TYGA
I held Adrian up while unlocking my door. She was standing there with her heels in one hand and the other clenching tightly onto my shirt. Her and her friend were getting faded off the drinks at the restaurant so I decided on letting her stay.
After getting Adrian settled into my bed, I went into the studio and listened to a couple of tracks. My music is really all I have. It's brought me a long way and I'm thankful of that. I ended up getting lost in the show playing on the T.V. and forgot about everything else. That is until I felt someone breathing down my neck.
The smell of alcohol hit my nose and I turned to see Adrian. She leaned down and pressed her forehead against mines, knocking my snapback off in the process. Slowly, she leaned in and kissed me softly. I'm not about to take advantage of her so I pushed Adrian back.
"What? You don't want me anymore?"
"Go back to bed."
The smell of something burning woke me up and I noticed Adrian wasn't in bed anymore. I stood up and slid my foot into my slippers before making my way out of the bedroom and over to the staircase.
"Adrian," I called. She peeked around the corner and smiled. "I cooked for you. It doesn't look really good because I was in a rush to make it."
"Why?" I asked. This bullshit doesn't even look edible. "It was suppose to be breakfast in bed but you woke up too early, plus, I have the worst hangover." Adrian picked the plate up and walked over to the table.
"Come eat it," she said. I shook my head. "I'm cool, but thank you."
Adrian sat the plate down and then crossed her arms across her chest. "It would be better if she made it, right? Michael, ever since you stopped talking to that girl you've changed. All you do is walk around like you just lost a best friend. Is she really that important?"
"Are you jealous of her?" Adrian looked at me incredoulsy before answering, "Yes. Yes, I am jealous of her. Because she can get something you've never given me."
Lai
"You're single, right?" My mom's friend, Traci, asked me. Mama giggled.
"Yeah, I am." I answered. They invited me out to eat but all Traci has been doing is insulting me and Mom wasn't saying anything about it. Traci knew of my old job because her and my mama have been good friends for years, so she's been throwing blantant jabs for the pasy thirty minutes.
"I should've know that. Sorry I even asked," she said. I nodded. If she wasn't so close to our family then I'd set it off in this uppity ass restaurant.
"I'm tired so I'll see you two later. Sherry, call me and be careful getting home." Traci left a ten dollar bill on the table then left out. I sighed heavily, looking at Mama.
"Let me finish this and we'll be on our way," she said. I rested my chin on the back of my hand while watching her take sip after sip of the expensive wine. I'd rather be at my place with my daughter than to be right here with her. We have our days and that irks me so much. One minute we're cool and the next were going at it like siblings. Amare and I never even argue as much as Mama and I.
"It's about time to get a car, huh?" Mama asked.
"Yes, as soon as I get a job. I don't want you helping me with anything else besides this rent and other bills?" I replied.
"You sound upset. Was there something that I said or did to offend you?"
"Yes. You invited Traci to dinner and allowed her to talk all types of shit in my face. Being that you are my mother you should have spoken up and told her to chill--"
"You're twenty-two years old. Things would be different if you were younger but you aren't and you have a mouth of your own. A closed mouth doesn't get fed, Lainni. You know that," she replied.
*****
Scent on my pillow, I still feel your sweat
Feels so empty even though you just left
Replay the whole night, I need this again
How could I tell you? How could I show you?
I still can't believe feeling how I feel isn't meant to be, how'd it happen?
I bit my bottom lip, thinking of what should come next. I had just put Malasia to bed and since I wasn't tired I began going through my old things and found my old journals. There was this one that I never completed so her I am trying to finish this off.
I wish you could see when it's you and me. Damn, our chemistry, how'd it happen?
Never imagine, now I know I found a love that's so perfect...
A few hours later I had myself a full song and it sounded great whenever I recited the lyrics. This was pretty good for my first time ever writing a song. Writing in a journal was something I had gotten accustomed to in high school but it stopped a little while after I met Corey. He always kept me busy resulting in me never having time to keep up with my journal entries. [This is really her music and I put it in the external link for those who want to listen to her.]
The next morning Kody and I were on webcam, talking, and I ha brought up my journals and mentioned that I wrote a little something last night.
"Read it to me," she said.
"Give me a minute." I stood up from the sofa and jogged to my room to get the journal. I grabbed it and went back to the living room. "It's nothing big but I spent a lot of time on it," I said. Kody nodded. Just when I got to the page, I froze up.
"Nervous?" Kody cocked her eyebrow. I nodded.
"You can do it. I won't laugh," she assured me. It wasn't the laughing I was worried about but the nervous feeling was just there. Like this wouldn't sound as good to her as it did to me. We may have two completely different tastes in music. "Go," Kody urged. I shook the feeling off and let the lyrics roll freely from my tongue. It sounded pretty good, too.
After finishing, I looked up from the journal and at Kody. She was smiling. "L, you should think about getting into the studio with this and try committing to it. Maybe a career like this could work out for you, you know? I mean, you deserve it and you know I'll support. First in line to buy a CD." We shared a laugh. It wasn't even in my intentions to put this song out but it didn't sound bad. It's just the other songs I'll have to write that I'm scared about. When Michael and I were talking he was dedicated and took no time off except to sleep which he barely done. That's sort of hectic for me, plus, I have a kid.
"I'll think about it. For right now, it'll be safe and sound in here." I held up my journal.
"Well, if you ever do it.. Just know you have a fan right here."
