Diamant Harris, known by her stage name "Iridessa", is on her way to becoming the new hottest thing in female rap. She has the perfect look, she has the perfect flow, she has the perfect life, and the perfect man.
Everything is perfect.... until on...
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Friday, November 13th New York City, New York
"Calm down Dia," Electra held onto her sister's hand as they walked into the Atlantic Records building and made their way to the elevator.
"I am calm," she lied.
"Why do you always lie? You were literally shaking in the car."
"I'm fine Elly."
"Here," Electra dug down in her purse and pulled out a small orange medicine bottle and shook two pills out into her hand. "Take two of these—"
"Stop," Diamant slapped her hand away from her. "What are you doing? I'm not taking that shit. I haven't taken that shit in months, so why the fuck you still walking around with it?"
"Just in case you need it."
"I don't need it."
"I ain't seen you this anxious in a minute. It will help calm you down."
"Being anxious isn't always a bad thing," Dia pulled her coat tighter around her body and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Fine, I'm just tryna help," Electra put the pills back in the bottle then put the bottle back in her purse.
"I appreciate it, but I'm good," Diamant bit down on the inside of her bottom lip.
"Just let me do all the talking, okay?" Electra announced when they finally got to their floor.
"You always do," she muttered under her breath so Electra wouldn't hear her.
"We're gonna get your album out. Just trust me."
"What are you gonna say in there?"
"I'm gonna remind them that you been signed to this label since you first popped off. I'm gonna remind them that you bring in more revenue than all of their other artists combined. So like I said, we're getting your album out babe. Exactly how you made it. No edits, no cuts."
"Okay..." Diamant nervously approached the woman sitting behind the receptionist desk.
"We're here for a 10am meeting with Jonathan," Electra leaned over the desk.
"One moment," the girl picked up the phone next to her, not even needing to ask any more questions with Diamant standing right there in front of her. "Jonathan? Iridessa and her manager are here— yes sir— okay, I will— no problem— thank you," she said before hanging up the phone.
"So?" Electra asked.
"Yes, he'll be seeing you in conference room three," she got up and showed them to the room where four older white men were already seated.
