15. Tempo

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Just what the hell she needed.

More damn drama.

"Hey Ginger, we need to talk."

She had nothing to say to him. Literally nothing. Not a word. She could not say anything even if she wanted. Seeing him, how sexy he looked...how did he get even sexier? Being with that witch did something to him that she was afraid to admit. Matured him.

Yes, he was always gorgeous, hot, and sexy, but now he had that swag people talked about. It hurt to see him with that sexual energy knowing she could never have him.

"You good shorty?" Spitfire was at her side, touching her arm like he was trying to protect her.

She snatched her arm away.

"Oh, you're back fucking him?"

He had some nerve asking that. She turned to walk away, then Tempo walked up to her and stood in front of her.

"I'm not leaving till we talk. You're mad at me, fine, but you don't take it out on my wife."

This mother fucker! She was about to go ham on his ass till M'Liyah and Melodie ran out to the room and pulled Tempo away from her.

"Tempo, now is not the time, you need to leave," Melodie said.

"Why are you even here?" M'Liyah asked.

"I was about to go to the studio to record and I heard you guys were here. I need to speak with Gin, but this has nothing to do with you ladies."

"Hell, it does." Melodie crossed her arm across her chest. "We know how you played my girl for that stuck-up, snobby bitch. Go kiss her ass, leave my girl alone."

"I just said this had nothing to do with you, Mel."

"Boy, please! What the fuck have you got to say to her? You chose that bitch, go be with that bitch!"

Tempo ignored Melodie and turned to look back at her. "Ginger, I'm not playing. Stop acting like a fucking child and talk to me."

"Fuck you!" she screamed at him.

"Gin, do you want to talk to him or not?" M'Liyah asked her.

"No!"

"Then Tempo, it's time to go."

She walked away from them, far in a corner, and sat down, willed herself not to cry. She felt pathetic. Like, she had no words to say to him. A million words she wanted to say, but she would break down like a wimp crying if she opened her mouth near him.

She still craved him, and all they ever did was heavy make-up sessions. The last thing he ever did before he ran off to be with that bitch is eat her out so good she couldn't think straight for a week. And when she finally came to, it was all over the headlines that Tempo and Bonnie welcomed a baby boy and the couple were happy together.

He never told her anything. Never called and explained himself, just moved on. He had to know that hurt.

"Come on Liy, you're my girl. Talk to her so we can hash this shit out."

"I don't think you understand. If she doesn't want to talk, why are you still here? Leave."

"Oh, it's like that? Take her side of things when we've been friends all these years?"

"Consider the friendship over," M'Liyah said. "Ginger hadn't told me what happened with you two. Tem, that was evil."

"Oh, but she can fuck my man Spitfire and y'all in here like one big happy family?"

This boy was going there and she could not believe she didn't drag his skinny ass for taking shots at her like that. She wished she had not told him all about Spitfire or Craig or none of her past. She confided in him because she thought he was her one. Her happily ever after. Never again.

Fuck love!

"Imma beat yo ass lil boy, you trying to come for my girl, get through me!" Melodie said.

"And me!" M'Liyah said, standing in front of him.

She could believe Melodie was a little gangsta and would go all in for her, but seeing M'Liyah act like a G with someone she was close to, warmed her heart. Her girls had her back.

"A'ight, a'ight, whatever," Tempo said, backing up a bit. "Gin, I see what type of woman you are. Go check yourself, you're screwed up. That's why the fuck I chose Bonnie."

She could not stop the tears from falling now. He was trying to hurt her, and he succeeded. Like he put a knife in her chest and was pushing it in deeper.

"Don't ever come near my wife again. Touch her again, I have something for you."

"Boy! Are you trying to threaten her?" Melodie took off her earrings and slipped off her shoes. "Stupid ass about to catch these hands."

"Aye!" Finally, Spitfire jumped into the mix. "Yo Tem, I don't know what the fuck y'all got going on, but this my business dawg, and you know how I do. You can't attack my girls like everything is cool."

"Man, whatever, fucking pig! Pedophile. You're the one fucked Ginger's head up, that's why she's so fucked up. Congratulations, you can have her. Consider my contract null and void in this place, fuck all y'all"

Tempo turned to leave but not before knocking down some banners off the wall for no good reason. She curled herself up into a ball on the couch and continued to cry. She never hated someone so much in her life. That witch turned him evil. He was not that way before. It took less than a year, but she'd poisoned his mind.

"Oh girl," Melodie rushed over to her and grabbed her in her arms. M'Liyah right at her side as well.

"I'm so sorry."

"What the fuck was that all about?" Spitfire asked.

"Mind yo businessman, just stay about the music," Melodie said to him.

"Y'all my family, this is business."

Spitfire pulled up a chair and sat near.

"Gin, talk to me."

"Don't act like you care now when you fucked with her head too."

"Whoa, okay, whatever. Gin know what we had was special. Yeah, I fucked up, but she is still my girl. Imma look out for her. That lil mother fucker tried to come at her, at y'all, I'm rolling' wit' y'all."

"I hate him," she said, rocking herself in her ball. She was feeling on top of the world one moment, recording with her girls for the first time in years, and now this.

"He didn't deserve you." M'Liyah hugged her tight.

"I thought I was ready...you know...for love...now this...he just..."

"Fuck that nigga Gin!" Spitfire said.

She was so over it. The one person she should have loved and done anything for, died before she could tell him she loved him. Now all she could do was wallow in the memory of what could have been. There was no one else she ever wanted to be with.

"Fuck love!" she mumbled, rubbing tears from her face. "I tried that shit, it doesn't work. Fuck love!"

"Don't say that boo," Melodie said.

"I hate love, I just end up getting hurt every single time. I give my all, and what do I get back in return? Heartbreak and heartache."

She forced herself to stand. She was not going to continue to cry over that boy. He was nothing to her anymore.

A/N: Did anybody else cry seeing Ginger get called out by Tempo? He changed from the boy that she made noodles for years ago.

On another note: remember those tattoos Ginger and Spitfire got? I totally forgot! I need to write if they covered that mess up.

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