Consequences

1

" Showtime."
Fantasia said to herself as she looked at her image in the mirror. The Manolo Stilettos lengthened her five foot seven frame. Her hair framed perfectly under the vail, and her Vera Wang wedding dress fit perfectly around her curvaceous body. She looked down at five karat, princess cut ring on her finger that was about to have a beautiful platinum band to go along with it, and smiled. She had made the right decision.
" Tasia, it's time."
Zaria said when she walked into the room. She helped Fantasia place the Swarovski crystal-studded veil over her face.
" Next time I talk to you, your name will be Fantasia Taylor."
She hugged Fantasia, and they headed out of the room.

The New York Philharmonic Began playing the traditional Mendelssohn March as the guests turned to watch the procession enter the chapel. The bridesmaids glided one by one down the aisle in their creamy white dresses accented with Tiffany blue sashes. A groomsman dressed in a white tuxedo with a matching Tiffany blue cummerbund received each. Kendall stood at the altar in the middle wearing an enormous smile on his face.
Fantasia walked down the aisle as Eric Benét's Spend My Life With You began. The guests stood as Fantasia slowly made her way down the aisle. Fantasia glanced at her soon-to-be husband. Kendall's tall, athletic frame looked amazing in his white tuxedo. She was about to marry " one of sexiest men alive," according to Essence magazine. She looked to the right and noticed many of her friends from high school and some of her sorority sisters. She looked to her left and saw mostly Kendall's teammates and their wife's.

Finally she made it to the alter, and her father proudly gave her hand to Kendall. The ceremony began.
" Is there anyone who objects to these two joining hands in holy matrimony?"
The preacher asked. Fantasia smiled as she looked at Kendall and resisted the urge to wipe the tear sliding down his left check.
" Yeah, I do!!"
Commotion ensued as someone burst into the church. Fantasia's body started to tremble at the sound of the voice. She turned around to see Taraji headed toward her in jeans and a black wife-beater.
" Fantasia you don't love him! You love me!"
Taraji yelled as every bit of her toned body fought to break through the bodyguard, holding her back.
" Taraji what are you doing?"
Zaria yelled at her friend.
" Bitch, have you lost your mind?"
Kendall yelled at his groomsmen, held him back.
" I am sorry, Kendall, but Fantasia loves me, and she knows it!"
Taraji exclaimed. Fantasia turned to Kendall.
" I'm sorry, Kendall but it's true. I do love Taraji."
She turned around and ran towards Taraji. Instantly they embraced each other sharing a passionate kiss. The church was in hysterics.
" Well, if you want her, y'all can have each other,"
Kendall said, walking up to the both of them.
" In Hell!!"
Two shots rang out and everything suddenly went black.

Fantasia abruptly woke up in a sweat. Her heart was pounding as she turned to see Kendall in his usual deep sleep.
It was only a dream.
She thought to herself, She eased out of her bed and quietly went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face.
Fantasia, what is wrong with you?
She questioned herself. The dreams were becoming more frequent as the wedding date drew closer. She was losing more and more sleep.
She headed back into her bedroom in the new loft Kendall had purchased for her. He had signed a 9.5 million-dollar contract with the Miami Heat. Even though he was a rookie, it was well known that he was going to be one of the star players.

Fantasia grabbed a bottle of water out of her brand new subzero refrigerator at the morning bar and sat down on an oversized leather couch. She looked out as the large double hung windows to the beautiful view of downtown Miami and the beach. Fantasia looked down at the massive rock on her hand. Kendall add upgraded her original ring as soon as he signed his contract. Lately she felt the weight of the ring not on her finger, but in her heart. She couldn't stop thinking about Taraji. She took a deep breath, knowing she had to suppress her feelings.

Fantasia crept back into bed and stared into the pitch black space. Taraji came into her mind again. She couldn't stop herself from thinking of her. The school year was approaching, and she was going to be faced with her skeleton again. Fantasia said a silent prayer for strength to overcome her impure desires for Taraji. She looked at Kendall again and felt she was where she was meant to be. She only hoped that she remembered that the entire school year.

" Pull it together, Tee."
Taraji stared into her bathroom mirror. It was becoming a nightly routine. She splashed cold water on her face and looked at herself in the mirror. Droplets rolled down her cheeks. She could see the stress in her dark brown eyes, small red lines filled them from lack of sleep.
" Baby, you okay?"
A voice called from the other room. Taraji didn't want to answer. She pulled her ponytail holder off and ran her hands through her thick long hair.
" Yeah, I'm good."
She replied through the door. Taraji sighed and pulled her hair into a low bun. She wiped her face and walked back into her room. Monica stared at Taraji as she illuminated the bedroom with the light from the bathroom. She smiled. She loved everything about Taraji, especially her frame. She watched Taraji's toned arms sway. She noticed from day one how great Taraji's body looked in clothes, and she couldn't wait to see how it looked naked.
" Baby, I know you're stressing about school, but I know something that could relieve that stress,"
Monica hinted, caressing Taraji's arm. She quickly began to massage Taraji's broad shoulders. Although it felt great to Taraji, she knew it would lead to something she didn't want.
" Monica, we already had this conversation."
Taraji sighed.
" I know, but it's been three months. School is about to start. I just want to show you how much I care about you."
" And I told you I don't get down like that."
Taraji turned away from Monica. Monica looked down at Taraji.
" Fine, Baby, I am willing to wait."
She said, turning her body toward Taraji, so she could put her arm around her.
That's what I'm afraid of.
Taraji thought to herself as she closed her eyes, hoping to quickly fall back to sleep. Before she knew it, she was.

Taraji turned over and wrapped her arms around Monica. She loved, holding Monica in her arms.
" This is how things are supposed to be."
Taraji whispered in Monica's ear, and she kissed her on the cheek. She felt Monica caressing her hand. Things were perfect, just how they were supposed to be.

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