A Woman's Worth (Book #1)

Chapter 6: ...Maybe

Ahayah

"Tilt your head up towards the light.... a little bit more." The photographer coached. I did as told and he took 3 pictures of the same pose. Right now they got me doing a 'boy' set. I got on some white men underwear, dark men jeans, and black boots. No bra, no shirt. My hair covering my boobs. I love the look if you ask me.

"Now turn to the side and wrap your arms around you. Give me a look of attitude." The photographer instructed. I turned and did exactly what he said. To make the emotion in my face pop I thought about Patience and what we have going on. All I heard was the photographer scream 'YES! YES! YES! PERFEEECT!!!!!'

I held it there for a while and and made sure he got them. "We're gonna close up here. I'm in love with the photo clip we have. Now tomorrow you come back and we do an elegant sexy photo shoot." My manager told me as I headed off to the dressing room to get ready to leave. Once I walked through the door I noticed a bouquet of roses and a card with my name on it. I opened the card and noticed writing in French.

To: Ahayah Hughes.
Hey, je voulais juste vous dire que vous avez regardé belle là-bas. Je me suis arrêté parce que je voyais votre post sur twitter et a décidé de vous surprendre avec un cadeau. Ne pas oublier ce soir!
Jamaica

(Hey, I just wanted to tell you that you looked beautiful out there. I stopped by cause I saw your post on twitter and decided to surprise you with a gift. Don't forget about tonight!)

I smiled at the note and remebered the date we have tonight. But most importantly ima clown her for being a stalker. I ain't even notice she was here! Oh yea and I gotta talk to my manager bout letting RANDOMS in here. The heck she got goin?

I shook my head stepping outta my thoughts and stared at myself In the mirror. I remembered how I used to look as a kid compared to now. I've grown up so much and learned so much. It's like my head in the right spot but when it comes to this relationship im dumb ass hell. Like right now I want us to work. I want us to be okay and get back happy.

But ion think that's gone work. Patience on some stuff that I don't reckon. After sitting there for a while I took off the clothes I modeled in and put back on my gray sweat pants and all white wife beater. My new curly weave was still flowy and shiny. I put my studs in and my charm necklace back on then grabbed my belongings heading out the door saying bye to everyone.

On my way home my thoughts kept rushing through my head. Like a pounding hammer to a nail Patience's face kept hammering through my head. I looked at the time and saw that it was only 6:03p.m and decided to pay someone a lil visit. And by that someone I mean Patience Miller. Since I had time before the date why not?

I got in the left turning lane heading towards the street Patience lives on. In my head I was reassuring myself that ima be strong. That you know I wont fall into the trap shes been setting for me. And I also have something to say to her. And these boxes in my car are getting a little dusty. As I was approaching her house I saw two cars in the driveway not one.

I prepared myself for the events that's about to take place cause I know some bout to go down. If this car don't belong to her brother or sister or her friend. It belongs to some female cause her mom and dad don't drive a down bad car like this one. I parked on the side of the road and got out collecting the three boxes that contained her belongings.

I sighed one last time then headed up her driveway to the front door. I rung the doorbell a couple times and waited patiently for the door to open. But against my luck it didnt. I chuckled to myself cause I swear this the third time I've been through this. I waited like 3 more minutes and the door finally swung open. And gaaawd I had to catch myself from hitting the floor.