Company

Chapter 37

The second week of ACL Fest was more than a rush. After the calibration of Oliver's birthday, it was time for another one of Drake's childhood friend and OVO member Niko's birthday. Drake and Tae had settled the beef they had with one another after her blowup and assuming he had no feelings for her. However, the two had yet to talk about their relationship and what exactly they were. It scared Tae, she was scared that if she said anything about a 'commitment' it would turn Drake off maybe pushing him away.

Over the course of knowing Drake and spending so much time with him. She realized just how similar the two of them were. Yes, Drake was in a space of looking for 'the one' he was looking for the one to build and grow with, looking for the one to spend real time with. How long would he be in that 'space' like Tae, Drake would also want to be alone he got in moods where he didn't want to be bothered with the parallels of a relationship. As much as he didn't like someone else being indecisive. He himself was the definition of 'indecisive'.

Tae threw Drake off, she would give him space and would ask him for space as well. He had never experienced that with a woman. Most of the time it was why he wasn't spending time with the woman, why they didn't talk enough. Tae wasn't that way, and it knocked Drake on his heels a bit.

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Tae stood in the hall of the hotel waiting as the rest of the crew lagged behind her. Her hair was naturally curly and she wore a black OVO shirt that she managed to cut up and was tied in the front, she wore a tight light baby blue knee-length skirt that bunched in the front.

The crew was throwing Niko a birthday bash at one of the hot spots in Austin, Drake had two more shows at ACL Fest left and that would be the last Festival of 2015. Drake's focus would then be put fully in working of his anticipated album Views From The 6 the album had been in talks since late 2014 since two songs were leaked to the public, people got a look into what the album may sound like.

The line to the club stretched around the block. There was no way Drake and his crew would make it through the front so the only way was for them to pull up to the back doors. As the SUV's pulled down the dark alleyway Drake stepped out and holding his hand out to make sure Tae could step down, his hand went on her lower back as him and his crew entered the club threw the back.

Tae was surprised as a heavy hand was placed on her shoulder, as she turned around she lit up in excitement, and threw her arms around the man. He was a tall, dark, and handsome, built with broad shoulders a small diamond nose ring in his left nostril. Standing in dark denim jeans and a white shirt that had the words "The Documentary 2" across it towered over Tae as he embraced her in a hug. He went by The Game. He embraced Drake in a hug and knowledge the rest of the crew.

"So this is how you do me, you take one of my best employees!?" The Game said to Drake as he smiled a mouth full of teeth.

"Heeyyy, I heard she was the best, and I only work with the best." Drake answered him back.

The Game and Drake were great friends, the two had known each other for some time and it was always love whenever they saw each other. The Game had asked Drake to be apart of his latest album and Drake couldn't turn down the offer to do another classic track with a great friend.

A large cake with black icing and gold letting that spelled out 'Happy Birthday OVONiko' on it was carried by two tall skinny-fit women in white bikinis. More women followed behind them carrying bottles of Ace of Spades with sparklers attached to them. The crowd sang happy birthday as Niko blew out the small candles. The drinks continued to flow it was nothing but a good time. Nothing but love.

Tae was caught off guard as she looked across the club. A tall light skin woman with blond hair a tight white dress hugged her extremely curvy body with greenish hazel eyes she watched Tae grinning at her with her arms crossed. Tae's eyebrows arched as a devilish grin ran across her face, her nose flared as she took in the sight of the women.

Though this wasn't the best time and setting to send a warning to the women about her recent activities, Tae couldn't help but get excited. Her adrenaline rushed as the women followed at a safe distance behind the Drake, Tae, and the rest of the crew. As they made their way out of the club. Tae heard her full name being called. She and Drake both looked in the direction of the familiar voice.

Dollicia Bryan stood the same height as Tae in heels. Drake went to grab Tae's arm but she raised her hand.

"I'm fine. I'm not going to touch her." She assured Drake in a low calm voice, however, Drake wasn't so sure about that. Whenever a woman was extremely calm in a heavy situation that meant she was about to raise hell.

She slowly walked the curb to meet Dollicia face on, Drake trailed behind her for safekeeping. Oliver and Chubbs trailed behind Drake for his safekeeping. Paparazzi cameras flashed on and off every few seconds. There was nothing better than two women who clearly had bad blood between them finally meet after all the animosity and the paparazzi took full advantage of it.

"So how's you and your new boyfriend? He looks pretty familiar." Dollicia spoke with a mocking tone her arms crossed over her chest. "How are my sloppy seconds?" She spoke again.

Tae smiled as she stepped closer to Dollicia, she was so close Tae could smell Dollicia's perfume. Drake called out Tae's name in a low voice but was shushed as her finger went in the air. She didn't take her attention off of the women. Dollicia was a beautiful woman physically but her attitude and logic on life and fame are what made her ugly and ultimately ended her relationship with Drake.

"I appreciate the interview you did on me, seeing that you haven't done shit until recently....... I don't NEED Drake, I'm set, and you're right, if it doesn't work out I can go back to walking high fashion runways and posing on Italian Vogue magazine collaborating with the biggest names in fashion...... But you. You think posing for King Magazine and dancing in the latest HipHop video for the rest of your life is going to get you anywhere....." Tae spoke in a low voice not loud enough for paparazzi that was filming to hear, but loud enough for Dollicia and Drake to hear, she was calm with a relaxed facial expression.

"You see.... You NEED me, nobody cared or uttered your name until they found out you were my ex. And you and I both know I got enough dirt on you to bury you twice." Tae stepped closer, closing the gap between her and Dollicia. She places her hands on Dollicia's hips as she leaned into the side of her face whispering in her ear.

"So, I advise you to watch your step, because you're about to step on a pair of $4,000 7inch Giuseppe high heels, that we both know you can't replace..... So don't get comfortable. I wouldn't want you to lose out on your little Video Vixen modeling career.... I mean, after all, that is all you have." Tae finished as she pressed her cheek against Dollicia's and made a kissing sound. Tae smiled as she stepped back from the women. Dollicia had a look of defeat her arms still crossed as she listened to Tae's warnings. She had forgotten that Tae was a "silent but deadly" person. Tae was also someone you didn't want to cross.

"You enjoy your night baby girl, cheer up! You look beautiful tonight." Tae continued as she walked backward Drake's hand met her lower back, she turned around and began walking Drake looked between the two women with a surprising look. As he began to follow behind her, Tae stopped and turned back to Dollicia.

"Oh, and WE'RE doing great! He's been working out, he looks good right!?" Tae said in the same mocking tone of voice Dollicia had at the beginning of the conversation, Tae ran a hand down the front of Drake's shirt down his stomach, she winked at her then locked arms with Drake. The car door was open and Tae stepped in. Before climbing in after, Drake took one last look at Dollicia. He smirked and shook his head. Leaving the Video Vixen standing on the curb.