For The Road & Far Away (A Tyga Fan Fic)

For The Road & Far Away

~Kayla~

How could this happen? Of all people, this happened to me. This was never apart of my plan I was supposed to fall in love and get married, have kids, be successful! I didn’t dream of this so why am I living it now?

*Michael*

I’m sitting my car on my way to my mom’s house. She called me with some nonsense about getting some of my stuff from high school and yearbooks, shit like that. 

Michael, I don’t use that name anymore with the exception of my mom everyone calls me Tyga. That’s what happens when you blow up the way I did. I barely remember high school but of all the things I remember I remember her.

Tyga- MOM! 

TM- Come on in sweetie I’m upstairs.

I trudged up the steps into a spare bedroom and saw my mom looking at pictures of me in 10th grade.

Tyga- Hey mom, what is all this stuff?

TM-Do you not remember anything from high school? I know you haven’t been out that long?

Tyga- Is that my yearbook from senior year?

TM-Yes, I was just looking at some of your old friends, like Kayla.

When my mom said her name my brain went numb, I couldn’t function. It had been yeas since I’ve seen or heard from her, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about her. Kayla, Kayla Moore. The only girl I’ve ever truly loved, the one that got away. I would be lying if I said far away wasn’t about her. No woman has or ever will make me feel the way I felt with Kayla. While I was thinking about how I feel about Kayla my mom was trying to get my attention.

TM-Tyga…. Tyga…MICHAEL

Tyga-Yes ma’am?

TM-Did you not hear me calling you?

Tyga-Sorry mom. I was just thinking.

TM-About what?

Tyga-Nothing important.

TM-Kayla is important and has always been has been important to you.

Tyga-Mom how did you-

TM-That isn’t important, but you do need to get to the studio.

Tyga-Bye mom.

TM-Bye sweetie.

I drove to the studio and tried to figure out how my mom knew I was thinking about Kayla. I made sure I had my high school yearbooks, but only because I wanted too see Kayla. I walked in the studio to see Chris & C-Black waiting for me.

C-Black-Hey Tyga.

Tyga-Hi C.

Chris-Hey bro.

Tyga-What’s up man?

C-Black-Man before you guys came in here, there was this fine ass girl trying to straighten up the booth.

Chris-How fine C?

C-Black-Super fine.

~Kayla~

I had been working at Miller studios for about 7 months now, and I must say it’s pretty exciting. I was just cleaning booth 6 when a kind of fat, short, dark skinned guy walked in. I assumed he was the technician and proceeded to freshen up the booth. The way he looked at me bothered my kind of scared me, but I got over that and headed to my bosses office.

Mr. Miller-Karen!

Kayla-It’s Kayla. 

Mr. Miller-I don’t care what your name is right now. I have two of my biggest clients in booth 6 today. If they need anything, you better do it.

Kayla-Okay Mr. Miller

Mr. Miller-Now go see if they need anything!

I walked towards booth 6 and when I reached the door I heard more than one voice. The artist must be here now. I did as Mr. Miller said and went in to check on the men in the booth.

Kayla-Hi my name is Kayla and I’m Mr. Miller’s assistant. Is there anything that you gentlemen need?

*Tyga*

When the door opened I saw a young lady walk in. This had to be the girl that C-Black was talking about. When she said her name was Kayla I smiled, but I didn’t tell anyone why.

C-Black-Yes I’m okay for now, but if we need anything I can just call you?

Kayla-Yes sir. If you need something you can press that yellow button on your left and I’ll come assist you.

Chris-I know you recognize me, but if you don’t mind me asking why haven’t you freaked out?

Kayla-This is my job, If it wasn’t I would’ve already asked for a picture or an autograph.

Chris-She’s a professional, I like that.

Kayla-Thank you. Is there anything you need?

She was talking to me. I looked at her face for the first time since she walked in and it hit who she was.

Tyga-Kayla? Kayla Moore?