What We Want From Love

Chapter 6

I walked towards the white BMW and realized how warm it was outside. Considering it was Atlanta the weather was always great at this time of the year. I place my keys into the ignition and fix my rear view mirror. I cranked up the radio and drove out into the highway. The sun beam, through my windows as I drove past skyscrapers and a variety of cars. Highway 75, then 74. Why was there so much traffic at this time of the day. Honk! I slammed my hand on the horn. "Damn it." I shouted in frustration. "I knew I shouldn't have taken this stupid highway." I was growing impatient by the minute, but realizing traffic was not moving anytime soon. I stayed put and during that time, my mind raced to the series of events that had transpired in the last 24 hours. It still surreal how someone like Trey Songz would be interested in me, why would he ? He could have any girl he wanted, literally !  I blushed as I remembered the  last hug he gave me before I hopped in the car. I looked down at my phone, a text message appeared:

4044595095: Landed.

I knew instantly who it was. I smiled as if he could see me, before I turned up the radio a little louder just to calm my nerves. I made a mental note to respond to him later, as a way to not seem too thirsty, responding 10 seconds later to a text.

"Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole. That don't make you a ho
Shawty, I don't mind when you work until three. If you're leaving with me
Go make that money, money, money. Your money, money, money." I sing along, while my boo Usher sing his heart out. The song went for about two more minutes before it was interrupted.

"Yoo yooo yooo y'all its  D.J. envy, Angela Yee, Charlemagne tha god and we're the breakfast club. We have here Mr. Steal ya girl Trey Songz in the building." Envy introduced, "What going on Trey , welcome back."

"Thank you, I'm happy to be here." Trey spoke, I felt my stomach sink as I tried to move up in the lane I was in.

"Trey , congratulations on your song, "Touchin Lovin" mane." Charlemagne said. "It is a great hit by the way." They went on about the album release date and the artists that would be featured on it.

"So, Trey I must ask and I'm sure your fans wanna know this, is there any special lady in your life at the moment." Angela noisy ass asked. I chuckled lightly at the question but crank the volume up just a little to hear what he had to say.

A silent went by before I heard him say, " Well, you know me, Angie,  I like to keep mine private. I don't talk about who I'm dating or show who my lady would be for the world to see. If I do have a special lady, it would be for me to know and the world to never find out."

I nod my head in approval. Good point.

"So are you confirming that there IS a special one in your life ?."

He chuckled at the question, "Uhhh maybe...maybe not."  I laughed at his sarcasm.

"Well, have you ever been in love, Trey.. you don't look like you've been in love."

"Well, Chalemagne  you'on really know me like that.. To know if I really been in love or not."He said, causing all of them including me to laugh in an uproar.

"I mean, we haven't seen in before." Charlemagne said.

"Right, that ain't for you to see.I'm not in love for nobody to see, nobody approve and nobody to give a f** about." Trey said.

"That's true, that's true." Charlemagne laughed. I'm impressed who would've thought Trey would've been such a private person, judging from his persona as an artist you would've thought dozens of women would've claimed that were in a relationship with him. But, come to think of it, I never actually heard of him being in a relationship with someone publicly.

"Alright, there you have it." Charlemagne chuckled. "Will be right back but for now sit back and listen to my boy Trey new single, "Foreign." I nodded my head as the song echoed into the stereo. This had a nice catch to it. I had to admit that boy could alway sing his ass off . After what seemed like eternity I turned on my signal and exited off the highway. Finally! I drove down peach tree till I began seeing project buildings and homeless people. I parked my car right in front of a broken down house and locked my doors , making sure no one was eyeing me as I left the car. With my car keys in one hand, I placed my shades on and walked to the familiar house.