My Issa

Chapter 7... Secrets Come To Life

  We, me Lashae and Jean, were sitting in Jean's room waiting on the results. "When did you first suspect this Jeanette?"

  "Im 2 days late and Im getting paranoid."

  "Is Quees the father?"

  "I dont know," she mumbled as my timer beeped. The hell does she mean she doesnt know!

  "Its time." Jean got up and looked at all 3 tests. 

  "Well?" I pressed.

  She fell to her knees, "Thank God." I felt this gnawing feeling in my guy that Jean wasnt saying something. She wouldnt keep something from me right? I mean, Im her best friend...

  I pushed those thoughts to the side as I took the tests and boxes to the lobby and threw them away so Quees wouldnt see them. Even as I tried to think of other things, that gnawing kept coming back, harder and harder each time. Ugh! Its only 3 in the afternoon and Im stressing, Issa hasnt even started working yet... I really need to chill. 

  About 10 minutes after I got back into my room, Issa came in and smiled. "Hey babe. How are you feeling." He sat behind me and held me close.

  "Better," I took off his snapback.

  "Whos Julius Sash?"

  "I think Quees already-"

  "I want you to tell me," he said cutting me off.

  "Well... He's my ex. We were together all 4 years of high school. The first year was amazing! We were the couple everyone either envied or wanted to be. Then... his temper shortened one day after a rumor about me sleeping with his friend was spread around the school. He slapped me. He said that day, If I ever told anyone he'd find me...he'd hurt all of my friends and make me watch."

  "Sash, he will never get to you. I promise you that. And I will never hurt you."

  "I know... I trust you." I leaned back into him. He made me feel so safe. "Do you like holding me?" I smiled at him.

  "Yes. You fit perfectly in my arms."

  "So... I have surprise at the club tonight...."

  "Im not performing?"

  "You are... but someone else is performing after you."

  "Who?"

  "Not telling."

                                                        *~ Later on that night~*

  Me and Jeanette were back stage. We had on fishnets and leather shorts. She had a gold corset top and mine was silver. We were dancing to Vixen by Miguel. (AN: MY JAM!!) Someone came to our dressing room. Once the music came on someone pulled Issa and Quees on stage and sat them on stage.

  As our dance began the crowd was egging us on. Some time near the end of the song I looked over and saw Jeanette pull Quees offstage. I took this as my opurtunnity to show off. By the end of the song, Issa was putty in my hands. He followed me offstage. "That was some surprise Sash," he kissed me. 

  "Well Im well known at this club, so I basically have free reign."

  "Oh really?"

  "Told you I have connections. Now go give a little finale." When he left I quickly changed into a cropt and some red bottoms aI had gotten for my previous birthday. I watched a little backstage. Jean and Lashae started taking everything to the SUVs they rented. I heard Issa call my name on stage and I walked on stage with a small smirk on my face. 

  "Please welcome my baby Miss Sasha."  I waved as he introduced me and stood next to him. "Now Im gonna need your help," he said to me. "Quees wants you to sing on I Told Her with him. You down?"

  "Get me a mic. Im down," I smiled. Someone backstage got me a mic and me and Quees started singing. 

 By the time the performance was over the crowd was dancing and clapping. As we walked off he said, "That was amazing girl!" I thanked him and went back to the dressing room just to be bombarded by Lashae!

  "Sasha Marie Lawson! Since when can you sing like that? You hit every note crystal clear!"

  "HUSH! Yeesh... I understand youre shocked but I dont like when people gush over me."

  "You gonna have to get used to it cause you're singing with Issa and Quees."

   "If you say so," I sighed. I sat down and waited for Issa to come back and ease my nerves. I guess I zoned out because I didnt hear anyone come in or go out out until I felt a hand around my neck. I looked in the mirror and saw him... my own personal monster. Julius.