Fighting for Love

Chapter 3 (REWRITTEN)

By the time I reached Monique's back yard I felt extremely self conscious and out of place, I couldn't remember the last time I was around so much people and that made me uncomfortable. I glanced around the yard from one of the patio doors hoping to spot Monique or even Jamal but it proved to be harder than I expected because most of the people were socializing rather than staying seated. I could tell that these people had money from the designer gowns and expensive tux. You would think that this was a fashion show from the sheer extravagance of the clothes. 

I didn't know what to do because I didn't want to go wondering around in the crowd to look for Mon, that would draw attention to myself and at this present moment that was exactly what I didn't want. 

Finally, I decided to stay put on the patio in hopes that someone would pass and see me. It seemed like people were now realizing that I was present because I was soon receiving curious glances from both males and females. Maybe standing on the patio was not a good idea since the seating was situated as to face the patio. 

Just when I was starting to panic, I saw Monique rushing towards  me from behind a group of women who were to the far left of the yard. Sighing in relief, I started to walk in her direction; not realizing that three ladies were in tow. 

"Finally, your here and don't you look stunning, I bet Jeremy couldn't keep his eyes off of you right." She stated rather than ask, I scrunched up my face in distaste; 

"Is that the dick you sent to get me," I asked feeling annoyed, only then did I hear giggles coming from two women that I realize that we had company; standing beside Mon on her right were two women, those seemed to be the ones that thought I was rather amusing. 

One was short, even shorter than Monique her natural kinky hair done in two large plaits going back, she was a little darker than Mon and she was rather beautiful. The next one was taller than Monique and she was the same complexion as the short one, her hair was done in a short style and she was equally as beautiful with a nice shape. 

There was one on Monique's left, however she wasn't very amused at my response, she was actually scolding at my reply, well I guess someone had a crush. She was around my height but she was lighter than everyone in complexion and she was rather curvy. Her hair was pressed out and flowed down her back, despite her scold you could tell that she was still beautiful. 

"Please tell me that you didn't give him a hard time," Monique whined, feeling defensive I said, "Maybe his ass deserved it, besides it wasn't nothing major so relax your tits." 

The girls on Monique's left were in a fit of laughter at Monique's expense while the third just looked annoyed, and she was the reason why I avoided keeping friends. "All right smart ass, the short one is Rachel, and next to her is Michel and the one on my left is Kim, girls this is my little sister Samantha" 

Both Rachel and Michel were rather pleasant, but Kim barely acknowledge my presence, so I ignored the bitch not in the mood for attitude. 

"So are you ready to sing, I told the girls that your really good and they're really excited to see you perform," 

For a moment I forgot that I was entertainment, cringing inwardly, at the fact that I literally had to throw together I quick set at work during my lunch break, I was a little unsure but I just wanted it to be over so with a quick nod, I headed back to the patio and unto the makeshift stage and took a seat at the grand piano. My hands shook violently from nerves and the fact that everyone seemed to take a seat to see watch my performance wasn't helping matters either, the first song that I decided to sing was Skinny Love. 

So with a deep breath I began the song. From the time I sang the first note I felt myself relax considerably, I was finally in my element, I remember when I was young and I felt down I would always sing to feel better. Maybe it was because I felt an unknown connection to my mother, I may not have been lucky enough to meet her but I was lucky enough to take a piece of her with me. That fact was the driving force behind my singing and I always tried to give my all, I wanted to make my mother proud, maybe then I could atone for my sins.