Les-B-Honest

Runnin

Kelly's POV

"Its T. Kelly please answer me. Im sorry about the other day. I really need to see you. Please talk to me, or at least call me back."

I deleted the about sixth voice mail from T. Shes been calling me non stop ever since the other day. And I have been ignoring her ever since. I'm still hurt be my what she said.

Its not that I don't like T. She's my best friend, of course I love her. But I love her a little more then I should. Regular best friends don't have sex frequently. And I'm trying to stop that. But its so hard when I feel how I do. I just need to figure out some things before we move right now.

"Damn that's the third voice mail this morning from her." My other close friend Lala said. "I know but she's just going to have to wait till I feel better." I said putting my phone back down on the vanity. "What happened?" She asked curiously. I let out a sigh. "Alot." I rubbed my temples. "Oh god Kelly. You didn't did you?" She said referring to sex. "I can't help... Her!" She said getting frustrated. "Ain't nothing to help. If you don't want to, don't." She retaliated quickly. "I want to with her but its weird. That's my best friend." I said standing to my feet. "Oh you think you're.." "NO!" I cut her off before she would finish. "I'm not. I just have feelings for one woman who happens to be my best friend." I closed my eyes realizing what I just said. "That sounded much better in my head."

I don't know what to do. I kind of feel for Temper but I can't. I don't like women, I think? We shouldn't be together. It wouldn't be right, right?

"Uhm Ms.Rowland their ready for you on set." A man with a head set came in. I fixed my face getting into professional mode. I had a photo shoot for Fearless Magazine. And the last thing I needed was T floating through my mind. The set was setup with a white backdrop. Cameras and men and works spoke and ran around getting stuff done. I took of my robe to reveal what I had on.

A man came over to me, the photographer for the shoot. He was very handsome, but he's gay so. I've worked with him a alot times before. He usually does a lot of my photography for my dance studios and what not.

"Hello Kelly good too see you again." He hugged me. I'm Don Benjamin. You can call me Don. But you already know that. I'll be taking pictures of you today. This shoot has more of a sexy grungy to feel to it. So just channel that." She said with a thick British accent. I nodded my head walking onto the set.

I posed to the sound of everybody whispering and shuffling around. Made it kind of awkward. Nobody really payed any attention to me. I couldn't get in that mindset of sexy. And all I could think about was Temper. You could tell too. He stepped from behind the camera coming over to me.

"You seem a little distracted?" He asked sincerely. "I'm fine really." I said trying to shake it off. "Kelendira I know when you're distracted." He upped an eyebrow. "I just have some stuff on my mind." I said truthfully. "Something or someone?" He looked me into my eyes. How did he know that? I let out a sigh of defeat. "Shake them off. Your here. There not. Just focus on you right now." He said rubbing my arm. "Okay." I nodded taking his advice. He backed up smiling going back to his pervious place.