2017 Purple Eggplant Winner: BEST PRINCHAEL//2016 NPG AWARD WINNER : BEST DRAMA
"A tale of a pretty girl who gets what she wants, including two of the 80's most prominent figures."
Throughout music history, there's been speculation of rivalry bet...
It was a new month and I still couldn't get in touch with Prince. And every time I turned around, When Doves Cry was on the damn radio. It was driving me crazy.
Jerome said Prince would become mute whenever anyone mentioned me, as if he was trying to pretend I didn't exist.
I don't know if he forgot but we did live together back in Minneapolis, and I didn't know about him but I was scheduled to fly back home the very next morning.
It had been five sunsets since I last saw him at the premiere. I couldn't even get near him. And it was so weird how his security was gawking at me like an outsider. I didn't even dare to approach Big Chick.
When I wasn't thinking about Prince I was wondering why Michael hadn't called me. One night I got desperate and called his condo. No one answered, though.
It was my last morning in the L.A. office before going home. Pria had come in to tell me she was staying an extra week then suggested I'd stay with her.
"I have to get back home to Prince."
She smiled at me from her seat in front of my desk. "How do you know he's there? You guys aren't even talking."
I leaned forward on the desk. "Guess what?"
"What?" she asked, leaning too.
"The other night, Prince and I finally indulged in the threesome I've been talking about."
Pria's back hit the chair. "Girl..."
"It was so fun, Pri."
"With who?"
"Jill."
"Jill, his ex-girlfriend?"
"You know who Jill is."
"Yeah, but why her?"
I shrugged.
"So this was after the premiere?"
"No. Before." Maybe it wasn't a few days. A few weeks, a few days. It was all the same to me.
"So you're running back home to Jill and Prince?" she asked, giggling.
"No, of course not." I answered unconvincingly. "But I have a list."
"What kind of list?"
"Sheila and definitely Vanity." I was already picturing it.
And Pria was looking at me like I was crazy. "Are you serious?"
"Yes! You and Kenny should try it."
"We should definitely not. I'd kill a bitch."
I laughed.
"You let him...do her?"
"I'm not giving details," I teased.
"Fine. You do your thing, little sis. But one thing I can say is...maybe you should try inviting someone who is not his ex. What's up with that?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. He has good taste in women."
"Okay. Well..." Pria opened up her portfolio. Then she laid a photo in front of me.
My blood was boiling at the sight of this damn girl again. "What the hell is this?" I asked, looking down at the picture of Maylani.
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