The night was boring considering Hakeem had his friends over and I couldn't do nothing but sit still, look pretty.
Hakeem: Quit staring at my homeboy.
Me: Boy he ain't nothing to stare at.
Hakeem: Go get me a soda.
Me: Not you got 2 feet, use them.
Hakeem: Lil girl go get the sodas.
I kissed my teeth and went to get the sodas. I stopped when I heard them talking.
Chicken: Why she still here? You know Lauren gonna freak out.
Hakeem: She's my assistant/friend.
Chicken: So in that case, can I have her?
Hakeem: Chicken she's not into girls.
Chicken: How old is she anyway?
Me: 14!
I walked in and threw the soda to Hakeem.
Hakeem: You so fucking malicious.
Me: You too.
Hakeem: Look go find something to do.
I rolled my eyes, grabbed my phone and stormed out the room. I bumped into Jamal on the way down.
Jamal: Hey what's up Tishe?
Me: Nun.
Jamal: What happened to your cheek?
Me: Nun. Why you finna get up in my biz?
I hurried away and got in the elevator. I got down in the lobby and bumped into Lauren.
Lauren: What are you doing here?
Me: Staying with Hakeem for a few days.
Lauren: No you're not.
Me: Ask him yourself.
She called Hakeem and they had a huge argument. Hakeem strolled into the lobby.
Me: You're girlfriend jealous of a 14 year old.
Hakeem: Lauren it's not a good time for this.
Lauren: Like it will ever be!
She stormed out the lobby. I broke down with laughter.
Me: She showed you!
Hakeem: Shut tf up.
I chuckled and was going to walk out of the building when Hakeem pulled me back.
Hakeem: I need you to start recording ASAP.
Me: So now you need me? I haven't auditioned for this deal. I haven't even been signed-
Hakeem: Yo just come with me and we can get on all that.
I kissed my teeth and followed him back to his condo. I showered and changed into a beige T-shirt and a bandits shorts with thigh high stockings and my ankle boots. I washed my hair and put a beige scarf around it.
Hakeem: Let's go!
All of us piled into separate cars and went down to the studio. It was dark out and I had one song on my mind the whole way there. Kiss It Better by Rihanna.
Hakeem: Aye someone hook up those beats. Tishe get to working.
Me: Site.
Chicken: What beat you on?
Me: Kiss it Better by Rihanna.
She nodded and started it up and I did my magic. After starting over 10 times I finally got the right pitch and finished the song.
Hakeem: All we need you to do now is sing an original for my ma and you good.
Me: I have sum on my mind...can you play back that beat?
Chicken nodded and the beat returned. I started rapping and singing what came to my head.
I like what you did to me.
I liked how you fucked with me.
I like how you ran and left me when the cops hit our street.
I like how you didn't look back when he started to beat me.
I like how he threw me out when he raped me.
