His Secret

Jasmine

"Surprise!!!!"

"What is this?" I ask shocked and slightly startled. My label exec walks over to be. "Congratulations Jasmine."

"Thank you Mr. Tony." I see my pictures around with my LP cover at the center. "It's finally happened kid." EJ says walking up to me. "It did!"

"Congrats boo!" Myesha says walking over to me. "Thank you!"

"With You and I'm Ready are already in rotation on the radio stations." Tony says. "Yay. Um is August here by chance?" I ask. "Over here like right now." Myesha says pulling me by my arm. "What is this?" She says pointing at my face. "What do you mean?"

"Jas don't play stupid with me."

"What My?" I break into a smile, "Jasmine you didn't."

"I didn't what Myesha?"

"You know what you didn't do and if you did do what you shouldn't  have done my friend you are scandalous!"

"Okay I'm officially confused."

"You slept with a married man." I laugh, "Girl please no. I'm not that type of girl." She looks at me confused as I am. "So you didn't sleep with August?"

"Who's he married too?" I ask feeling anxiety set in. "Arielle. You didn't know that?"

"Myesha do you think I would've slept with him if I did. What that fuck?" My heart drops to the pit of my stomach. I instantly feel sick. "Jasmine I thought you knew, I'm sorry to bring it up now, here of all places," Myesha says hugging me. "Oh my God."

I break away from her and walk around the party. Where is he at? "Jasmine." Arielle calls out. Bingo. "Hi Arielle it's so nice to see you again." I look at her hand and see her ring. How the hell did I miss this shit.

"Congratulations on the success. I love your EP. We bought 15 copies already." I smile, "Thank you. Where is August?" I question. "He's talking with EJ."

"Okay thanks. I'm going over to say hello. Thank you for coming again." She smiles, "No problem."

I rush to the restroom and throw up. I slept with a fucking married man! Oh my God! How in the hell. I fix myself up and go back out to the party.

I walk around and end up bumping into EJ. "My bad."

"Damn Jas can't speak." August says. "Follow me." I say cutting my eyes at him. We walk over a secluded area of the building. "What's up shorty?"

"What's up is your failure to mention your FUCKING MARRIED!"

"Jasmine you ain't know?"

"Obviously NOT! I thought she was just your manager."

"I'm-"

"I can't believe this! I fucking tr- I can't even look at you right now." I go to walk back in the party but he grabs my waist. "Don't touch me."

"Jasmine I'm sorry. I assumed you knew and were okay with that."

"Okay with flirting with a married nigga? Fucking a fucking married nigga. Thinking I had a future with a married nigga? Hell no. I thought you knew me better than that."

"You gone say some?"

"As much as I loved for your wife to know the type of shit you do no. I don't need the drama, I don't need to problems. Shit like this ruins lives and careers. So you don't have to worry about shit and don't ever speak to me again. If it's not about business there is no conversation!"

I get back inside the party and walk over to Myesha whose talking but she keeps glancing over at me. Once whoever it was leaves. "What did you go do?"

"I went to talk to him. He assumed I knew and pathetic shit like that. I can't believe this shit man."

"Tonight's not the night to have shit ruined so here what were going to do. We're walking over to the bar and grabbing some drinks. We're requesting every damn song we know and dancing our asses off."

"My I don't even feel like it."

"That's exactly why we're going it. Come on."

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The next day

"Too much to drink man. I can't move." Myesha laughs, "You... Girl I can't feel my feet."

"I shared some deep shit with August. Things I don't talk about with anyone."

"Don't sweat it Jas. Lesson learned."

"A big ass lesson!"

We get out of room. "Good morning party animals." Jerrell says. "You're talking to loud. Shut up." Myesha says. "Jasmine you're hung over too?" He asks laughing. "Shh."

"Y'all a trip."

"Bathroom. Where?" Is all I manage to say before puking everywhere. "Bruh. I'm not coming that up."

"Someone can't hold their liquor." Myesha teases before doing the exact same thing. "We need medicine."

Jerrell shakes his head looking pissed. "Man move go back in the room."

We giggle walking back into the room. "That was so gross." Myesha says. "My throat burns."

My phone starts ringing on the nightstand. "Hello?"

"Hey this is Arielle."

"Oh hey."

" Listen August told me about the tour and  I have a contract drawn up if you want and your team want to look it over."

"Sure send it to EJ and have him forward it to my manager Jay."

"Okay cool. I'll do that here shortly."

"Okay."

"Well I'll talk to you later."

"You too." I end the call. "I forgot all about that."

"All about what?" My asks. "This tour thing August wanted to do." I roll my eyes. "You're going to do it?"

"If the money is right yes. I mean he.... Breathe in and breathe out. If it doesn't take away your next breath, it doesn't matter. I'm over it."

"What was that little thing you just did there?"

"It's a phrase I use to get over things."

"I like that. I need to use it."

"Sure."
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EJ: Jay just presented the tour to the label.:

Me: That's good.:

I could care less at this moment. I pull out my phone and check my social media. My followers have reached 1.0 Million on twitter and Instagram. Everyone seems to be loving the EP. Go in my Instagram notifications and see a million and one mentions. I go through and like a few fans photos of the album.

I post a picture of last nights fun at the party. I tag everyone in the picture who names I know. I check in August page. He shouted me out and everything. I close it out and sit the phone down.

It's a knock on my door, "Who is it?"

I walk over and look out the peephole. "You know I saw you " I suck my teeth and open the door. "What do you want?"

"Can we talk?"

"You're talking now."

"Arielle thinks it'll be good for us to do some promo runs together. Your label just called her and they approved for the tour."

"Okay."

"I wanted to apologize again."

"For me not knowing or for it happening?"

"Both, it shouldn't have went that far."

"Okay. I shouldn't have but lesson learned. Good night." I walk inside before he says anything else. I lean up against my door. "Lesson fucking learned."