Me'Lani

Twenty Three

A Week Later.

My phone rang uncontrollably.

"Yea." I answered.

"Um, have you been talking to Damon?" Crystal asked.

"No, not sense the video shoot." I said sitting in bed eating ice cream with a can of whip creme on the side.

"Girl, we got trouble in paradise." Crystal said.

"What?" I asked not expecting anything serious.

"Damon is having a video release party." She said.

"Okay?" I said not really caring much.

"Tre is coming."

I dropped my spoon full of ice cream and froze.

"Hello." Crystal said.

"Did I just hear you correctly?" I asked.

"Yea, ya did. What we gonna do."

"Wow. I stop talking to them for a week and then all of a sudden they wanna come together and shit."

"Melani calm down."

"No, fuck that. What I'm gonna do. You know this gon fuck up my reputation. Let me call him." I said then hung up.

"Girl what you in here yapping about?" My sister asked walking into my room.

"Hold on." I told her as Damon's line rang.

"Sup ghost." He answered.

"Hey. Um, are you having a video release party?" I asked.

"Yes, I texted you about it." He said. I quickly checked my text messages.

"ITS TONIGHT?" I asked shocked.

"Yes, and the spotlight gon be on us so wear somethin sexy." He said.

"Kay." I said in a unsure voice then hung up with the saddest "oh shit" look on my face.

"Girl, what the hell goin on." My sister asked.

"I'm about to lose the two guys I see as potential husbands tonight. That's what." I said storming downstairs to get a glass of Hennessy. I needed it.

"Okay, these dudes better be fine as hell if they got you drinking Hennessy straight." My sister said in her robe and hair pinned up.

"Me and Tre started talking first. He like the Meek Mill to my Nicki Minaj. He likes me a lot sis like dude adores me and wants me to be his. Then, there's Damon. He's like the Jay-Z to my Beyoncé. We have so much chemistry, history, and I get so moist round him, hell I'd probably faint if we kiss. You how hard it was to do that damn video shoot without wanting to forget about not having sex with anyone. Hell, Tre already ate me so I been stepped out of bounds. Ugh, sis I just don't know they both drive me insane." I vented then took another sip of Hennessy.

"Lust can feel like love trust me. Sounds like you lust for one and you love the other. I'm telling you it can be confusing as hell, but that's just an obstacle you're gonna have to conquer. Gotta figure out who you love." My sister said.

"I feel like I love both of them, and lust over both of them." I confessed.

"No you don't. I know you. You just need a little time. It'll click, it always does." She winked. Then began to make herself some coffee.

"Ugh." I rolled my eyes and finished off my Hennessy.

"Oh, and make that your last glass. Hennessy is code for pregnancy, and I don't think that'll help anything right now." My sister suggested.

"So how I'm suppose to ignore I might lose two guys that I love tonight?" I asked.

"You can't necessarily ignore it, but a joint would probably help the matter and girl. I need it right now. Crystal hook me up with her dude last night and when I say the plant smoke like it came straight from the garden of God." She said as if she was a preacher. I bursted into laughter I couldn't hold back my
laughter.

"Girl, sometimes I can't take you." I laughed.

"Let's go upstairs though I don't want the whole house to smell like Jamaica." She joked once more. I then laughed.

If I could name all the reasons why I love my sister this would definitely be one of them. Always here to cheer me up when I need her the most.

"Then later I can go in your closet and figure out what I'm wearing to the listening party tonight." She danced.

I forgot to mention sisters are also there to steal your clothes, shoes, and anything else in your room that makes their eyes light up.