Fame Or Love 🎙

Dreams

  Fame Or Love

Dreams:

               

                      Gifted:

I drifted off into a deep sleep.

"Where am I?"

"What's happening to me???" I asked as I studied my surroundings.

"The last thing I remembered, I was in my room writing poetry, and then everything went completely blank afterward." "I could have sworn I even heard my best friend calling my name."

"I must be dreaming, I thought to myself.

I looked at my appearance, and there stood this "beautiful black woman."

My attire was completely different as well. It was as if, I was about to perform on stage. I wore this "sexy elegant black dress" which made my "features," stand out even more.

I was even rocking my "fro" which I rocked from time to time, but only in the house.

"This particular time, I was actually out in the open rocking it "proudly."

"Who would have known me "Gifted," was rocking the afro in the public???" As I continued to study my appearance, I noticed that I started walking towards someone afterward.

I was in this fancy building, one I had never seen before it was apparent, that whoever owned this building had "money and lots of it.."

"Next thing I knew, I was in front of this "unfamiliar guy" but my God, this dude def put the letter F back in the word "Fine."

He was hella fine!!! Tall, masculine, had dimples, mocha skin, with long jet black gorgeous hair."

He wore a red outfit that brought out his eyes. This guy had "style, and those eyes," his green eyes pierced through my soul.

"It was as if his eyes could see straight through me.

I could tell he was the type, "who could have any woman" he wanted.

If there was God, he was it because he was handsome as heck.

As I got closer, and closer to him I started getting nervous by why??"

Did I like this man???"

"He was very "attractive" yes!!"

"But why was I this nervous???"

"Gifted, please don't mess this up."

This will be a "crucial moment" in your career" he said in a sexy tone.

"Yes Richardson," I responded lost in his gaze.

We both stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an "eternity" until someone came in, and broke the silence.

In came this tall woman with a "short hairstyle" that was nicely designed. There stood before me was my "one, and only best friend Nakia, but what was she doing here, and why was she dressed like that???"

It was different than how she "normally" dressed.

She wore a fancy "black blouse, and blacks pants" which were complemented by her designer heels.

I could tell that she paid a lot of money for her this attire as well.

"A cough, cough," she said as she caught me staring at him.

"I hope I'm not interrupted anything Gifted, and Mr. Richardson," she said with a "slight smirk" but they're ready for you."

"Yes, Nakia," I said in a "sarcastic voice" as she quickly grabbed my hand, and rushed me out the door.

I followed her, but as I walked at a fast pace, I noticed we passed a lot of people who seemed to be well known "artists, rappers, singers, poets, and even models." Yes including models!!

It was hectic, and very busy the next thing I knew, I was to lead down this "dark hallway" which lead to another area that was covered with curtains.

"Okay girl, listen you got this just do it how you did when you performed in front of me Richardson, "you're future husband" she
"empathized."

"Other " well-known producers," will be watching you so please, don't mess this up."

"I love you," she said afterward, she disappeared.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

I walked towards the curtains "It's now or never'" I told myself.

Pulling back the curtains, I opened my eyes.....

                                   End of chapter 3