Fame Or Love 🎙

Gifted VS Zahara

                                      Fame Or Love🎙

                                       Chapter 12:

       
                                   Gifted VS. Zahara

The lights came on people started to exit the building. Those that remained talked about Devon's performance.

"Omg, did you see his muscles??" one woman said.

"Yes, then the girl he was the life of the party another person,n," said.

"Yo, we are going to have cop those "outfits," as soon as they come out in the market another person replied.

"Zahara must be jealous as hell right now."

"Hell, we all are!!" another woman chipped in.

"That bitch stole my man," she said in an angry tone.

They all glanced over in my direction.

"I must have been dreaming," I thought to myself as I opened my eyes.

Nakia poured a bottle of water in my face so I could snap out of it.

I started choking instantly.

Really Nakia??? I told her.

Nakia laughed at my response.

Soooooooo how does it feel to be his competition??? Nakia asked.

"You're like the person that "every woman wants to kill," she told me with a smirk."

What are you talking about?? I asked her oblivious to what she was talking about.

You don't remember?? she asked in disbelief.

"Devon Richards came to you, and sung to you."

He put your hand on his chest and even kissed your hand, you fainted as soon as he kissed your hand."

"I recorded the whole entire thing" Nakia replied with an expression that showed she was proud of herself.

I was in shock at what my best friend had just told me. It wasn't a dream it was real. I looked around just to see women, and his groupies with facial expressions that looked like they were "ready to kill."

"Come on, let's get out of here I don't want to have to whip anyone's a" Nakia said as she eyed the females on the far right side of her who kept rolling their eyes at her.

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Gifted:

I followed Nakia only to be greeted outside by paparazzi, and an "angry Zahara." Paparazzi started to surround me, Nakia, and Zahara, as she, and her friends stepped to us.

"You must be the groupie he was seen with," she told me without waiting for a response.

" "I'm going to make this simple," and short she then said.

"Devon Richards is mine I'm going to sleep with him tonight, then the night after that, and then the next one as well."

"Go crawl back into the gutter you came from, and hide because if I ever catch your hands on my man, I'm going to beat your ass." She said in a serious tone.

"What did you just say to her??" Nakia asked her

I put my hand up to tell Nakia not to talk.

"Let her have her moment" I replied.

People started gathering around us as the commotion started to unfold. Paparazzi starting recording, as well as others who were viewing the scene.

I started clapping my hands Zahara's friends watched me in disbelief.

"You deserve an Oscar award for that "dumb ass speech" you just gave I told her.

"Aren't you the same woman who cheated on him with another man????"

"Last time I checked, Devon Richardson is "available not taken," I reminded her.

Nakia stood there shocked at the fact that I was standing up to her.

"Don't get mad at me because you let a good thing go you have yourself to blame for that."

"You're right, I messed up but that doesn't mean I'm not going to "win him back."

"I'm his ex which means "we have a history" so I'm not going anywhere she insisted.."

"Your "fresh meat" eventually men get bored, and they start looking elsewhere."

"He'll get bored with you, and come back to me."

"I mean look at you, and look at me."

"Picking you over  is like chasing trash over the class." Her friends started laughing

"Bitch, must I remind you I am Zahara Thomas the one, and only "Zahara Thomas."

"You don't have what it takes to compete with me."

Her words hit me to the core I wondered what he had seen in her besides her "good looks." She was beautiful but it was her character that made her an "ugly person."

"I am Devon Richardson's past, future, and present."

"You're just someone he used to make me jealous."

"So even if he did talk to you she went on to say, it's me who has his mind heart body, and soul not you."

"I'm done talking, "she told me as she turned around, and started walking away.

Rage, anger, hurt, and jealously took over me. "Well, I'm glad you're done talking cause now I have something to say to you."

"He obviously, must have "bad taste" if he picked someone like you." "I mean look at your personality it's "fake." I reminded her "

Your whole persona is pathetic" I told her.

The audience stood there in shock, and disbelief at the fact that even after all she said I didn't back down.

"You're obviously intimidated by me, which is why you decided to challenge me because if you were really the "shit," you wouldn't have taken the time to step to me about him."

"See when your secure, you don't have to confront another woman or other women in general."

You wouldn't worry about other women if you have his heart."

She stopped in her tracks as she continued to listen to what I was saying. "A woman who is truly secure wouldn't feel threatened by another woman." She turned around and looked at me.

Me intimidated by you????"

"Bitch please, my name rings bells ask about me."

"If anyone should be intimidated it's you" she reminded me.

"The next thing I knew, Zahara, came running towards me striking me in the face." "Nakia hopped around me, and started throwing blows at her friends." "I raised my fist, and started swinging back."

All that could be heard in the background, was the crowd chanting "fight, fight, fight."

"Striking her with two blows in the face caused reported, and more paparazzi to emerge, on the scene." "As we both prepared to swing at each other again, paparazzi then took pic, after pic as they watched me, and Zahara goes "head to head."

"Suddenly out of nowhere, a "black car" pulls up."

"Out of the car, comes a man who grabbed me, and put me in the car." Afterward, the car sped off.

End of chapter 12