Time Heals All

Chapter 19: On The Move

Ant's POV

"I just wrapped up my album so y'all can be on the lookout for it pretty soon." I said into my camera as I went live while in the studio.

"Yuh, that bih gone be fiyuh. I'm telling you, y'all gone love that hoe." I bobbed my head to the beat in the background.

"I really got a lot going on right now, nothing but good shit." I told them as I read the comments.

I continued reading and then I ended the live video. I put my phone back in my pocket and gathered up all my belongings. My album is just about finished, I have a few more things to tweak and it'll be ready for release. I think I finished this album pretty fast compared to my first.

"Where you headed to, Ant?" My potna asked.

"To a meeting with my manager and then to New Orleans." I was in a rush because I was already behind.

I said my goodbyes and then left the studio. I kept looking at the time because I don't think I'll make it to New Orleans in time. Taylor is twelve weeks now and she has a doctor's appointment. I told her I would be there after I took care of some things.

I called my manager, Big Al to make sure he was home. This is just a simple meeting about my schedule and upcoming events. I then called to make sure my private plane would be ready for me once the meeting was over. Did I mention I haven't slept in 24 hours?

I got to Big Al's house to see his two daughters playing outside. I spoke to them and then went in the home. He was sitting at the table with papers all over the place. I said what's up to him and sat down.

"You got here fast." He looked up.

"Yuh, I got some place to be after this." I said so he could hurry up.

He showed me a piece of paper with my schedule on it and I nodded to agree with it. I have a good amount of free time and that time will be spent with Taylor when I get the chance.

"You gotta go see bout the publicist too. She got some shit planned for you." He told me.

"I'll see. Aye, is this everything?" I straightened out the papers he handed me.

"Why you in such a hurry?" He asked.

"I gotta get to New Orleans." I was antsy.

"You young niggas got it bad already." He laughed.

"It ain't like that, my girl pregnant." He the first person on my team that I told, besides Slim.

"For real? That's what's up, man. How far along is she? She ain't in labor I hope?"

"Nah, we got a long way before that. She only three months and she got a doctor's appointment that I'm trying to make it to."

"You should've told me, we could've did this some other time. I'm a let you go, mane." He stood up and walked me to the car.

I began driving and I called Tay to let her know I was on my way. She told me she was just now getting dressed and that she couldn't wait to see me. Once I made it to my plane, I took my bag out my trunk and got on. I greeted the pilot and sat down. Once he took off I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The ride was only an hour so I didn't get that much rest. Landing in New Orleans I already had a driver waiting for me. I was moving slow because I'm tired as fuck. I used to always think it was fun going back and forth from state to state. Now I hate that shit because it's draining and it messes with my sleep schedule.

Taylor: Where you at? (3:03 pm)

Antonio: Bout to head to your house (3:05 pm)