"Sister, you've been on my mind! Sister, we're two of a kind! So Sister, I'm keeping my eyes on you!" I sang these words while looking into her beautiful brown eyes. Fantasia is the epitome of beauty, everything I desire and crave in a woman. I've been in love with this girl since we were children.
"And cut," shouts the director. I'm snapped out of my intrusive thoughts. "Raji! Are you okay bestie?" says Fantasia as she gently touches my shoulder. "You kinda froze up during the scene," she says in her raspy yet soft voice. "I'm just tired, it's been a long day and I got a lot on my mind, thanks for asking." I gave her a quick hug as we went our separate ways.
Filming is over for the day, I go back to my trailer to undress from my costume and to gather my things to head home. As I get ready to go to my car, I hear a loud commotion outside. I peep through my window and who do I see? Fantasia and Kendall, her aggravating ass husband in a heated argument.
"Fantasia, I can't do this anymore, all you do is work. You don't have any time for me!" said Kendall. "I work the way the way I do to support us Kendall! I don't see you complaining about the lavish life we live! If you were to get off your lazy ass and get a job, I would have to work so much. Put that degree I paid for to some good, how tf about that?"
Kendall, who was at a loss of words, stormed off and hopped in his black 2023 Mercedes Benz C-Class Cabriolet and spun out of the parking lot. Fantasia just stood there, too stunned to speak, crying and gasping for air as she fell to her knees.
"Awww Shittt! She's having a panic attack!" I said to myself as I ran to her as fast as my tired legs could carry me. "Fantasia baby, I need you to breathe beautiful, it's going to be okay! I'm right here with you! Someone call 911 please! Hurry!"
