Arianna
I had just arrived a work with hella make up on my face. More than what I usually put on. The scratches and bruises she left on my face I had to cover them up so I can still do my photo shoot Gucci Mane's new dresses. Instead of speaking I went straight to my dressing room.
"Arianna you ready for your shoot?" Carlos walked in. He looked at my face and frowned. "Ari that's too much makeup on, I'm about to call someone in to help you out" he said pulling out his walkie talkie.
"Carlos looks my fucking face!" I said taking a make up remover wipe out my purse. I began taking off my makeup. So the scratches and bruises and show.
"Arianna is that August nigga putting his hands on you!" Carlos grabbed my face. I flinched as he touch one of my bruises.
"No it wasn't him it was this lil bitch name Justice " I said wrapping my arms around him. "You think he still go let me do my photo shoot?" I asked
He kissed my lips. "I don't know baby you imma holla at him in the meantime still get dress and Tiffany should be on her way on here to patch you up"
"Thanks baby" I pecked his lips one last time before letting him go.
Me and Carlos been messing around with each for a minute now. Yeah I love August buts he don't give me attention 25/8 like I want. Me getting attention from him is basically when he doesn't have to go to the studio or do shows or shit like that.
I looked in the big mirror they had in my dressing room and it brought back to many memories of when I got beaten from my mother all the times. My mother never liked me since i born. My dad always been the one to show me love and care. Once he passed when I was 14 my life really went down hill. My mom hated me even more and would treat me like I'm shit. I had enough of it when I was 17 I ran away that's when I met this guy name Dre. Dre did everything for me.
I finished getting dressed and my make up was done. I walked outside where I met Gucci and Carlos who was talking.
"Baby girl let me see ya face" I tuned my face toward him.
"I can still see the deep scratches man I can't have no bullshit like this representing my shit" Gucci said walking off I was hurt
"Wait!" I catch up to him. "what if I show on a good time" I said flirting with him while touching his arms.
"Bitch get off me I'm a happily married man and I will have my women to whoop yo ass!" He said walking away.
"AHHHHHHHHHH" I yelled throwing a tantrum. I begin to knock shit over and throwing shit. "FUCK YOU BITCH!!!" I yelled pulling the white screen down . I kicked one of the cameras over before security snatch me up. "YOU GO WISH YOU NEEDED ME CLONE ASS PIECE OF SHIT!!!" the security dragged me out the building tossing me out as if I was trash.
"Imma sue the hell outta you big niggas !" I yelled getting up from the ground. I saw TMZ across the street walking over to me.
"Arianna Hall are you alright?"
"What happen Arianna?"
"Arianna this way!"
"I want the world to know that I'm about to take Gucci Mane to court for having his men to put their hands on me, he got mad because I came to work with a few cuts on my face and the only way I can take pictures is if I sleep with him, See you in court soon!" I yelled walking off.
