It was supposed to be about the music. It was supposed to be about mentoring. But somewhere along the way, the lines got blurred. Talent, sex appeal, scandal, and seduction. This is the riveting romance of two unsuspecting artists.
It seemed like everyone's eyes turned to Laive and they begin to eat in slow motion.
Fuck.
"Nothing, Chelle...I'm guessing you have some theories?"
"Definitely not theories. I got some facts."
"Really...enlighten me. Please"
"No need to get sarcastic. Trey definitely was overprotective of you last night. He checked on you a million times, made you put on his jacket, not to mention the fact that when he called our driver, Trey made you stay in his car. I specifically remember him saying 'Baby...shut the fuck up and roll up the window. I'm a make sure they good. You acting crazy.' When does a mentor or boss call any one baby?"
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
L dropped her fork. "I'm sure you've heard it a time or two"
Laive was pissed at Tremaine for not telling her at least part of what she had done. It felt like she had just walked into the biggest twilight zone, and everyone knew it but her.
Fuck.
Chelle's eyes almost popped out of her head at L's commentary.
"That's enough little girl. Leave her alone." One of L's sisters interrupted.
Chelle shrugged, "Just calling it like I see it."
"Both of us were drunk Chelle. That's it. No need trying to rack your brain to make sense out some bullshit."
"We lying to each other now? Ok....what about him calling you Baby?"
"It's short for Baby girl. He calls me Baby girl all the time."
"Does he always say Baby like he's about to fuck your brains out?"
Laive choked on her biscuit as everybody's eyes widened, and the table sounded off in laughter.
L felt bad for Chelle...She was going to kill her and help plan the funeral. Laive silently made a promise to put her friend away real nice.
Noah saw the look on Laive's face and quickly stepped in. Nobody could handle Laive when she was angry, "He seems to genuinely care about you Laive, I think that's all Chelle is trying to say."
"It's not like that. It's just about the music with us. Seriously."
"It WAS about the music, something is different between you two. Especially since last night," Chelle recalled.
"Chelle." Noah demanded.
"You know what?....Keep on."
"Whatever. I know somethings up." Chelle shrugged.
"You're about ten seconds from me going the fuck OFF...MOVE ON." Laive couldn't wait to change the subject.
She quickly pulled her phone out to give Tremaine a piece of her mind.
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