II. Industry

Chapter 5

Tamara's POV

I was sitting backstage watching Rashad perform. I giggled as he pulled his shirt off then tossed it into the crowd.

"Hol up, hol up, hol up. Stop the music right quick. Y'all know my beautiful fiancee right?" He said into the mic while looking back at me.

Everybody began screaming. "So, so. We thought tonight would be a good night to give some news to yall," He smiled before licking his lips. "The first news is that....our wedding date will be May 16th in New Orleans," He laughed as everyone cheered.

My heart rate increased as they brought out the chair that I'm supposed to be sitting. I stood up and swallowed as Rashad called my name for me to enter the stage. I walked out as sweat began to form in my palms. I sat down as "Down Right Now" began to play. I covered my face as It turned a faint red.

"So, the second and most important news is," He looked at me, "Baby, you wanna tell them," He said after taking the mic away from his lips.

"Yeah," I said while taking the mic from him. I took a deep breath then put the mic to my lips. "Guys, I'm pregant!" I said with a giggle while flipping my hair out of my face.

The crowd went wild. Some of the people broke the gate and I jumped out of my seat as Rashad scooped me up bridal style and rushed backstage. Our entourage and security guards rushed us to our buses. Rashad and I hurried into ours as I tried to catch my breath. He set me onto the bunk then kneeled down in front of me.

"Baby, are you okay," He said while brushing my hairs out of my face with his fingertips.

I nodded. "I'm okay. It just happened so quick," I sighed while pulling my phone out of my pocket. I had so many notifications.

"I know, but you want to talk about something happy," He smiled.

"Of course, baby. Anything about you," I smiled while reading all of the rude comments. Now, I'm a slut who wants to trap talented, young artists. Exactly what I expected.

"So, I just found out that my album went triple platinum," He cheered. "And I thought of names for the baby,"

"Oh my god. I'm so proud of you, even though your album did better than mine, it's whatever. And lay them on me," I smiled while tossing my phone behind me.

"Okay, if we had a boy then he can be a Jr. or his name could be Tyler. For a girl, her name should be Zonnique or Alaya," He said with a smile.

"Those are cute, but I'd rather not name my baby after my mom. I just don't want to do that, but I like Alaya like I really do, but Tyler....man, ion know about that one," I laughed.

"Okay. What about doing the honors of naming the baby after me," He smirked.

"I mean yeah. If it's a boy, but if it's a girl then her name will be Alaya Star Spencer," I stated while sitting up on my elbows.

"Why 'star'?" He asked.

"I heard that was my mom's stage name," I sighed.

"I mean, it's cute, but I was thinking something more...Ion know...us?" He said while stroking his chin hairs.

I looked up as Kendrick walked toward us. It's unusual for him to be on our bus, so my face instantly scrunched up in confusion.

"Congrats on the baby, but Tamara, they kicking you off the tour. I'm sorry," He sighed.