II. Industry

Chapter 23: Benediction

Rashad.

I continued to beat my fist on her door until she opened up. He door snatched open and I stormed in past her. I stood in the middle of her living room and crossed my arms over my chest as she closed the door and walked back into the room with me.

"You could've woke-," She tried to say.

"Shut the hell up. Somebody else was in that got damn room that night. Who the fuck was it?" I snarled through gritted teeth.

She looked confused. "Nobody was in that room. I'm not that type of girl,"

"You kinda are, but somebody was there and I'm not leaving until your ass owns up to it,"

"One, stop cursing at me. Two, I don't know what you are talking about because nobody was there,"

"I can say what the fuck I wanna say and you think I'm fucking stupid?"

I was fuming by now.

"I'm not lying!" She yelled while throwing her hands up.

"Don't yell at me. You are lying because how could you not know that somebody was in your house," I shouted back at her.

She took a deep breath. "You are crazy. It's easy to not know someone is in your house,"

"I'm not crazy. You need to get your shit straight because like I said, I'm not leaving until ya ass admits to this shit," I said before crashing down onto her couch.

"Are you serious? I have shit to do today and you do too, smart ass,"

"Don't try to pull that shit on me. Our show don't start until 9 and its 1,"

"We have to be in St.Louis though,"

"Which is what? 5 hours from here," I smirked.

"Look, I'm about to go catch my flight. Have fun," She returned my smirk and walked toward her suitcase.

"This conversation gon continue in St.Louis," I said before walking out of her front door and toward my car.

I already got my suitcase in the car along with other shit I need or whatever.

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I made it to St.Louis safe and sound. I gotta call Tamara to let her know I made it and check up on the twins. I fished my phone out of my pocket before climbing into the taxi that would take me to the arena.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Uh, hey," She said dryly.

I rolled my eyes since I was growing irritated.

"How's the twins," I asked.

"They're good. Just being their normal selves,"

She sounded as if she didn't wanna talk to me and I gotta call her ass out on it.

"What's good witchu? You act like you 'on wanna talk," I said with both of my accents coming in.

"I'm just tired," She sighed.

"Bullshit," I mumbled. "Okay. I'll call you later. I guess," I hung up before she could answer.

I knew she was lying because even when she is "tired" she talks to me. She makes time to make sure I'm good just like I make time. I'm tired too, but I called to check on her and the kids and she pull that. All I know is, it bet' not be no other nigga or she gon have hell to pay.

Tamara.

What I'm doing is wrong, but it doesn't feel wrong. When Rashad finds out, he'll probably kill me and Trevor, but as of right now, I don't care. My kids are good and I'm good.

"Yo, ma, you good?" Trevor asked.

I nodded then laid my head onto his shoulder. "Just thinking," I said.

He kissed the top of my head which caused me to giggle.

"Thinking about what?" He asked while drawing circles on my arm.

I sighed. "Rashad. I know how he's goin to react,"

"Oh. I mean, he's done his dirt in the past, too, so don't worry about it,"

"Easy to say, but Rashad isn't like that. Once you cross him, it's hard to earn his forgiveness," I sighed.

"Well, let's stop before it goes too far," He said while moving away from me.

I nodded then stood up and walked toward my room. I love my family and I'm glad it didn't get further than kissing and cuddling because Rashad would've flipped his shit. I decided to call him back.

"What?" He said with much irritation in his voice.

"Oh. Um, I was calling you back," I said trying to sound pitiful.

He chuckled sarcastically. "Now you decide to wanna talk? Well, I'm busy. I go on in 5 minutes, but you probably forgot all about that. I wanted to talk to you way before I had to go on, so now is not a good time. I love you, but bye," He said before hanging up.

I rolled my eyes then tossed my phone back onto the bed. I walked into the babies room and checked on them. They were sleep and I smiled lightly. I walked downstairs, but I stopped at the middle.

"Chres, I don't want you to see her. You had enough time to do that, but you didn't,"

"We wa-,"

"Zoey, stay out of this,"

My breathing got heavier and I felt light headed. I thought he was dead. All of sudden, I was tumbling down the stairs and everything went black.

Rashad.

"I don't want nobody, but you kissin on my tattoos. And I don't want nobody, but me talkin to you, until you fall asleep," I sung into the mic while holding onto a fans hand.

Suddenly, my music stopped and I let go of their hand then walked toward them.

"Yo, what happened," I asked.

"We just gotta call and you need to be on the first flight to LA. Tamara is unconscious and they say she's slowly slipping into a coma,"

I pushed passed all of them then ran straight to the exit and into my cab.

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I wanna end this soon, but now I'm like forget it. Imma just keep going, so maybe 10-20 more chapters. Idk yet lol but check out my new book, "No Love". You might like it, but then again you might not. Either way, I still love you guys.

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