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Me and Dave were siting in his studio listening to the song I'd previously recorded.

I don't know how i let this man talk me into doing something I said I'd never have the courage or patience to do. I would watch T do this and constantly stress himself out staying over night in the studio, killing himself about lyrics that didn't make sense,and don't make me start on late night parties and groupies

Dave began to play the record and I was speechless I actually sounded good, amazing actually

There were so many things rushing through my mind I had done it... my first ever official song was recorded, and I couldn't believe that was me, I was singing a song and people actually liked it

"I told you this shit would be fire mama"

"You really think so? I mean I'm not really a singer, I model for a living."

Dave took his finger and pulled me into his body, and he was now towering over me. I turned my head to where he couldn't stare into my eyes; he had a way of staring at me and it made my stomach instantly flutter.

Ever since that night I'd been trying to avoid him. I was a bit ashamed that I gave him a part of me so easily and quickly, I was a hoe but a satisfied hoe...

"Shittin me? You can sing ya ass off. You can model and sing on the side, You can even be an actress, all we need to do is set up the camera." He looked at me licking his lips.

"See this is why you don't have one night stands dudes get caught in their feelings."

It was me I was dudes.

"Mmtch man whatever you should be thanking me."

"What am I giving thanks for?" I asked while furrowing my eyebrows.

" I gave you free vocal lessons, had you hitting all of those high notes."he said while smirking

"No you did not!!"I snapped with my voice slightly rising a pitch.

This is why I'd been trying to avoid him, but I couldn't this song kept us tied together, he'd been trying to get me to record another and drop
This one.

"See I did it again and I ain't even have to use my di-." He was cut off and just wanted to die right there

"Yo D where you at nigga?!"

This nightmare could never end.

"What y'all got going on"?

"Listening to a song that I recorded." I felt like my heart was about to hop outside of my chest, I couldn't even look at him.

"Song? So you're a singer now. What's next a producer? Photographer? , I'm just not understanding you came here to model."

I came here because of his career not mine.

I came here because I was dragged here. I haven't gotten any modeling opportunities, I know nobody here but you and now Dave! What do you want me to do?

Listen I just want you to find something you love and stick to it, I can't support you all your life you need royalties for yourself.

I was so over the fact that t would always ride me, I found two things that I loved and trust me I'll stick to both.

" I love to sing, and I love to model. I have a shoot tomorrow and I'm dropping a song very soon, watch me work, I'll talk to you tomorrow Dave." After that I had to get a way from T and all of the other men that felt I didn't have a passion.

I was going to take over the industry and step on everyone's neck. Might eve start a clothing line for dramatic effect, life was to short I'm here for a fun time not a long time.

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Kionne: I'm coming to New York this weekend, definitely have some things to discuss as a couple

What does Kionne want to discuss with me? It had to be crack, there was no couple.

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