Jazmin is an up and coming video model who's true desire is to do photography for a living. In order to help her make moves in the industry, she agrees to a date with Abel Tesfaye. Will she fall for his ways in spite of the hurt it causes?
Em called me and begged me to come to a party tonight. I asked if it was ok to bring Kendrick. I wanted to make sure there'd be no issues.
"Uuummmmm probably not a good idea." She says.
"Ok Em come clean, who's party is this?" I already know.
"It might be for Abel and his album." She answers sheepishly.
"Are you fucking stupid? You really think that's a good idea?" I'm flabbergasted.
"There's a lot of big names coming and it would serve your career to go." Spoken like a true manager.
"I don't think me showing up for jack ass to cause a scene would do my career any good Em!" Has she thought about this?
"I spoke with Cash and he actually was the one to request you there. I know this is nuts but he's wanting to use you for Abel's next video."
"Does Abel know this?" I'm so uncomfortable with this.
"I don't know honestly." She says, "Are you and Kendrick a couple now?" She ask.
"Wow we just jumping into that huh? No, we're good friends, how many times do I have to defend that?" I finally give in, "Fine, I'll go, one second of bullshit and I'm walking, fuck my career."
Kendrick almost had me cave last night. I was so close to letting him have it, but I felt like a whore. Abel's words affected me deeply. I would've rather been called a bitch. But to call me a whore like I'm throwing my pussy around to everyone was just so damaging to me.
I'm gonna go and God help him if he fucks up this night.
LATER THAT NIGHT
I was ready to go and was waiting for my limo to arrive. I think I'm sweating. I take two double shots of patron back to back and give myself a final look over.
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The driver calls me and I'm on my way.
ABEL
I've been drinking all day dreading this fucking night. I'm already such a private person with so many insecurities. Talking with a room full of people that are way above me is nerve racking.
Sal walks in and sees my glass and looks at me disapprovingly. "This is a big night Abe. This is the most commercial album you've ever done, you've got to get use to this process." I lift the glass to drink and he reaches my hand to stop me.
I look at him, "You my daddy now?" I say condescendingly.
"I'm your friend." He says simply. Fucker! He knows that'll get to me.
I place the glass down and finish getting ready. I light a blunt and look over to see if that's on the approved list and Sal says nothing and leaves.
I walk out of my room and see Cash and Sal huddled up whispering. These fuckers up to something.
As I approach, Sal turns to me," All ready?"
"Yeah," I mumble. We get into the limousine and start to get Lamar.
As we're driving Sal looks at me, "Lets keep in mind that sometimes we have to see people that work in this industry that we may not want to see."
Instantly I knew, "Is fucking Jaz coming?" My heart starts racing.
"She's really making the rounds and has gained quite a reputation." He acts like that's his client!
"Yeah I'm sure she has!" I spit out hatefully.
"Hey!" Sal raises his voice, I remain silent, "she's never had THAT kind of reputation. It's your fucking insecurities that caused your problems!"
I know he's right. In this business you hear about the girls that give it up for money and the come up. She's never been regarded that way. I fucked up. Now the thought of seeing her makes me want to drink but I already know Sal will have a cow if I grab a bottle.
We get Lamar and sure enough Em is with him. I'm dying to ask her about her friend, "So is Jaz coming?" I get right to it.
She looks uncomfortable, "well yeah, at Cash's request."
I turn quickly to look at Cash, who suddenly has a ton of shit to do on his phone.
"I feel fucking set up!" No one says anything. "Fuck it!"I grab a bottle of Henny and start the spiral.
JAZMIN
I arrive and thank God he's not here yet. I do, however, see Kendrick standing there amongst a group of beauties. I walk up to him. He instantly smiles.
"Jaz you never fail to impress!" He kisses my cheek. He slows by my ear, "you're fucking sexy as hell."
I shudder as his breath hits my earlobe. "Thanks and you look handsome, " I look over to his group of admirers, "and busy!" We both laugh.
"You tell me when and they're gone. I'd rather give you my attention." He wraps his arms around my waist, "I'm dying to finish what I've started. I bet that pussy is so sweet."
Awww ffffuuuccck he playing with me. I smile, "It is." I say matter of factly. "We friends Kendrick, I love our friendship and would never want to jeopardize that."
He nods his understanding, "And you're still hooked on that nigga." He reads my face.
"Yes that too." I say embarrassed. Just then, Abel walks in with his group and sees me and Kendrick locked in an embrace. I see his eyes burning. Oh my God he looks delectable. My mind instantly thinks of dirty shit and my pussy doing the same.
"Wwweeeellll speak of the devil." Kendrick says.
"You gonna go say hi?" I ask him.
"Nah, me and him had words a few months back, haven't spoken since." He's eyeballing Abel.
"Oh I thought he'd invited you." I didn't realize they had stopped speaking. I don't know for sure but I feel like I'm the reason.
"Fucking industry parties," Kendrick takes a drink of his beer, "you go where they tell you."
Abel hasn't torn his eyes away from us since walking in. I can't look at him for too long. I know he hates me and thinks lowly of me. I choose to stay with Kendrick until Em drags me away.
"Get out and socialize!" She demands.
"I thought I was being social!" I look at her crazy.
"There's more than just Kendrick here." She sounds annoyed.
She's right but Kendrick is the thing keeping Abel away from me.
