Eleven part series following an up incoming singer - Shantel, signed to Golden Jaguar Records™, a label owned by Erik Killmonger Stevens.
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"Wait...run that back for me..." Asia said as her and Sean laid in his bed together. "I think Erik and your girl are still messing around. Look, I don't want to be in the middle of this shit. I'm only telling you so you can warn her. She needs to stay away from Erik. Brooke is fucking crazy. She pulled a gun on the last chick Erik fucked. I had to intervene so the poor girl ain't end up on Dateline" "Why do you think they're messing around?" Asia was rubbing baby oil into her skin. "I just think they are. I don't have no exact reason" "I'll talk to her" Asia tied her hair up and cut off the side lamp. "Cool. And leave my name out of it" ****** Shantel sat on Dro's couch with a blanket over her legs. She was holding her phone in her hands while watching Dro play Call of Duty. He was sitting on the opposite side of the couch with a headset on. Wearing only some basketball shorts that Shantel was sure he wasn't wearing draws, she couldn't keep her eyes off him. He was so perfect. She wanted to tell him about the incident with Erik but she didn't want to get blamed for it. She didn't ask for Erik to kiss her. She didn't want Erik to kiss her. But given their history, she assumed that it would be labeled as her fault. "You good, baby?" Dro glanced over at her then back at the game. Thumbs pressing down on the controller buttons. "Yea. Just tired" "You should go lay down. I'll be there in a minute" "I actually think I'm going to go back to my apartment and sleep" she stood up. "You sure? I can be quiet" "It's fine. Be as loud as you want. I'll see you tomorrow" She walked out without kissing him or saying goodbye. Dro paused the game in confusion but let her be. Back at Shantel's place, she shut the door and sat on the floor in front of it. She felt like she was betraying Dro by not saying anything and she didn't want Asia to judge her. She felt alone. Her phone vibrated in her hand and she lifted it up to see who it was.
You sleep? - Erik You got some fucking nerve texting me! - Shantel I wanted to apologize for earlier. Too much alcohol but I know it's not an excuse for pressing up on you like that. I'm really sorry - Erik I have nothing to say to you - Shantel I'm assuming you didn't tell Dro? - Erik Why do you care? - Shantel Take that as a no - Erik I'm assuming you didn't tell your baby mama - Shantel Hell naw - Erik What do you really want? - Shantel To apologize. That's it. And I wanted to invite you to a party tomorrow night. It's our release party. Since our single dropped and it's making the charts, I figured we could celebrate - Erik I'll think about it - Shantel See, me asking you was to be nice. But I'm not asking. The party is at 11. Be there at 12 and wear something sexy - Erik
****** "Baaaabe! Come to bed!" Brooke yelled from Eriks bedroom. Erik and Brooke lived separately but often spent the night at each other's crib for their son. Eriks son was two years old. His name was Elijah. At first, Erik didn't think Elijah was his since Brooke cheated but they got a dna test that proved he was. Brooke was dating someone but dropped him to be single and focus on her son. Of course she ran back to familiar dick and Erik was always available. They aren't "together" but Brooke made a rule that if they were fucking on the regular, neither could fuck other people. Erik "agreed". "Hold up!" Erik yelled back. He was in Elijah's room reading him a book. As Brooke sat in bed scrolling through her work emails, Eriks phone vibrated. It was normal for Brooke to answer his calls so this time was no different, in her mind. Except it was because it was a message from Shantel.
