I was feeling like the happiest man alive, as I drove to the casino after having my parents over. The confidence was brimming to the point where I had insisted on driving myself to work, instead of my men driving me. More than any other thing, I was thinking about the brief encounter between Tamika and my older brother who had been threatening to ruin the whole thing for us. She had warded him off so perfectly and so professionally, that I wished that I had caught the brief encounter on camera. It was quite amazing how just her words had shut him up. I just had to reward her with her phone. But then, I kept myself from thinking about her too much, as I believed that would become my greatest undoing. There were still a lot of things to do in those two years we would be together, and I would be ruining everything if I let my feelings get in the way.I took up my phone to check the GPS I had put on her to make sure that I hadn’t made the wrong decision by returning her phone to her. I
“All right... get yourself together, Tamika...” I said, psyching myself up for a few more moments, as I was about to turn on my phone. I was bracing myself for whatever it was that I would see there. But then, I was sure that it was bound to be nasty. There was probably a horde of messages from all sorts of people for me. Most of all, I was anxious to hear from my best friend and manager. Julia was probably worried sick about me, being unable to reach me after all those days, even after I had been trending all over the media.Just like I had predicted, I saw several missed calls and voicemails lined up waiting for me, of which Julia's was the most. I felt bad that I had made her that worried. She didn't deserve to go through all I had made her go through. It had all been because of my moment of carelessness. I carefully went through each voicemail from her, as I was bracing myself to read all the content that was flying around about me. That was going to be the last thing I would g
“Oh my...” Julia gasped in amazement, as she walked in through the front door. “You've been living in a mini paradise for the past couple of days.”“If that's how you want to put it...” I said, patiently walking her into the house that I was so proud of. Again, a part of me was wishing that all of this wasn't a lie. But then, I silenced that part of me by remembering the reason why I was doing all that in the first place. “Seems like all of this was just a perfect means to get you to move from the wrong man to the right one for you. I can almost see a script for this story.” Julia's cinematic mind was kicking in already, and that made me feel even more guilty than I had felt at first. The lies were just too perfect. “It's so nice seeing you again, Julia...” I took the conversation away from anything that had to do with the story, and that had my heart racing uncomfortably. Besides that, I wanted to end the meeting as quickly as I could, as I wouldn't want a collision between her an
“Who’s the beauty that she brought over?” Michael asked ecstatically, as we watched Tamika and her friend have their chat in the living room. “I still can’t believe this is the real Tamika Fisher right here in your living room.”I let his words breeze past me as I tried to bottle up the rage that was boiling up within me from Tamika’s defiance. Why would she bring someone over without saying a word to me? It seemed like she was already getting too comfortable. Perhaps it was the phone I had returned to her. “Why don’t we head over there and join them in the drinks?”“No…” I was almost unaware of how loud my voice had been when I let that out. Instantly, all eyes were on me, choking me with hot embarrassment. “I meant… no way, Michael.” The cover-up was even more shameful.“Are you all right?” Michael asked as he took a sip of his glass of cocktail. “You seem a bit tensed.”“Tensed? No, I’m not…” I said in subtle denial, as I tried calming myself with some cocktail. It was hard gettin
“Now, you’re being delusional…” I said to myself, as I drove at a slow steady space behind her car. Despite the possibility of her calling the cops on me, I persisted in following the trails that I believed she was leaving behind for me to follow.I had hurriedly left Dolph’s company as I had feared that I would never get the chance to run into the beauty that had captured my heart at first sight. There was no way I could go to Tamika for her number, as I thought that to be nothing but demeaning. I believed that I was on one of those journeys in which a man had to walk on his own without any assistance from anyone. “You’ve got this…” I muttered again to myself, as I kept a slow and steady pace. All through the journey, I was resisting the urge to just speed up to the side of her car, and just ask her her number. I just had to cling to my self-restraint as tightly as I could. I still had questions about how Dolph had been able to end up with the phenomenal Tamika Fisher. But then, I
“No... not again...” I was having yet another one of those Dolph dreams, where I was getting married to him. There were just too many things about that dream that threw me off, especially the fact that a part of me was beginning to enjoy the whole scenario.From my experience in relationship therapy, I could tell that getting married to Dolph was the dream of many girls. A young, wealthy, good-looking guy who just had it all. But then, the thought of getting married to him just happened to scare me. “It's all a for sacrifice your career,” I reminded myself, as I got out of bed. If I was planning to make a comeback, I had better begin making adjustments to the real Tamika Fisher. I had to return to my usual morning routines that made me who I was before Dolph would interrupt them rudely. There was no telling what he was going to be up to after yesterday's ordeal with Julia. Instantly, the phone buzzed, bringing me back to reality. It was Julia, and that had me wondering just why she
Waiting was one of the hardest tasks for me, and I didn't know why the stranger on the phone was putting me through it. “Eleven...” I winced as I took a glance at my watch. The bastard had told me to meet up with him by ten in that busy morning, at that busy cafeteria. My eyes were already rolling in my direction as I had been comfortably seated there for over an hour. I took up my phone to dial his number. But instead, I ran into a text Sara had sent me a couple of minutes ago. It was hard for me to explain what had happened to the both of us ever since I saw Tamika with that bastard. It almost felt like seeing her with another person made me realize just loved her and wanted her to be mine. That had made me suddenly lose all the interest I had in Sara.In our time together, I had thought that she would never be able to find any happiness from a source that wasn't me. But then, she had pulled off the rug from underneath my feet when I saw that she had moved on with Dolph. At the
Having my hands on those steering wheels had me wondering if that moment was happening to me there and then. Did Dolph just let me go? Without making a fuss?It still didn't make much sense to me. I was afraid that it had all been a setup for something terrible. But then, he didn't look like one who had the time to plan a prank or any unforeseen evil for me to fall into.Just when I wanted to drive off, I recalled that I was Tamika Fisher and that I was famous, and that entailed me having to disguise myself to comfortably appear in public. “Crap...” I sighed, as it all came to me in a flash. It meant I headed back into the house to get a proper disguise attire that would conceal me perfectly. That would mean having to run into Dolph yet again, and that was bound to be beyond awkward. But I had to do that or risk getting mobbed by the paparazzi and by fanatical fans as well. Perhaps haters too. The comments I'd read lately online had made me realize that I had way more haters than I