phone, and when I see that itâs Jaydah calling again I ignore the call. Iâll just deal with her when I get there.
It doesnât take me long to get it together, and before I leave the house, I call Ray to let him know I am okay and that I will be going out for a while. On my way out I grab a piece of toast and some coffee from the breakfast tray Ray brought up for me, and I am glad to see that the cleaning service we hired is putting my house back in order. After the festivities were over, it was way too much for me and Ray to try to get the place back in order by ourselves.
Forty-five minutes later I pull up to Jaydahâs condo. I sit in my car for a half hour, going back on forth on whether I should go in or not. I decide that the least I can do is give her some closure. I care about her, and I would hope that we can at least still be cool. At the very least, all she could do is dismiss me from her life.
One thing I keep repeating while I walk up to her door is that I am not going to give in and have sex with her. This meeting is about closure, nothing else.
I ring the bell, and within seconds Jaydah is at the door. Her eyes are bloodshot with heavy bags under them like she has been in tears all day. Knowing Jaydah, she probably was. Sheâs always been a damn crybaby. I donât really know what to say, and she saves me the embarrassment by just walking away and leaving the door open.
When I walk in I see that she is burning candles, and there is a gift box sitting on the kitchen table. It is a pleasant surprise, considering that she gave me a gift yesterday, but I ignore it, opting to cater to her instead. She is stretched out on her bed in a cute little silk kimono, and she is typing away on her laptop. I really feel bad at that moment because she had already told me that her next book was almost due, and here I am causing all kinds of mental blockage.
I sit next to her on the bed, and surprisingly she moves over so we donât make contact.
âWhat are you doing?â I ask, trying to get a feel on how much attitude she has. Shit, after I tell her we are through, she probably wonât have much rap for me anyway.
âI have an interview in the morning on The Steve Harvey Morning Show, and I was going over some interview questions my publicist sent over yesterday,â she says, not looking up from the screen.
â The Steve Harvey Morning Show ? That is great. I listen to him every morning!â
I was so excited for Jaydah. In only two short years sheâs managed to put out two novels, participate in five collaborations with other authors, and has made several bestseller lists. Thatâs a lot for an author to accomplish in that small amount of time, and she is truly getting the recognition she deserves.
âI know that, and when I told you about it a month ago, you told me you would go to New York with me for the interview. Guess you forgot,â she shoots back nonchalantly, like she doesnât even care anymore.
Itâs funny, because I remember that clear as day, and I sure did tell her I would go.
âJaydah, I am so sorry. I totally forgot. I could still go,â I plead with her, forgetting that I came over here to end it with her for good.
âDonât worry about it. I called Nevaeh this morning, and she was more than willing to go down onâI mean, go down there with me. I get a copy of the tape though, so Iâll make you one if youâd like.â She never takes her face from the screen. After that remark I am ready to fuck her up in here. I know she just didnât throw that Nevaeh bitch in my face, like I should feel threatened. Shit, I have a husband at home, I donât need this shit, but Iâll be damned if I will be replaced, especially by some wannabe model bitch.
âJaydah, I said I would go.â I come back with a lot more attitude in my voice this time around. It is enough to make her turn and look my
It doesnât take me long to get it together, and before I leave the house, I call Ray to let him know I am okay and that I will be going out for a while. On my way out I grab a piece of toast and some coffee from the breakfast tray Ray brought up for me, and I am glad to see that the cleaning service we hired is putting my house back in order. After the festivities were over, it was way too much for me and Ray to try to get the place back in order by ourselves.
Forty-five minutes later I pull up to Jaydahâs condo. I sit in my car for a half hour, going back on forth on whether I should go in or not. I decide that the least I can do is give her some closure. I care about her, and I would hope that we can at least still be cool. At the very least, all she could do is dismiss me from her life.
One thing I keep repeating while I walk up to her door is that I am not going to give in and have sex with her. This meeting is about closure, nothing else.
I ring the bell, and within seconds Jaydah is at the door. Her eyes are bloodshot with heavy bags under them like she has been in tears all day. Knowing Jaydah, she probably was. Sheâs always been a damn crybaby. I donât really know what to say, and she saves me the embarrassment by just walking away and leaving the door open.
When I walk in I see that she is burning candles, and there is a gift box sitting on the kitchen table. It is a pleasant surprise, considering that she gave me a gift yesterday, but I ignore it, opting to cater to her instead. She is stretched out on her bed in a cute little silk kimono, and she is typing away on her laptop. I really feel bad at that moment because she had already told me that her next book was almost due, and here I am causing all kinds of mental blockage.
I sit next to her on the bed, and surprisingly she moves over so we donât make contact.
âWhat are you doing?â I ask, trying to get a feel on how much attitude she has. Shit, after I tell her we are through, she probably wonât have much rap for me anyway.
âI have an interview in the morning on The Steve Harvey Morning Show, and I was going over some interview questions my publicist sent over yesterday,â she says, not looking up from the screen.
â The Steve Harvey Morning Show ? That is great. I listen to him every morning!â
I was so excited for Jaydah. In only two short years sheâs managed to put out two novels, participate in five collaborations with other authors, and has made several bestseller lists. Thatâs a lot for an author to accomplish in that small amount of time, and she is truly getting the recognition she deserves.
âI know that, and when I told you about it a month ago, you told me you would go to New York with me for the interview. Guess you forgot,â she shoots back nonchalantly, like she doesnât even care anymore.
Itâs funny, because I remember that clear as day, and I sure did tell her I would go.
âJaydah, I am so sorry. I totally forgot. I could still go,â I plead with her, forgetting that I came over here to end it with her for good.
âDonât worry about it. I called Nevaeh this morning, and she was more than willing to go down onâI mean, go down there with me. I get a copy of the tape though, so Iâll make you one if youâd like.â She never takes her face from the screen. After that remark I am ready to fuck her up in here. I know she just didnât throw that Nevaeh bitch in my face, like I should feel threatened. Shit, I have a husband at home, I donât need this shit, but Iâll be damned if I will be replaced, especially by some wannabe model bitch.
âJaydah, I said I would go.â I come back with a lot more attitude in my voice this time around. It is enough to make her turn and look my
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