Tank released the remix to ‘when we’ directed by singer/songwriter J Valentine and BenMac. The video displays Tank, Trey Songz and Ty Dolla $ign TT&T Auto Body workers ready to tune up these ladies to their desires… lol Love the video!
O: Can you describe yourself in three words?
T: I definitely can, I would have to say funny, happy and spiritual.
O: When did you first fall in love with screenwriting? Where did you get your inspiration from?
T: Oh screenwriting! You know what, I never fell in love with screenwriting (Chuckles) Im not a screenwriter.
O: I’m sorry! Online it says you wrote and produced ‘Victims of Circumstances’
T: I did write it…but I don’t consider myself a screenwriter to be honest with you. I have…you know what, I guess maybe I should take that back.
T: Now that you said it. I have written two scripts. So it hilarious that I just said that. Screenwriting I would have to say is not a passion of mine, but it is something I did do. I connected with a friend of mine. [We both came up with the ‘Victim of Circumstances’ idea because we were both from philly at the time] which was a short film. We just wanted to do something that gave back to the community. That’s actually how that happened. I guess it was more so of a piece that we wanted to put positive energy into the universe. For the city of Philadelphia…based on an incident that happened in philly…I did write a project called “Relation Trip” that I never even released. [People] don’t really know about that. That was something…I wrote years ago. Its so funny Charmaine’s on the line and she’s actually one of the people that was [my inspiration]. Now that I’m thinking about it, and that was from years ago…Do you remember that Charmaine?
C:I do Torri. You know what you just said it and [I’m thinking] SHIT! [that needs to go out] its funny! (giggling)
T: But I write my own comedy materials. I do get help with that, people get help with everything. I’ve definitely written sketches, but screenwriter (Thinking) I’ve only done two. I don’t necessarily know if that makes me a screenwriter. I’ve written but I don’t know if I’m a screenwriter.
O: You know what, I just found out that once you’ve touched it once, that’s what you do (Laughing)
T: Oh Okay!
O: Once you’ve touched it once, your a screenwriter. (Laughing)
T: Well I did write in final draft. So I know that much. I know you have to do the outline
O: When did you first launch your hair care line “Heavenly Hart” by Nzari and how has the business grown since then?
T: Well it actually launched last year in 2017. The end of July actually. It’s something that’s dear to me of course, because it was inspired by Heaven, my daughter. It’s really grown. For it to not even be a year old, and were already in stores in Atlanta, New York [and] on Amazon. We’re actually in the process right now of you getting into the stores in Los Angeles. So I would say that it’s really grown, at a great pace. Everything takes time. I’m in no rush for it to turn into a fortune 500 company, right away, but I do know that one day it will be and I’m looking forward to seeing that process, but right now, I would say it has grown at a good pace. I’m happy with the way [growth] right now.
O: What is something you would say to the younger generation about self-appreciation, when it comes to hair their hair?
T: You know, I would say be happy with what God gave you. Sometimes we envy, or we look at others. [We] wish we had what they have. Instead of embracing our own beauty and understand that you were made in God’s image. You were made to be exactly who you are. And nine times out of ten, the person that you’re envious of, they don’t even like what they have. I know growing up I used to want curly hair. My father has different hair than me. I used to love my dad’s hair because I thought it was beautiful. His sisters had a different texture, it was curly, and I like that but then I had to realize. As they got older, their hair started to thin out quicker than my hair texture. Not only that, I look back and say you know what, I’m appreciative of what God gave me. I do have thicker hair. My hair is not thinning in the middle and it is not doing stuff that [their hair is doing because they are getting older]. I would just have to say, appreciate what you got because the person you maybe envious of [may want what you have]. Just appreciate what God gave you. [Main Point]
O: Its funny you say that because I encounter a lot of people, even Caucasian people come up to me and say, “I wish I had curly hair”, because I can’t do anything with it.
T: And you know what’s so funny? that’s happened to me too. As Black Women we don’t realize the [amount] of [styles] we can do, and that’s why I say appreciate what you have. Really, we’re the ones changing the game, they mimic us. They do the braids, they do the weaves, they do things that we’re doing. We set the trend.
O: Did you enjoy being apart of the “Atlanta Exes” cast? Would you do reality television again?
T: I did, reality tv was fun for me and I would defiantly do reality tv again. Some people try to give reality tv a bad rep. I don’t see it as being a bad thing. I was able to launch a company from [it]. I was able to get product in Walmart and Kroger. It had a big impact because they did see me on TV. That’s how I was pitching my meeting, “Listen, I’m on television. I can make this product grow”. So, when that happened for me, I knew the power of reality TV. I also was able to help people out when I did reality TV. I was making a different type of money, I was able to hire different people and get them jobs. [That being said] if you look at anything, instead of [being focused] on the negatives and understand its just entertainment. You will have a different appreciation for it. I LOVE reality TV and I would be open to definitely doing [it again].
O: I agree! I’ve interviewed a far share of reality stars and as soon as the show airs it’s the third episode they launch so many things. They start nonprofits, Organizations, companies, and we don’t know that because that’s not what the TV show tells us. That [causing] people to have a negative image of it for whatever reason, and you don’t know the good things that their doing.
T: Yeah! You know reality TV, they love the drama, that drama is what keeps people tuned in. That’s like with any situation, you have the good and the bad. If you don’t have the bad, you won’t have the good. Like I said [before] its entertainment. A lot of people that watch reality TV are trying to forget about their boring Monday. Its like a soap opera. My mother and my grandmother use to watch the soaps. There would be Dynasty and all the other soap operas and that was the reality TV back in the day. Just entertainment. I think people get too caught up in it, its not that serious its just entertainment.
O: When did you know you wanted to be a comedian? And how is your first tour going?
T: Well I’ve actually been a comedian my entire life. I was always the one in the family entertaining my family. High school I got class clown, I was like “Wow is that how my classmates see me?”. I was always pranking the teachers. I was the one leading the mischief stuff that was going on. That was always my personality and my character. That’s why my classmates voted me the class clown. In high school I didn’t see it as a good thing cause I’m like “I’m not no clown” but now looking back, I’m like “Okay it makes sense”. I pretty much knew when I was seven years old I was going to be in the entertainment industry. I would tell my mom and dad, “I’m going to be in Hollywood. I’m going to be in movies. I’m going to be on tv I’m going to be a star”. [Me and my parents] were living in north Philadelphia. That wasn’t their world they would say, “Yeah whatever!”. They didn’t know the first thing about Hollywood. So when I would say stuff like that to them they would just say okay. I can tell you I’ve always known since I was a little girl, that my dreams and goals [were going to happen].
O: It funny you say that, because I tell my family the same thing. I’ve been writing screenplays for forever. There nothing else I can do. I don’t know if I’m good at anything else. The entertainment industry is me and I can’t see myself doing anything else.
T: And you have to stick to that. I didn’t have a plan B, I went to the military, but I don’t have a plan B. That’s it, I don’t have a college degree. I don’t have a skill other than entertainment, so this is what I now I’m supposed to be doing.
O: What advice would you give to young people trying to pursue a career in the entertainment industry?
T: The main thing it is not easy. Understand entertainment is not easy at all. The way that I did it, I would not recommend it. I would recommend going to school. Do training, at least, in what you want to do because everything I’ve been doing is self-taught. I took some classes, but I bought a whole lot of books and just read a lot. Which is my journey, that works for me but I would say [youth] coming up now, GO TO SCHOOL!…whether Harvard or Juilliard performing art school. Try to do a preforming arts school at least because I feel like that would have helped me. Would I change my journey? No, I would not! For the [younger] generation I would say make sure your getting some formal training.
O: Where do you see yourself in the next five years? And the next ten years?
T: I don’t know! I say this because I had my whole twenties planned out. I didn’t want to have my first kid until 35. I said my career [needs to be] on track. I’m going to be on a hit tv show. I’m going to have movies under my belt. I still wanted to be married. As soon as I hit 35, I’m going to take it slow. We were going to plan for a baby. When I tell you, I had…I thought I had everything planned out, figured out. But nothing went according to plan. Well looking back I’m like, how did I think that was going to happen when I was partying all the time. That wasn’t going to happen. My thirties is when I really started getting super super serious. I was taking classes in Hollywood, and I was studying with coaches. I would get parts [here and there]. Actually booked a few commercials, but I wasn’t as serious as I was once I got into my thirties. Now I’m so focused nothing can stop me. Were ever God leads me, I trust his journey. I trust that I’m on the right path. I will say I see myself very successful, but as far as is it on tv? Movies? I don’t know and I’m not putting pressure on myself. Sometimes you just have to let it unfold the ways it unfolds. I do know I will be successful, but I’m not exactly sure how…There’s goals and you can set goals for yourself. I will say this, I did set goals for myself. I set a goal to have a perfect twenty minute comedy set in six months. I’m already on track with that. Now what happens [after] that goal, I don’t know, but goals like that, you can set for yourself. To say I’m going to be a big movie star in five years…I don’t know. I can put that into the universe and hope for that but I’m okay with setting the goals for myself and working toward those things, and let everything else manifest the way its supposed to happen. God had put something in me, that I was born with. I don’t believe God would put that in me and not let me succeed. I don’t believe that at all.
O: What do you want your legacy to be?
T: More than anything she was always a positive person that uplifted people. There’s so many things I want to accomplish, that the world doesn’t know I want to do. Goals that I want to accomplish, and I don’t necessarily share those things, because I don’t think its time to share those things yet, but I will say every time I come in touch with someone, I try to leave a positive impression on those people. Someone feeling down I try to uplift them. I recently was in New York City doing stuff with Heavenly Heart. A lot of men came out and I was shocked [with the amount] of men that came out. I had conversations with men and one-man broke downing crying to me and I just started praying with this man. Started talking to him, lifting him just trying to let him see that the moment he’s in is temporary moment, you will get your happiness back. This is a temporary moment that you have to go through and you have to fight for what you want. I would just want people to look at me as [woman] that was positive and tried to uplift instead of being negative and breaking people.
O: Are you apart of or do you have your own nonprofit organization?
T: I actually have one with my sister. Its called SOAR and it stands for Starting Over Again Ready. Right now, we just haven’t been too active with it because of my schedule and her schedule but we have already created that. It’s a nonprofit that gives back to women. The vision we have for that is helping women that go through relationship issues to women starting to get back into the work force and there can be women that been married four times. They were married to someone that took care of everything and the relationship fell apart and now they don’t know where to turn to. So, that is something we have been doing. I do give back. I give back to organization, I give back to churches. I help a lot of people on the low. Some people go around saying they’re going to feed the homeless. I do it all the time its not a big deal. You would be surprised to the people that I have given back to. I don’t speak about it because I don’t think its necessary it [reflect] in my life meaning I’m doing something right. When it comes to SOAR people will know when its updated. I just don’t think right now is the time for that to be the main focus.
O: Is there anything going on that you would like you put fans to know about?
T: Right now, I’m on my “Bold and Boujee” tour with comedian Malek S. and we’re about to go on a five-city tour. I will be announcing that very soon. I’m going very hard with my comedy, I have films that are out right now on DVD in stores at Walmart, BestBuy. One is called “But Deliver Us From Evil” by director outside of Philadelphia Joshua Coates. [Cast Include] Eric Roberts, Pooch Hall, Alice Rose. The second film is a faith-based film that is very dear to my heart because allowed me to take real life emotions and put it into this character. Its called “Resolution Song” by director Antonio D. James. [This] film is actually out right now, on demand and in stores. [Cast include] Lester Speight, Ella Joyce, Kenneth Slocum. It’s a great piece and it actually Will Smiths company, Smith Media Global is the distribution company behind that. That’s a project I’m proud of. Eventually their work on getting it on television and other places as well.
Outstanding Actress In Motion Picture – OCTAVIA SPENCER (Gifted)Outstanding Actor In Comedy Series -ANTHONY ANDERSON (Black-ish)Outstanding Actress In Drama Series – TARAJI. P HENSON (Empire) Outstanding Actress In Comedy Series – TRACEE ELLIS ROSS (Black-ish)
Outstanding Actor In Drama Series – OMARI HARDWICK (Power)
Outstanding Comedy Series – Black-ish
Chairman Award – WILLIAM LUCY
Outstanding Documentary (Television) – “THE 44th PRESIDENT: IN HIS OWN WORDS”
Outstanding Television Movie, Limited-Series or Dramatic Special – The New Edition Story
Outstanding Talk Series – The Real
Outstanding Writing In Motion Picture (Film) – JORDAN PEELE (Get Out)
Outstanding New Artist – SZA
Outstanding Directing In A Dramatic Series – CARL FRANKLIN (13 Reasons Why)
Outstanding Supporting Actor In A Drama Series – JOE MORTON (Scandal)
Outstanding Supporting Actor In A Comedy Series – JAY ELLIS (Insecure)
Outstanding Jazz Album – SOMI (Afrique)
Outstanding Supporting Actress In Comedy Series – MARSAI MARTIN (Black-ish)
Outstanding Performance By A Youth (Series, special, Television Movie, or Limited-Series) – CALEB MCLAUGHLIN
Outstanding Female Artist – MARY J. BLIGE
Outstanding Children’s Program – DOC MCSTUFFINS
Outstanding Supporting Actress In A Motion Picture – TIFFANY HADDISH (Girl’s Trip)
Outstanding Directing In A Television Movie Or Special – ALLEN HUGHES (The Defiant Ones)
Outstanding Supporting Actor In A Motion Picture – IDRIS ELBA (Thor: Ragnarok)
Outstanding Host In A Talk Or News/Information (Series or Special) – Individual Or Ensemble – ROLAND MARTIN
Outstanding Independent Motion Picture – Detroit
Outstanding Reality Program/Reality Competition – THE MANNS
Outstanding Literary Work – CHILDREN – LITTLE LEADERS: BOLD WOMEN IN BLACK HISTORY
Outstanding Supporting Actress In Drama Series – NATURI NAUGHTON (Power)
Outstanding Director In A Motion Picture – JORDAN PEELE (Get Out)
Outstanding Writing In A Drama Series – GINA PRINCE- BYTHEWOOD (Shots Fired)
Outstanding News/Information (Series or Special) – Unsung
Outstanding Literacy Work – Poetry – INCENDIARY ART: POEMS – PATRICIA SMITH
Outstanding Variety Or Game Show (Series or Special) – LIP SYNC BATTLE
Outstanding Gospel/Christian Album (Traditional or Contemporary) – GREENLEAF SOUNDTRACK
Outstanding Writing In A Comedy Series – JANINE BARROIS (Claws – Batsh*t)
Outstanding Literacy Work – Debut Author – STEPHANIE POWELL WATTS (No One Is Coming To Save Us)
Outstanding Host In A Reality Competition, Game Show Or Variety (Series or Special) – Individual or Ensemble – LL COOL J (lip sync battle)
Outstanding Literacy Work – Fiction – THE ANNOTATED AFRICAN AMERICAN FOLKTALE
Outstanding Directing In A Comedy Series – ANTON CROPPER (Black-ish)
Outstanding Character VoiceOver Performance (Television or Film) – TIFFANY HADDISH (Legends Of Chamberlain Heights)
Outstanding Documentary (FILM) – STEP
Outstanding Song (Traditional) – BRUNO MARS (That’s What I Like)
Outstanding Actor In A Television Movie, Limited-Series Or Dramatic Special – IDRIS ELBA (Guerrilla)
Outstanding Music Video/Visual Album – BRUNO MARS (That’s What I Like)
Outstanding Literacy Work – Youth/Teens – CLAYTON BYRD GOES UNDERGROUND
Outstanding Writer In A Television Movie Or Special – ABDUL WILLIAMS (The New Edition Story)
Outstanding Literacy Work (Biography/Autobiography) – BEING MS.BURTON FROM PRISON TO RECOVERY TO LEADING THE FIGHT FOR INCARCERATED WOMEN
Outstanding Album – DAMN (Kendrick Lamar)
Outstanding Actress In A Television Movie, Limited-Series Or Dramatic Special – QUEEN LATIFAH (Flint)
Outstanding Literacy Work (Nonfiction) – DEFINED MOMENTS IN BLACK HISTORY: READING BETWEEN THE LINES
Outstanding Literacy Work (Instructional) – THE AWAKEN WOMAN: REMEMBERING AND REIGNING OUR SACRED DREAMS
Outstanding Male Artist – BRUNO MARS
Outstanding Duo, Group Or Collection – KENDRICK LAMAR FT. RIHANNA – Loyalty
Outstanding Song – Contemporary – Humble (Kendrick Lamar)
After my altercation with Omar, I now know, it is time for me to get away. I pack my bags and head straight to the airport. Back home is the best place for me right now, I ran away for a long time, but it seems to always give me relief when I go back. Not permanently, but to clear my head. My destination is Los Angeles California. There, I have a different life. One that I tried so hard to escape. Sometimes it’s just good to see your loved ones, to remind you of the importance in life. Although I won’t be spending, too much time there, I still want to see them. I plan to stay at the Lorder Hotel, for about a month. I could just go to the apartment that I have there. This is the one place Omar, can never seem to pinpoint me unless, I was staying with my parents.
I head to the hotel and check in. I don’t have to do much, because of my family. They’re just always glad to have me stay there. That’s why they allow me to use a different surname. All to ensure I can keep some form of privacy. Now that I’m thinking about it, that’s probably the reason Omar can never find me. The manager at the hotel is super sweet, and really makes a girl feel welcomed. Once I check in, I go to my room and take a long hot shower. As I’m standing in the shower for a bit, the phone starts to ring. After I ignore the first two rings, it continues. Irritated I turn off the water, step out of the shower, and dry off while heading to the phone. When I pick it up, the voice on the other end says in an accusatory tone, “when were you going to tell me you’re in town?”
Rolling my eyes, as I look at the phone, “Mom I literally just landed, how do you even know I’m here?”
My mother replies, “As smart as you are, sometimes I feel like I dropped you on your head at some point. Who’s paying for your hotel?”
“Goodbye mom”, I say as I get ready to hang up the phone.
“No, I’m sorry sweetheart”, she says in time to stop me from pressing the end button. Putting the phone back to my ear, hearing the silence, she knows that she can continue, “Your father and I want you to come over for dinner. I’m making all of your favorites.”
“You didn’t even know, I was coming. How are you making all my favorites?”, I ask crossing my arms awaiting her clever response.
“I just had Lora go to the store, to buy all your favorite foods. Even though, I wish you would stay here, instead of going to one of those hotels”, she says disappointed. “Do you know how embarrassing it is, to have the manager of one hotel that you donate to, call you and say that your daughter is staying there?”
“No mom, I don’t know…tell me how embarrassing it is?”, I say waiting for her to respond.
“Sorry sweetheart, I’m just saying”, she says trying to make herself sound sincere continuing, “And your brother misses you, he really wants to see you.”
“That’s funny because, I haven’t gotten a phone call from him ever”, I say sarcastically.
“Who’s the oldest sibling? I think you should be calling him”, she states. This is the moment where my mom tries to make me feel bad, for not being the big sister that they expect me to be.
“Here we go again, bye mom”, I throw my hands up, and shake my head.
“Will I be seeing you tonight?”, my mother asked right before ending our lovely conversation.
“Yes mother, I’ll come tonight for dinner”, I respond trying to get her off the phone.
“Now was that so hard, love you sweetheart see you later”, she says.
I’m upset the manager called my mother. That’s never happened before. Which must mean that my mother, has been searching for me for a while, and has everyone on the lookout. I hate when she does things like this. This is why I moved to New York, in the first place, to get away from all this. To start my own life, and make my own money, and do what I want to do.
I get dressed and head out on the town. My first destination is to my friend Dana, owner of Dana’s diner. Originally owned by her parents, was handed down to her when she graduated college. At first, they started off with only one diner but now she managed to expand the business to four different locations. One in San Diego, San Francisco, San Jose, and Los Angeles. The diner, named after Dana herself is well known to be the haven for celebrities to get a quick bite. It’s also known for catering exclusive events. If you ask anyone in California, they must know about Dana’s.
My father was in the military for Twenty years. Once he got out, my parents used all the funds they’ve saved and put it into their dream, a PR company. Just like Dana, I was supposed to take control of my parents’ business, but I have different plans. My parents are well known in the entertainment industry for PR in consulting work. In the beginning they started off small, with just a few clients. Then they got their big break when they worked with Jay Z. After that, business started booming for them. Their life became everything they’ve hoped for, but I had no interest in taking over the business, its boring to me. I know many people would consider working with celebrities an honor but, I’ve been around it my whole life. I can’t see myself doing this, for the rest of my life. My decision has brought them so much anger, to know that I did everything in my power to steer away from the family business. Although in my eyes, it shouldn’t be that big of a deal because, I’m adopted. My younger brother however, is their biological child. I know, I shouldn’t say it like that but, I think he deserves to have the business more than I do, and if you ask him, I guarantee he would say the same thing.
Once I arrive at what I knew to be the diner, I recognized nothing. The only marker left to show me that, I was in the right place sat on top of the storefront. There it is, “Dana’s” written in big letters. Definitely not the old storefront, that I’m used to, a brand new one with cursive italic words. A smile appears on my face when I look at the sign, then I walk into the diner and look around. To see a brand new renovated restaurant. It was bright and lively, with all the bodies that sat inside. I still feel the same energy as before. but with a more modernized feel. I had no doubt that Dana would, make this place her own, and that’s exactly what she did. I’m so proud of her. I spoke to her assistant earlier this morning, and she told me that Dana would possibly be at the Los Angeles location, for meetings. Although she has other locations, Los Angeles is home to her, so that’s where her office remains.
Walking to the main counter, where there is a young blonde girl taking orders, over the phone. When she spots me, she smiles and I could see her mouth saying, ” give me a minute”. I smile at her, indicating for her to take her time. I sat down on the first stool I spotted, patiently awaiting her assistance. As I get comfortable, looking around I’m drawn to the menu on the table. Looking through the menu, I see triple the amount of entrées that were once available for customers. Just reading through the menu, begins to make me hungry. Dana is definitely doing her thing with these diners. My eyes are glued to the menu, I hear the sound of heels clicking on the floor, getting closer. I look to put a face to the noise. As I look up I see Dana talking to one of her employees, close to the kitchen area. I quickly put down the menu and hop up off of the stool. Walking over to her, where her back is facing me and I interrupt, ” excuse me ma’am
Dana stops and turns around. Before she could speak a smile appears on her face, and she hugs me tight, “OMG, What are you doing here?”, she says before letting me go.
” I just thought it was time, to come home for a little bit.”
” yeah?! I know what that means, there’s way more to the story than that”, she says crossing her arms.
I don’t respond, I just put my head down and cover my face with my left hand. I can never lie to her. That’s when she says, ” don’t worry about it we have enough time to get into the details”, she then looks back at her employee and says, “James we’ll finish this later”, he nodded his head and walks away then she turn back to me and continues, “OK so how are you?”
“I’m not sure I’m as good as you’re doing”, I say as I look around the diner smiling
“Oh you mean this old place, I only did a few renovations”, she says.
She guides us to sit in a booth that is across from where we are standing. As we sit down she looks at me for a few moments before speaking again, “I can’t believe you’re actually here”.
I think when I moved, the person that took it the hardest was Dana. Although she didn’t verbally tell me exactly how she felt. I knew that me moving was going to strongly impact her life. As I said before we did everything together, she was my backbone. She knew everything that was going on in my household and she knew how I felt. She never judged me or made me feel like less of a person, she was always there for me. As I sit down looking in her eyes, and she just stares back at me. I can see the happiness but I can also see the hurt in her eyes. I know I’d love to say, Victoria’s my best friend, but while I’m sitting here with Dana, I realize that this is going to remind me, of what a best friend really is. No secrets, no lies, just loyalty and love. I reach out and hold Dana’s hands, ” I needed to get away from the New York life, it was draining me.”
“I can imagine.”
“It Just feels good to be back here, with my real family.”
“So you know what this means right?”
“Oh yes! It’s been forever since we partied together and tonight is the night”, she said before she continues, ” I already have a table, with a few ladies. I would love for you to join us. I take that back you will be joining us”, she said demanding.
“Oh I should’ve been prepared for this.”
” I agree, but we still have time to get you out of it”, she said before she popped up from the table then saying, “I have a lot of meetings to do today, so I gotta go. But I will see you at 10.”
After leaving the diner, I drove around LA, for a bit before heading to my parents house. Entering into the compound, I knew that I would have to become a different person. Those few moments slowly dragging by as I park my car in front of my parents house. This is what people call anxiety at its best. I have no idea why This happens to me every time I go home. Taking a few moments to collect my thoughts, then getting out of the car. As I look around, everything looks exactly the same way I left it. I guess mom wanted everything to remain the same. As I’m reconnecting with the environment, I hear the front door open, turning around I spot my brother Jordan, standing at the double doors. Before actually walking up to him, we look at one another for a few moments in silence. Until he finally broke his intimidating frown, and walk down the steps to hug me.
“What made you, decide to come back home?”, he says before letting go of me.
“I’m not coming back home, I’m just visiting.”
“However you want to say it, what made you decide to visit us?”
“I thought it was well overdue.”
“I could’ve told you that”, he says walking back up the steps to the front door, then turning back at me to say, “are you just gonna stand there, or are you going to come in the house? You’re not a stranger”. I don’t respond I just follow behind him, into the house closing the door behind myself.
Our huge chandelier, hung from the ceiling, as bright as can be. The steps meet like a bridge, from both ends of the wall. Beneath it was a walkway giving access to the kitchen. The floor and steps are marble and the walls are painted tan. My mother is all about elegance, everything in our house, is made to perfection for the eyes of our viewers. My mother was a woman of class and opinion. As opinionated as she is, she made sure her house was always setting the standard, for any possible guest that may be passing through. I continue walking into the house, making my way to the kitchen, where everyone is standing around the table. As I entered the room, all eyes turn to me. My father eventually pulls out the seat next to him, indicating for me to come sit down. I smile and walk over to the seat, gently sitting down and looking back at him. He smiles as he pushes my chair in. Sitting down next to me, as he looks at my mother who is sitting directly across from him, though i was so close to her, I wouldn’t look directly into my mother’s eyes. We all were around the table, staring at one another. This is the norm in my house, everything is always completely awkward until someone breaks the silence. Multiple times than none, it’s my father. For some reason he actually believes he’s funny, although super corny it’s just what we need, to get the family talking.
“So Christina, i hear you’re popping in the streets these days?”
I slowly turn my head to make direct eye contact, “what?”
“What’s Poppin?!” my dad says, hoping to get a laugh out of someone.
“Dad no”, I reply, but he just looks at me as if he did nothing wrong, that’s when I continue, “please don’t say that again”. He’s still looking at me wondering why. My brother, just shakes his head, and grinned the entire time.
“Can someone just say grace, so that I can start eating please?”, mother said with a complete attitude.
“I’ll Say grace”, Jordan says smiling as he puts his hand out for my parents to hold them. My father displayed a great smile as he placed his left hand, on top of my brothers right hand. My mother gracefully smiled and placed her hand upon my brothers right hand, and held it tight. I followed up and held both my mother, and my father’s hand. Together we are binded, and sharing this moment to acknowledge Christ, and what he means to us. We slowly followed up with, the bowing of our heads and closing our eyes. A few moments pass, and my brother begins praying, “heavenly father, we thank you for allowing us to be together again. For my sister to come back home and have dinner with us, like old times. Heavenly father I pray we enjoy our meal and thank our mother for the wonderful job she did with the food. Amen”. We all repeat Amen, before opening our eyes.
“Thank you son, for blessing the food, Now let’s dig in”, my mother says proudly.
As the food is being distributed, my mother took no time to begin her interrogation, “So, what’s the real reason for this reunion?”
“There wasn’t supposed to be a reunion, but you insisted that I come over here. So technically that’s the real reason for the reunion.”
“You will watch your tone when your in this house”, my father interjected as he pointed his fork in my direction, ” do you understand me?”
“Yes, I understand.”
After we got through our awkward stage, we had a nice family dinner. We laugh, joke, and talk about all the things that I’ve missed while I haven’t been around. My father wants to hear about everything that I’ve been doing in New York. My mother acting as if she’s engaged, but try to hold back her obnoxious comments. My brother asking question after question is if he just found his best friend. I’m glad we could sit down and have this amazing meal together, but the truth is always the same. After dinner I head to what was my old bedroom. Everything looks exactly the same. I take a shower, to get ready for my interesting night with Dana.
I put the finishing touches to my outfit, looking at myself in the mirror, and smiling at what I see. I’m wearing a, long sleeve, tight fitted, one piece suit made of metallic silver. I could see every curve in the mirror. I topped it with my favorite black stiletto heels. My hair is pinned up in a neat bun, accentuating my bone structure. I added an elegant pearl earring.
The next thing I know, Dana barges in my room, making a grand entrance, ” The queen has arrived”. She takes one look at me, begins yelling out as she skips over to me, ” that’s my best friend, that’s my best friend, you betta”, she said as she walked around me clapping. She knows exactly what to say to give me hyped up. As I listen to her chanting and clapping, I start dancing and twerking in front of her. She says laughing, ” I swear we think alike”, I say as I look her up and down. She’s wearing an all black long sleeve one piece.
As we stepped outside, still laughing, I see an all black Escalade sitting in front of the door, with a man in a suit waiting with his hands folded. We stepped down the steps and straight into the black vehicle.
I’m very surprised to see that Dana had a driver, she was always the type to want to driver self around. I guess a lot has changed since I’ve left, hopefully for the better. The drive to the club, didn’t have much talking. Dana just kept pouring champagne and drinking, bump into the music. I won’t lie, I took a few sips of champagne and vibe to the music, but I was more worried about what I was going to see once I got into the club. When we pulled up to the front of the club, the driver open the door for us. I smiled at him as I got out and Dana followed. There was tight rope on two sides, leading to the entrance way by the red carpet. On the side there are lines wrapped around the building with people waiting to get in. As usual we just step to the front, Dana hugs the bouncer before both of us walk in. As we step into the club, it’s full wall-to-wall people. A young lady that works there, guides Dana and I to our table. The table is sort of, in front of the stage but secluded from the rest of the club. The young lady moves the tight rope for us to sit down. Already at the table there were about four women. I have never met anyone of these ladies before. When they saw Dana’s face, they all got excited and rushed up to hug her. I just found a comfortable seat and sat down, while Dana interacted with her associates. As I’m pouring myself some champagne, Dana introduces her associates to me. I smile and nod my head as if I’m totally interested, in meeting them.
“Hi! Dana talks about you all the time”, One of the young lady says and she hugs me tight. I’m a little thrown off by her enthusiasm. The other young lady follows up and hugs me also, but doesn’t say anything but smile. Where the hell did Dana find these, goofy ass girls. They’re cute, but nothing about them really stands out to me. After the introduction, I make my way to the dance floor. On my third glass of champagne it begins to kick in. I began dancing my life away, that’s when I noticed an attractive male staring at me as I dance. I know, I said that I wouldn’t focus on men while in LA, but the way he staring at me, makes me want to rethink things a bit. I break eye contact with him and get Dana’s attention to join me on the dance floor, but she was preoccupied with some other guy. I can’t fully make out what he looks like. After spending a few moments trying to get her attention, I decided to walk over to her to realize that she’s talking to my brother Jordan. I’m a bit confused, because Jordan was in the house when I left. When did he have time to get ready? And why is Dana and him so close to one another? A bunch of thoughts begin roaming through my head.
As I approach them, I simply ask, ” Jordan what the hell are you doing here?”
He turns around with the irritating smile he always gives me, “The same reason you’re here”
“I’m here, because my best friend…”, I say with an attitude. But as I repeat the words back to myself, I realize something didn’t seem right. I turn to Dana and ask her, ” what is he doing here?”
“To party, like the rest of us”, she says naïvely”
As I attempt to interrogate them some more. A man reaches from behind me, and grab the champagne bottle. Due to my irritation, with my brother already being here. I’m not ready to have anyone that close to me. As I turn around to give him a piece of my mind, I realize it’s the man that was staring at me on the dance floor. For some reason in that moment, the words couldn’t fully come out. I just began blushing, like a little girl. He says nothing, just pours the champagne, while staring at me. He smiles as he hands me the glass, reaching over me once more, to grab another, then pours it directly in front of me. Putting down the champagne bottle and holding up our glass, we clinch our glass together. He nods his head and smiles, then takes a sip of champagne. Throughout our entire interaction, he says nothing, just looks at me with that smile. I don’t know, what came over me. I lean in and kiss him, lasting for a A few moments, I step back in shock of my behavior. I can tell in his eyes, that he was just as surprised. He just picks up his glass, and takes another sip. I’m not sure why he’s not talking, but the silence is doing something to me. I enjoy the rest of the night. I’m glad, that I came out with Dana. Although I’m still skeptical about her and Jordan.
The next morning, I wake up with my head pounding. Should’ve known, this is how I’m going to feel, after my third drink. When things in the room became blurry, I didn’t stop, just kept on going. Drinking with an attractive man, that I’ve yet to get his name. The way I behaved last night, is unlike anything that I’ve done before. With escorting, I never have to do much, but be there and smile. Last night I put forth effort, to impress this man. Why? I still don’t have the answer. Attempting to get up a few times, but my body will not allow me to. As I lay in the bed staring at the ceiling, I reach over to the side table, picking up the phone then I press 9, to call the front desk. The phone rings a couple times before someone answers, “Hello, my name is Seth. This is the front desk, how may I help you?”, says the voice on the other end. Still laying in the same position, I say, “Can I get a vegetable omelet, with toast and coffee please…to room 56”. The man says politely, “No problem, it will be up to you shortly”.
“Thank you”, I say before hanging up the phone. Staring at the wall once again, finally force myself to get up. Slowly leaning up to sit at the edge of the bed. Taking a couple of deep breaths, then going to the bathroom. Turning on the warm water, I undress, it takes me forever to finally get my clothes off. Then step into the shower, one foot at a time. Standing underneath the shower for a while, feels amazing. When I begin to feel myself fall asleep, I quickly wash myself up and step out the shower. Grab the robe I have hanging on the bathroom door. While in the bedroom, I begin to lather myself with my scented lotion. I hear a knock at the door. Finishing up my lathering, I head to the door. When I open it, there is a male standing in front of me, with a cart. Stepping aside to indicate for him to come in, he roles the cart into the room, stopping midpoint and turns back to look at me.
“Is there something else I can help you with?”, he says to me with a smile.
“No! That will be all”, I reply with a smile.
He nods his head and says, “Okay! Have a good day”. Then walks out of the room.
“You too”, I say as I close the door behind him.
Later, I decide to meet with Dana at her diner. Once I step into the diner, I realize that the diner is packed. I look around for a moment, trying to find a table to sit at. I notice my brother in the back of the diner, sitting at a booth. As I make my way over to him, I realize he’s sitting with someone else. I can’t make out the persons face. Once I get close enough, I realize it’s the guy from last night. I instantly feel a rush going through my body. I don’t want him to see me, I embarrassed myself during our last encounter. How is he going to look at me? All the thoughts roll through my mind at the same time, that I don’t realize that I have made it to their table.
Jordan looks at me confused, “Wassup?”
“I could ask you the same thing”, I say with my hand on my hips.
Jordan interjects with confidence, “This is our spot, remember you have been gone for a while.”
I reply, “Well I’m back now so…”
I look over at this handsome male, who is now staring at me, like he did on the dance floor. I try hard to be cute, then I smile at him, “I’m sorry, I don’t think we formally introduced ourselves”
“I’m Michael”, he says in the most pleasant voice.
“Christina”, I say moments after him. I then ask him, “Are you friends with my younger brother?”
“Yeah! He’s aight”, he replies.
“How old are you?”, I ask.
“Not as young as you maybe thinking”, he says smiling.
We both are playing this attention game. He won’t give in and I won’t either. I can stare at him all day. He has a natural swag, that I can’t put in exact words. Dana comes from her office and joins us at the booth.
“You made it! How you feeling?”, she ask me giggling.
“Im okay now”, I say with a slight grin. As my memory begins to come back to me, I try to interrogate Dana again, “Why were you and Jordan so close to one another, last night?”. I can tell everyone at the table wants to ignore me, but I continue, “I don’t get why you two were so intimate”. Jordan gets irritated with all my question, that he interrupts the conversation to say, “Dana’s my girl”, he then grabs her by the waist and smiles. Dana quickly pushes away from him and says, “not here”, she starts looking around to make sure no one is looking.
“Im sorry, did you say your girl?”, I ask calmly.
Jordan smiles and looks at Dana. Dana won’t even look at me.
“Eeeewwwwww!!! When did this happen?”, I ask Dana.
“I don’t know, a while”, Dana says trying to play it off.
At this point I’m boiling, suddenly Michael grabs my hand and say, “Let’s get out of here”. We both make our way out of the restaurant, and into Michael’s car that is waiting outside.
TO BE CONTINUED…
FAN FICTION!!!!! 💋
Domonique From OnPointCelebz interviewed Cristen Metoyer, to get to know her more as a person. Ms. Metoyer is known, for being on the hit show “basketball wives” on VH1. She is currently dating basketball player Joe Crawford. During the show we find out that, she and Joe have a young daughter together. They are in a committed relationship, and hope this sealed the deal soon. Through out learning all of this, we still never learned about Cristen as an individual person. So we conducted an interview, to help solve any unanswered questions people may have about her. Personally, I enjoyed watching her on the show, and absolutely love what I learned about her. Throughout her interview, she was really sweet and attentive. Below, is the full interview. I hope you’ll enjoy it, just as much as I have. MuaH!!! 💋💋💋
P.s. This interview was done, a little while ago.
Where did you grow up? Where is your hometown? I grew up in LA. I actually grew up in West LA and Valencia California. And my hometown, i’m back-and-forth, I own a house in Detroit, well Michigan and out here in LA.
How did you meet Joe Crawford? We met through mutual friends. I was out with my sister, she was meeting up with one of his teammates. We didn’t know that we were actually with the same party, and we randomly started talking to one another. And that’s it!
How did you get into the basketball wife cast? Originally, to tell you the truth I’m a really private person. So when it was brought to us, it was brought to us through Asia. They had approached her on it and she said [to my other sister and I], “ I don’t want to do it by myself, Will you guys do with me?”. I told her yeah, I I will go on as your sister. Of course for the moral support. I have your back, and that’s all that really came about.
Do you think that the show, has had a positive or a negative impact on your career? To tell you the truth, it wasn’t negative in anyway. The only negative is the fact that, me and my sisters had a big falling out because of the show. Its actually been really positive. I’ve actually had the chance to inspire women, that are insecure with certain things about them self. To say fuck it, and just embrace everything about them. And if you want to change whatever it is, if you work hard enough you can do it. [Also] I look like a crybaby on the show… I am really sweet, but every time I check someone they didn’t [film] it. Me and the stylus had exchanged words and they didn’t [film] it. [I just said] well, I guess on the sweetheart next-door.
Do you have any business ventures, that hasn’t been released to the public yet? I’m actually a photographer, so I’m used to being on the other end of the camera, instead of in front of it. That’s my career that’s what I do. That’s what I was doing before I that on the show.
Did you start off with photography? And you realize that was your passion? I grew up, and a family of photographers. So I’ve been around in my whole life. I’ve always been the kid, that when everyone would go outside to play, I was curious to see how the camera works. The different lenses, I was a kid I went in a dark room. I took photography when I was in school, then I really put my all into it. I had a camera already, and I would do little shots by myself. Then one day he bought me a professional camera, and it took off from there.
Do you do photography for certain people? I’ve done it for a few socialites. I’ve done a lot of work in Israel. I do parties, I do events, weddings. I pretty much do it all.
How do you get involved in Israel, with your photography? Because of Joe, the city that we were in. Whatever he wanted or we wanted they gave it to us. There were a couple of restaurants that will turn into clubs. We were really close with the owners, so I will come and shoot [during that time]. That’s how, that Open doors for me.
Do you have interest in being a part of the entertainment industry, Apart from the show? I wouldn’t mind, my boyfriend always says you should’ve been an actor, because you’re a drama queen. He always says I’m good at acting. I wouldn’t mind television, I’m too short for modeling I have too much body.
Where do you see yourself in the next five years and the next 10 years?
Hopefully, in the next year I’ll be married. [Also] oh well known photographer in the states at least. Probably have another kid. I really throw myself into my work, I really just want to be known for my artistic side. There so many layers to me with that.
Could you see yourself doing another season of basketball wives?
Yes, just for my redemption. Just to say first of all ladies I can dress. I’m not no goddamn crybaby. No one will walk over me, this season. I wouldn’t mind, because the ladies were actually really nice. They were really warm and welcoming, so I wouldn’t mind giving it another round.
What do you want your legacy to be?
I just want to be a real inspiration to my daughter. For her to know, no matter what he can accomplish anything. That she sets her mind to. I want to be known as one of those people that went out and did it, that it done, and help other achieve the same goals. I want to be known as the person that always gave back.
I know it’s absolutely ridiculous, that I can even be upset with him. I’m pissed off with the both of them. I don’t have a good reason but I am. Victoria standings in front of me telling me all this and she wants me to be happy. Why exactly would I be happy? Then again she doesn’t even know. I wonder if I should tell her? But if I tell her would she think different of me? She would probably call me a liar and a backstabber. I don’t know if she would ever trust me again.
“Christina are you even listening to me?”, Victoria asks as she snaps her finger in my face. I quickly snap back to the conversation, “My bad I was thinking about something else”. She shook her head and drops herself onto the couch, “Well can you please come back to earth, because I really need your help to make a decision”. This is the most interesting thing I’ve ever heard in my life. She wants me to help her make a decision, on whether she should move in with my man. I have no right to say my man but that’s the way it has always been. “Okay, do you really want to move in with him?”. Victoria is silent for a second before actually responding to me, “I think I do. I don’t know what it is, about him he makes me feel different. I wasn’t looking to feel anything but I do. I don’t want to make a dumb mistake but he’s pulling in every word. I’ve never been so valuable to anyone. Christina you don’t even understand, this shit got me twisted. Embarrassing for me to say out loud”.
She said this shit got her twisted, This shit got me twisted. Victoria is a woman, who doesn’t fall for anyone. Has now fallen in love with Omar. I really wish this is a joke she’s playing.
“Damnit Christina, are you even listening to me? Every time that you’re complaining about Trey, I listen. Even when I think what you’re saying is dumb, I still listen. Now I’m dealing with this shit and you keep tuning out. I find that very disrespectful”, she says that she gets up off the couch and stands directly in front of me.
“I promise you I’m not doing it intentionally, but I have a lot going on right now. I promise I’m listening”, I said trying to convince her continuing, “If you feel like that’s the best decision for you, then follow your heart. Don’t do it with the intention that you’re going to get something out of it. Just be genuine”. My began phone ringing. When I look at the screen, a smile appeared on my face. I quickly pick up the phone and respond with complete excitement, “Hey what’s up?”. The voice on the other end of the phone spoke, “I was just thinking about you and thought I’d call. I miss you already, maybe I overreacted maybe we can figure something out”. I’m listening to him speak smiling inside, then I look over at Victoria and a smile appears on my face, again. I then respond, “Oh really, that sounds great but I can’t talk right now. Victoria is over here giving me the best news”. The voice on the other end of the phone didn’t speak again. There’s silence on the phone for a couple seconds before I respond, “You too bye”. I’m laughing inside because I know what happens next. Omar is going to show up at my house. He’s going to try to convince me that what I have been told is far from the truth. He’s going to beg me to forgive him. I’ve played this game so many times and I’m ready for it this time.
“Who was that?”, Victoria ask as she flips through her phone. I just put my phone down and respond, “ my nosy ass cousin, that girl is so annoying”. Victoria looks up at me, “Your mother’s sisters daughter?”. I just quickly respond, “Yeah that one”.
“Back to what I was saying, should I do it?”, Victoria asks again. I know she only wants to hear one answer so I just tell her what she wants to hear, “Of course you should move in with him”. She jumps up off the couch and hug me ridiculously tight, “I knew you would give me the best advice”, she said as she grabs her things and run out of the front door.
After she leaves, I went in the bathroom to take a long hot shower. As I’m standing underneath the scorching hot water. I begin to think about everything that’s going on. The fog from the hot water fills the entire bathroom. All the pain I’ve been feeling isn’t in my control, but being underneath the hot water is all I can control. I stand there close to what seems like an hour, crying my eyes out. All of this doesn’t seem fair. Im always tried to play my cards right, I always try to be a good person but things, of this nature, always happens to me. After giving myself time from all the crying. I finally shut the water off and step out of the tub. I made my way to my bedroom and underneath my sheets. I toss and turn for an hour to get some sleep but nothing. After getting tired in the same spot I get up and go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, hoping that would finally put me to sleep. As I turn on the stove, I heard a knock at the door. My first instinct told me to ignore it. I honestly don’t want to talk to anyone. Before I can continue, I heard rattling at the door. Speeding into the room, I grab the first shirt that I could find.
Before I can walk back into the kitchen Omar stands right in front of me. Him appearing out of nowhere, almost makes me trip over my own foot as I step back. I forgot that Omar knows where I kept my spare key. Whenever he’s in the mood, he uses the key to let himself in and cooks for me. Whenever I have something on my mind, I eat with no guidance and Omar makes the best stress food. He makes his famous barbecue baked ribs, turkey neck collar greens, baked beans and cornbread. I always joke around telling him, he can make the perfect housewife with that kind of cooking. This is the side of Omar that many will never see. Omar and I have gotten into it so many times because of females. I have no right to get upset but I do. I’m so used to it now, that I just get upset for the steamy hot sex that occurs after our arguments. He stands in front of me are waiting for me to speak. I just act like he doesn’t exist and walk around him, to the kitchen, where the hot water is boiling on the stove. I walk over to the stove to turn it off but as I’m about to put my hand on the dial, Omar came from behind me and turns it off before I can. I can feel him breathing on my neck waiting for me utter my first words. He finally says, “Are you hungry?”. I ignore every word that came out of his mouth, reaching up into the cabinet to grab a teabag. He notices that I’m struggling so he grabs a teabag and places it in my cup and then pour the hot water on top of it. He knows how I like my tea. He finishes it up and handed it to me. Still not speaking to him, I grab my tea and took my first sip as I lean on the counter. “Are you going to at least say something?”, he says with frustration. I look at him and finally reply, “What exactly would you like me to say?”. He respond guilty, “ I don’t know, whatever you want to say, just say something”. I feel like I have the right not to speak to him. He’s the one that keeps making irrational decisions and this time its with my friend. Everything in me begin boiling so I just blurt out, “So are you really going to move in with her?”. He looks me directly in my eyes and shakes his head, “If she accepts, I have no choice but to allow her to move in. Besides I haven’t had a woman around the house in a while. I actually miss it”. Before I can even respond to his ignorance my phone rang. Omar looks at me waiting for me to make a move, so remain in the same position. After a few moments, he gets irritated and follows the ringing to finds my phone in the couch. When he picks it up the screen read Trey. I can see the anger in his face. He immediately answered the phone, “I’m gonna say this once, don’t call this number back again”. Before Trey gets a word out, Omar hangs up the phone then glances at me. “What the fuck is your problem”, I say as I rush over to him and grab my phone out of his hand continuing, “You have no fucking right to come in my house, pick up my phone and hang up on someone”. I view the last call and try to call back. As soon as the phone touches my ear he snatches the phone and ends the call. “Get out”, I try to say calmly. “I’m not going nowhere”, he says standing unapologetic in front of me. I want so bad to pick something up and hit him with it but I can’t. I just repeat myself with a more intense tone, “Get Out”. It takes everything out of me to keep my cool with this man. Eventually I’m out raged at the fact that Omar is standing in front of me refusing to leave my apartment. I don’t know what’s gotten into me but the next thing I know I had a knife in his face. As I’m standing here reflecting on the fact that I’m holding a knife in front of his face I gather my thoughts. Before I can actually put my knife down, Omar reaches in the back of his pants and pulling out his gun. Pointing it directly in my face he then says, “Christina put your knife down, this is not what you want to do right now”. The last time Omar and I went toted toe, it didn’t work out well. I’m standing here looking in his eyes. While crying my eyes out, I say once more, “Please get out”.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Omar yelled, “Did you hear me the first time?”
I couldn’t speak, looking at the phone then back at Omar. I decided in that moment, to cut the conversation short whispering, “I’ll call you back”. Quickly I hung up the phone, then looked over at Omar. I thought to myself, I can play this in two ways, I can play the victim card or I could play the asshole. I grappled with the decision for a few seconds. I choose the asshole, “don’t look at me like that”, I said dismissing his presents, walking around him to the living room. He turned around and followed me, grabbing my arm to stop me,”So our conversation yesterday meant nothing?”. I pulled my hand out of his grip looking him, “You must’ve lost your goddamn mind, Don’t ever grab me again”, I said perjecting my voice. Omar threw his hands up in the air, then slowly stepped back.
I continue to walk to the living room and sat down on the couch. I looked over at Omar, who was still looking at me.
“It’s fine with me, if you don’t want to follow our agreement, I will gladly continue what I’m doing”, Omar said with a smile. He then walks to the back to the bedroom. I could hear moving around from the living room. I didn’t pay him any attention. I remained in the living room, a lot of thoughts roaming through my head. I don’t want to lose Omar, but I don’t know if I’m ready to lose Trey either. Omar made his way back into the kitchen. Grabbing his jacket on the chair, right before he put his hand on the door he looks over at me once more and says, “I’ll let myself out”. At this point my head was down in my hands. As I heard the door open, I popped up and ran to the door; closing it before Omar even fully opened it, “You’re not being fair”, I said as my eyes began to water.
“What do you mean I’m not being fair? I gave you an option. You told me that you were going to handle it, and you didn’t, so explain to me how I’m not being fair?”, Omar said waiting for me to respond.
“It’s not that easy for me”, I reply looking down feeling ashamed to look him in the eye.
Omar replied sarcastically grabbing the door again to open it, “Well it’s not that easy for me either”.
I push the door close once more then responded, “You’re just saying that because I said it, I’m not saying it’s hard to leave Trey just because but you know damn well that you’re saying that you can’t stop messing with Victoria just to be an asshole. Unlike you I don’t throw my feelings around anywhere”.
Omar getting tired of the back-and-forth and finally said, “Christina what are you saying to me?”
I said with tears running down my face, ” l don’t know, I really just don’t know”.
“Well when you figure it out you let me know, but until then you can’t tell me who I can and can’t see”, Omar grab the door once more and this time he left slammed the door behind him. I said in the same spot by the door for at least five minutes.
I don’t know how I’ve gotten to this place. This place of loneliness. It’s so dark and quiet here. No matter how hard I try to find the light the dark continues to turn the switch.
For a couple of days I stayed in the house in complete silence. I’m sure by now, I have many missed calls but I really had no interest in talking to anyone. I couldn’t even tell my best friend about what I was dealing with, because we are dealing with the same guy. Anyone else I could possibly talk to about it, would tell me what I didn’t need to hear. Laying in my bed I close my eyes and thought to myself, who do you want? Is it Omar or is it Trey? I kept repeating those same lines in my head over and over again, hoping to get the answer that I needed.
As I was in my own thoughts, I heard the doorbell ring. Hoping that the person would go away so I could remained in my bed. Once I realize the person wasn’t going to leave. I got up out of my bed and walk to the door when I looked out of the peep hole, it was Victoria. All I could think to myself was, “this is not the person I want to see you right now”. I actually feel bad for those thoughts in mind but I couldn’t help it. She had gotten tangled up in a love triangle without even asking for it. I open the door and there she was standing there with a bottle of wine in her hand.
“I have been calling and texting you, but you haven’t been answering, thought you might need some of this”, she said as she out of the bottle of wine.
She walked into the apartment and I close the door behind her. She walked into the kitchen and put the bottle down on the kitchen counter then looked back at me, that was right behind her.
“So what’s going on and why the hell do you look like this?”‘, she said awaiting my response looking me up and down.
I didn’t say anything I just grabbed the bottle opener out of the first drawer and begin opening the wine bottle.
“Please don’t tell me this is about Trey again?”, she asked still awaiting for me to respond.
I still remain quiet grabbing two glasses out of the cabinet and began pouring the wine. Then simply handed one glass to Victoria and walking into the living room. I sat down on the couch with the wine glass in hand, finally taking a sip. Victoria hurried over to the couch, sitting next to me eager to know what I was going to say next, “So it is about Trey?”, she asked to bring her wine.
“Yeah it’s about him”, I said sipping my wine once more.
“What did he do now?”, she said waiting for me to respond.
“I don’t know, he just doesn’t know what he wants. One minute he wants to be in a committed relationship the next minute he wants to be single, I can’t deal with his flip-floppy ways”, I said frustrated taking another sip.
“You have to tell him it’s over, I know it’s going to be hard but its the right thing to do. You can’t keep putting yourself through this. He’s not worth it, no man is worth it”, she informed me.
I loved all the words Victoria’s feeding me, but is better said than done. I really need to look inside myself and be strong.
Victoria turn to look at me and held my hand ,”I do have something to tell you, I don’t think you’re going to be very happy about it”. I see that she was honestly worried about what I would think so I just asked, “what’s wrong?”. She was still silent trying to figure out how to make the words come out. I held her hand, then nodded my head for her to continue to speak. She finally spoke, “Omar asked me to move in with him?”. Was I losing my mind? Did she just say Omar wants her to move in with him? Are you fucking serious right now? Why would he do that? I try my hardest not to let any tears fall from my eyes. I can’t believe him. He’s really trying to hurt me, and he’s doing a damn good job.
To Be Continued…
Bill Cosby’s eyesight became the focus of a court hearing Wednesday, with defense lawyers arguing he is too blind to recognize his accusers — and prosecutors saying his vision report looks like it came from “a LensCrafters at the mall.”
Cosby’s attorneys submitted a report that says he has glaucoma in both eyes to the Pennsylvania judge presiding over his sexual abuse case. Prosecutors said it was meaningless.
“You take a look at that report,” Montgomery County Deputy District Attorney Robert Fallin said during the hearing. “It’s really just a print out. It looks like something you’d get walking out of a LensCrafters at the mall.
“I don’t mean to slight LensCrafters,” he added. “They’re great.”
Cosby’s vision is an issue because the defense claims that in the 11 years it took for prosecutors to bring charges against him, his eyesight deteriorated so much that he can’t assist in his defense.
“In the materials the prosecution has turned over…there are photographs. Mr. Cosby cannot look at a photograph,” defense lawyer Angela Agrusa said in court. “He can’t tell you what is in that picture.”
That argument was picked apart by Montgomery County Judge Steven O’Neil, who suggested that Cosby doesn’t need to see anything to remember what happened in the past.
“There is no evidence in this case that Mr. Cosby doesn’t have the ability to recollect events,” O’Neil said. “You’re taking the leap to say sight equals the inability to recollect events because you wouldn’t be able to see things that trigger memories.
“That’s a big leap.”
Agrusa countered that Cosby’s problems may not end with his failing eyesight.
“He is physically impaired,” Agrusa said. “I do not have the skills to be able to explain to him how to see. We can’t test his memory because he can’t see. He’s 79 years old. He may very well have memory issues.”
Cosby is charged in Pennsylvania with drugging and molesting Andrea Constand during an encounter in his home in 2004. It’s the only criminal case stemming from accusations by nearly 60 women.
The star has denied all allegations and the statute of limitations has run out on most of the cases, but prosecutors want to bring 13 of his accusers to the witness stand to show a pattern of behavior.
In court papers, Cosby defense argued that some of the accusers may be too old to remember the events accurately.
Gloria Allred, the attorney who represents some of the women, scoffed at that outside court on Tuesday.
“I’m in my senior years, older than most of those women, and I think I can still recollect quite a bit. That’s preposterous, and if that’s all they have then they’re in big trouble,” she said.
The defense is pushing for a dismissal on several other fronts, too. They argue that a prosecutor’s decision not to charge Cosby in 2005 shouldn’t have been reversed by a successor, and that racial bias is fueling the move to put him on trial now.
“My client is not a meme. He’s a human being. And his rights have been trampled. By ego and ambition. I think the discussion stops there,” Agrusa said.
Meanwhile, Montgomery County District Attorney Kevin Steele lambasted the defense for publishing the names of accusers who had not come forward publicly.
In motions filed on the eve of the first pre-trial hearing, Cosby’s defense team named all 13 potential witnesses, including one who accused Cosby publicly but under a pseudonym, and two who had not identified themselves.
“It’s another attempt to intimidate witnesses,” Steele charged.
Drake premiered “Charged Up” on Saturday’s installment of “OVO Sound Radio“, he clears the air from Meek Mill saying Drake had a ghost writer for his verse on “R.I.C.O.” from Meek’s album Dreams Worth More Than Money. A not so happy Meek responded yesterday so Drake in returned shared another track with us via Twitter, called “Back to Back Freestyle“.
The track referring to Meek’s current spot on Nicki Minaj’s “Pinkprint Tour“, Drake raps,“You love her then you gotta get a world tour, Is that a world tour or your girl’s tour?, I know that you gotta be a thug for her, This ain’t what she meant when she told you to open up more.”
Hear the full track below.