A/N: I got detention again. I'm sorry! But I ain't call the principal a possum wolverine this time... I called one uh my teachers Donald Duck and told her to detention on deez nuts😄👍🏽. Lol😂
Hakeem's p.o.v
"Are you sure she moved the barbque up?" I ask trey over the phone as I sat in my car outside of the empire set.
"Yeah nigga. Tamia told me this morning. I don't know why but she moved it to next Friday instead of the end of the month." He says.
"Damn. Well you know where she live at now, right?" I ask as I pull up at the set.
"No." He states casually.
"Nigga I thought you said Tamia needed a ride up there this morning."
"Chanelle came and got her and they left somewhere. I tried to take her but she insisted to let Chanelle take her." he sad lowly.
"Fuck!!!" I yell before sighing.
"Shit. Well, aight man lemme get back to set for my ass get in trouble. I got something to take care of." I said as I watched Serayah walk inside the building.
Damn it's been a minute since I seen her. I been tryna reach out to her because I honestly do feel bad about the way I treated her. I know she feel deeply for me. And I know she wants my heart. But she need to realize... She ain't ever gone have my heart and neither will Kianna. They could have this dick but they caint have my heart. Cuz that belong to Chanelle. But at the end of the day I'll always be Serayah's friend first. And I don't want her to hate me. Especially I have to work with her for who knows how long. So I ain't tryna hear her mouth all day. I mean I can get her ass fired but I ain't a total dick.
I got out of the car and walked inside the building. As I made my way to the dressing room I was greeted by the majority of the staff. I gave off a nonchalant hello or wassup. I made it to the dressing rooms and went down to mine. I walked in and sat on my leather couch. I sighed as I put my head in my hands. I got too much stuff on my plate right now. I got all these damn lines, steps, lyrics and shvt to memorize for this season. I got to deal with Kianna and her bull shvt. Then I got to deal with Serayah havin a problem with me. My mama ain't fuvkin wit me like that no more since she found out about what happened with Chanelle. And on top of all this shvt I'm still tryna keep up with Chanelle ass. And her ass doin some shvt every five fuvkin minutes. I can't take care of all this shvt. But I been thinking a lot and I've hurt too many people I care about. And I got to make it right.
Or at least try.
I left my phone in my dressing room before I made my way a few doors down. I took a deep breath before pushing the door open and shutting it behind me. Serayah sat in front of her mirror putting on makeup. She froze when she seen me. She turned to face me as I walked over to her. Before she could say anything I grabbed her by her face and smashed my lips onto hers. She seemed shock but she didn't stop me. She didn't kiss back either. Until I slid my tongue in her mouth. She gave in bitting my bottom lip slightly before pushing me away, realizing what she was doing.
"Hakeem what are you doing?" She asked as she back away from me.
"Look I told you before, we're over until you learn to get yo shvt together." She folded her arms over her chest.
"Listen I know I hurt you. And I'm sorry. But you know how I feel about Chanelle. You know about everything I went through with her.... Well almost everything." I said finally bringing myself to tell the truth.
Very few people know about what really went down between me and Chanelle. Most people think we grew apart. Or I cheated. Or she cheated. But only the people closest to me and Chanelle really know what happened. I been keeping it a secret mostly because I was ashamed of myself and the situation. But it's time to let the truth out and own up to my mistakes.

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The Promises He Made
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