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#XD30 - NINE | DOUBLE TROUBLE

[ New Flame - Jada] "And now, give a huge Miami welcome to...FLAME!", exclaimed the announcer. The arena went completely black as we took our marks on the set. I would appear behind a veil-like material that would act as flame at the top of burning car and my brother would step out of the car. The car was was being moved on a moving walkway on the stage to give the illusion that my brother was driving. Red lights begin to flash as the car parked center stage. The audience goes crazy. They scream so loud that I was afraid that I would miss my cue to come in. My brother and I prayed fervently before we left the hotel room that evening and were confident that we would put on a great show. Here we are. Two kids from a small suburb right outside of Atlanta, Ga performing for thousands of people. "Are y'all ready to dance?!", I say as loud as I can over my mic. "Let's take a ride. I guarantee to have you home before the morning light.", Jace began singing. His voice was so perfect. He looked great. I knew he was nervous. Hell, I was nervous. But it was something about jumping out there on that stage and the energy of the audience that took all of that nervous energy away. We performed for 40 min and the crowd loved every minute of it. We had one costume change and somehow wardrobe misplaced my shoes for the second costume but besides that, our show was flawless. "Thank you everybody! Be sure to get our debut album 'Double Trouble' available everywhere on July 1st!", I said as we left the stage. We exited the stage and I immediately jumped in my brothers arms. Jace is literal perfection. I know I'm the outgoing one but I want to be like him in so many ways. I look up to my brother and I hope our, already strong relationship, grows stronger. After our embrace we head back to our dressing room to meet Mona and to our surprise our entire family was waiting in the hallway. "Oh my God!", I screamed running into the arms of my grandpa. Bishop, was the first person I saw and then I hugged my grandma, mom and dad. A couple of our aunts and uncles came along as well as our cousins. We even had a couple of close friends from our church all there with flowers and balloons to celebrate our awesome performance. It meant so much for us to be here. Growing up as preacher's kids, we were blessed to have family who supported our secular music. However, we didn't push the envelope when it came to our lyrical content out of respect to our upbringing and legacy. After hugging everyone and exchanging words of excitement I changed so that I could join everyone else in the arena to see SASSY perform. They came out and did their thing...if that's a nice way of saying that they were "ok". It felt like we were at an entire new arena watching from the audience. Everything is much different on stage. We hadn't interacted with SASSY since we've been here. I didn't even get close to them at the pool party but Mona informed us that they were looking forward to meeting us at the afterparty tonight. The concert ended at 11pm exactly. We rushed back stage for a quick meet and greet. Our family and loved ones went back to their hotel to rest up. We would meet them for breakfast to celebrate tonight's show. I was taking a picture with the last fan when I heard someone scream. After the previous night's events I jumped out of fear. When I looked up I saw Q walking in with 2 dozen red and white roses. I can't explain the way I almost ran up to him and kissed him. I had to remind myself that I haven't even called him yet. "Superstar you were amazing and I had to make sure I came to tell you that myself.", Q said flashing a smile as if he was Jay Z looking at Beyoncé. After tonight, honey I felt like Beyoncé. I ran to him to give him a hug. I've never received flowers like that from a guy so I thought a hug would be the proposer exchange, although he was looking so good I wanted to give him some of "Jada's Pink Kit" right backstage. "Thank you friend!", I said with my face buried in his neck. You call guys 'friend' when you aren't sure of their motive but yet you have a motive of your own. It keeps things neutral. He smelled so good. "I'm so happy you came.", I said. "I told you I was. You're too pretty to lie to.", he said. I blushed. "I can't stay long because the car is waiting. Maybe I'll catch you later?", he asked. "I understand and yea....maybe.", I said with a flirty smile. Security escorted me to my car. I was slightly disappointed that it was Paul again and not Ernest. I hadn't see Ernest since he brought me back to my room. I hope I didn't break his dick and have him in the hospital. I should probably check on him. "Hey Paul.", I begin to ask as he opened the door for me to get in the car. "Where is Ernest?", I asked. "Ernest had some family matters to tend to. He will be back tomorrow.", Paul replied. "Oh ok, just asking. You're great. I just remember him saying that y'all rotated so I didn't know if I need to report him if he had you out here working doubles for him.", I lied. I got in the car. Truth is, after performing like we did tonight, I was extremely turned on. Something about all of that hip thrusting, and knowing that every person in the audience is lusting after you in some way, made me horny as hell. Mona, Adrienne and Jace were already in the car when I got in. We laughed and looked at footage from our set on various fan's social media pages. Mona was so proud of us. I can always tell when she's excited because her voice goes from proper "Hello Miss White Woman" to country "I made the potato salad" really quick. Tonight's after party was at a night club called XHALE. The line to get in was wrapped around the building. Of course we were the special guests so we would walk right in. SASSY was walking in when we pulled up so we had to wait in our car until their security team had them situated inside of the club. I thought about the flowers Q brought me and how good he looked tonight. It was crazy that this time last year I was at a TRAPPERS concert. I remember it ended early, because of a fight, but it was so fun and since then I followed the popular rap group keeping up with their music and appearances. Now, their lead guy was acting as if he was into me and brought me flowers after opening night. I decided to text him. I texted him: 'Hey Q. Thanks again for the flowers. If you guys would like to party with us tonight we are at CLUB XHALE. I would love to tell you thank you again in person.' I knew after I sent the text that he would have my number and a new relationship of some sort would be formed. What is a bitch to do? Hmmmm SEND! We get out of the car to walk the red carpet. People are screaming and taking pictures of us. My phone vibrated and I saw that it was Q. I stopped right there and checked the message. The text read: 'Ok mama. On the way to you.' My inner hoe began to rise. He called me mama which means he must be daddy. We are about to play house! I continued into the club trying to decide if I was going to play 'hard to get' or 'hard to get away from'. He's a celebrity with millions of girls throwing themselves at him daily. He probably has baby mamas and groupies galore. I better not mess with him until I know I can keep my feelings out of it. Shouldn't be hard because I still had a mission to get as much as I could on this tour. Guys do it all of the time so for this tour I was going to rep the rockstar life for the ladies. We head over to our section and 'THROW SOME MO' began playing. I immediately started throwing my ass to the beat. I could see Jace shaking his head before venturing off. About 20 minutes later, Mona walks us over to meet SASSY. They were just as I expected; Fake and fraudulent. I put on a fake show for them because I was grateful to be on their tour. Maybe after a couple of cities I would get to know them and like them. I tried to give the black girl of the group the "hey Sis" wave and she looked at me with a smile that read "umm excuse me I don't speak peasantry." I knew then I'd probably eventually have to catch her outside and throw some hands. Such a dry weave heifer. They were eating my brother up. The can look but that's all they can do. I was going to find the perfect girl for my brother and it wouldn't be any of them. I felt an arm wrap around my waist. I turned around and it was Q. I gave him a tight hug. I turned around to excuse myself from Mona and the rest of the crew when I noticed ol' girl from SASSY, the black one, looking like she felt some type of way about Q coming for ME. I decided to rub it in. "Hey Mona, if anymore of the fans want to meet us just text me. I'm going to the bar to talk to Q.", I said and then turned around making sure my hair flicked over my shoulders. I grabbed Q's hand and escorted him to an empty space at the bar. "You came.", I said like a little girl excited to see Santa. "Of course. You rang.", he answered trying to rhyme. It was cheesy but in a cute way for a rapper. "Can I get you a drink?", he asked. "Sure, I'll take a...", I began as he cut me off. "Hey Mike! Hook me up with 2.", he yelled at the bar tender. First name basis? Two what? "Don't worry, I come to this club every time I'm in Miami. Mike makes the best drinks and knows what I like.", he said. We got our drinks and began to talk. I learned that the other 3 guys in TRAPPERS all grew up on the same street as Q. They went to school together and pretty much got caught up in the thug life together. They were from Jacksonville, Fl. I wasn't aware that Jacksonville had thugs but whatever. The TRAPPERS were truly thugs just made over with a star appeal. We talked so much that I missed some messages from Mona. I glanced across the club and they were having a good time so I didn't bother to text her back. I also notice Paul not too far away. When he wasn't looking I took Q's hand and pulled him down a hallway that lead to what looked like offices. There were people in the hallway. I needed to get somewhere a little quieter. I felt like we had been screaming to hear each other all night. "So where are y'all going after this?", he asked. "We have a show in Charlotte tomorrow night and then we have a day off before heading to D.C.", I answered. "Oh word. We'll be in D.C. in a couple of days too. We have a performance at Howard University. They want us to come encourage students to go to school. I hate school and didn't go to college but I'll take whatever check Howard is writing.", Q said with the smile of a scammer. "I hear ya. Well I'm a college drop out thanks to our record deal and this tour. Maybe I'll see you there too.", I said. "You said that like you're about to say goodbye", he said with a look of disappoint. "Oh no, I just didn't want to come off thirsty and ask you to hang out in D.C. I'm a direct person but I'm still taking in everything that's going on right now. Don't let me keep you out late though.", I said with a chuckle putting my head down just in case I came off crazy. He grabbed my chin and pulled my lips to his. HOE! Before I knew it I had my hand around his neck and we were kissing. It was crazy that Chris Brown's song 'New Flame' was playing in that moment. After a while I no longer heard the music or noticed anyone else's presence in that moment. He pulled away. "I would ask if I can take you back to your room but I don't want to come off too direct either....although I am a little thirsty. Do you mind thirsty Jada.", he said running his tongue across his top grill. Forget the hotel. I couldn't wait and I knew the crew would want to stay up and talk about tonight. Whatever was about to happen will have to happen right now. I thought about seeing if we could 'talk' in his car but he's a celeb and I know there are a lot of people who would chase us once we exited this front doors. I look around and notice one of the office doors cracked open. I take his hand again and lead him into the room not caring who saw us go in. Once inside I answered him, "No Q. I don't mind thirsty. Take your sip." I must have used the same tone of voice I used on Ernest because before I knew it he grabbed me up and laid me down on top of a desk knocking over folders and boxes that were on top. The lights were off but I could see him lick his lips from the light coming from under the door. I had on a simple black body dress with bedazzled stilettos. He pulled my dress up and pulled my sheer black thong off. I laid their in disbelief. Again. I was at this guy's concert a year ago watching from the top section. This was turning out to be a wonderful testimony. He caressed my legs all the way up to my thighs and then stopped to rub my inner thighs. He takes a few seconds and then introduced his index finger to my golden gate. He then used two fingers while staring me in the eye the entire time. Bitch he was trying to connect with me. My goodness began to moisten as he removed his fingers and stuck them in his mouth to sample a taste of me. That was a first for me and I wanted to propose to him right there in that moment. Still staring at me, he lowered himself to his knees and removed the cap he was wearing. He disappeared for a second and then I feel his hands again. I feel the warmth of his face and breath on my inner thigh as he traced circles on my thighs with his tongue. Before I could let out a light moan he took his tongues and thrusted it inside of me. I immediately grabbed his plaits. He went to town on me, licking me like a never-ending lollipop. The music was loud still so I didn't have to mask my moans. It felt so good that I wanted to cry. I fought back tears because I figured if I cried it would make me look inexperienced and I wanted him to think that I was used to this. After about 10 minutes my phone began vibrating none stop. He reached for my phone and handed it to me. I notched that he had accepted the call. I couldn't hang up because it was Adrienne. She was probably looking for me. "Hello!", I said trying to hide my moans. "Yes..mmm..I'm ready...ahhh..I'm saying bye to Q...ahhhh...I'll be right there give me three minutes..mmm.", I said and hung up the phone. After I hung up..Q stood up and leaned over me. He bent down and placed his fat tongue in my mouth allowing me to taste my own honey. That made me so hot that I wanted all of him. He stood up and put his cap back on. He then pulled my panties back up and I pulled my dress down. Reaching for my hand he said "Come on, let me walk you out." I knew that probably wasn't a good idea. My face was flushed and it looked like I had been crying so I didn't want anyone to make up any stories. "I probably should go out alone. They are waiting at the end of the hall and I think we should keep this on the low. It's sexy to me.", I said. "So next time it's your turn to hit me." "I sure will mama. You taste so sweet. I'm fighting not to throw you back on the desk.", he said taking a handful of my ass in his hands. I hug him and kiss him on the cheek. I have to make him crave me and want more so I decided against another kiss on the lips and I didn't even say good bye. I looked down and saw the print in his pants. Looks like what they say is true. The slim ones be packing. I open the door and before I can open it all the way I saw Adrienne standing there as if she was about to walk in. I slip out without letting her see inside. "Did Q leave already?", she asked. "Yea I said.", putting my head down in shame. "What's wrong with you? Looks like you've been crying.", she said. "Everything was just so good tonight. And Q made me feel good. That's all.", I replied before walking away towards the exit. "If you say so hoe.", Adrienne said following behind me.

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#XD30 ONE | Double Trouble

[All Aboard - Jada] 

"Baaaabbbyyy!", I screeched. "Jace, will you look at this bus! Honey, this ain't no church bus and far from the city bus. Let me find a seat for my ripe Georgia peach", I said while taking a moment to twerk a little on the first step of the tour bus. I took my knock-off Gucci duffle bag and boarded the bus, claiming a seat on the third row from the back. Jace was my identical twin brother. He looks exactly like me minus the blonde, with red streaks, lace-front. He's also more mild mannered than I am. Jace is always complimented for being sweet and polite. As for me, I don’t mind talking loud, dressing loud or smoking loud because all three of those are the reasons we are boarding this tour bus now. My loud ass always gets us the attention we need.

Jace and I make up a new Urban Pop group called FLAME. Once we step on a stage together there is sure to be a fire. Ok, I know that's corny but it won over our new management team and soon after, that tag line landed us our first record deal.  We are now headed out on tour with the multi-platinum girl group SASSY. On the low, I refer to them as SISSY because their music is so weak. They are basically 3 cute white girls and one token black girl that can dance and sing a little. They were discovered on one of those reality tv talent shows. Believe me, I'm grateful to be going on the road to promote our upcoming album 'Double Trouble' but honestly, truly, they should be opening for us. I suppose, since they have one million Instagram followers, more people will be there to see them but they are sure to get burned once Flame hits the stage.

"Jace, get on this bus now before I'm forced to go solo!", I shouted out through the bus window at my gorgeous brother who was staring at the bus as if he were waiting on someone to say this was a prank. I always knew this would happen for us. We both are stunning, both can sing circles around anyone on the radio and we are the love children of the Jacksons (Michael, Janet, Tito, etc.) when it comes to performing. We've been singing together at my grandpa's church since we were 5. I'm so glad we received THE Bishop Hilton's blessing regarding this new venture. Grandpa is definitely the plug.....the financial plug for sure.

Jace finally snapped out of his trance and got on the bus. To describe my brother would also describe me. He had sun-kissed caramel skin, full pink lips, slinder nose, slim cut athletic frame and eyes that would make OJ Simpson confess guilty of murder. He recently cut his hair, which flowed down his back like mine. We looked so much alike, the label thought we'd have a bigger impact as twins if we had one separate physical feature, so they asked him to cut his hair.

Honey, whatever. I'm just glad to be going on the road doing what I love and hopefully meeting guys in every city. I lost my virginity last year to my ex boyfriend Mikel. After that first time, I swear we had sex every day that summer. I'm surprised I'm not pregnant. We broke up after the label signed us a few months ago. He couldn't handle the sudden attention that Jace and I were  getting. He was afraid I would "fall into temptation" while on the road and end up in bed with one of the Migos. AND MY NIGGA WAS ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!

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#XD30 THREE | DOUBLE TROUBLE

[Skinny Martini, Little Bikini  -Jada]

"Adrienne, hoe, I'mma need you to beat this face like your middle name is Floyd and like you're beating it for this beautiful May weather", I said jokingly yet serious as I sat in the chair with nothing on but a towel. We had just finished our rehearsal for our first show tomorrow. We arrived in Miami a day late because our driver got sick and we had to switch out drivers. Luckily Jace and I have our own rehearsals outside of the mandatory ones so we were fine with only having one standard rehearsal with our dancers.

"I got you Bih, we are about to turn heads at this pool party!", Adrienne said. "I think it's so cool that the SASSY girls invited y'all to their Private pool party. You know most headliners don't speak to their opening acts. I heard a thing or two about Nicki Minaj".

"Girl, Nicki wouldn't have to speak to me. I'd be too busy trying to figure out who I need to know in order to get a booty like hers the entire tour run", I said while bursting into laughter. "Sis, everybody is supposed to be at this party. All of the Miami heavy hitters. I'm talking about artists, athletes, socialites, everybody! When I step out with this beat face and this banging body those SISSY girls may not invite us to anything else."

I was laced, sipping on a cherry martini and thinking about who would be my prey tonight. I have really grown up from the girl I used to be. A year  ago I didn't drink, smoke and the only thing I knew about sex was that you did it to make a baby. My brother and I were so sheltered growing up. I got sick of that life though. There is too much life to live and I have to many questions to be stuck in the house or at my church 24/7 putting up with people who judge us anyways. It is hard being a preacher's kid. Especially when your grandpa is the Bishop and your dad is next in line. It gets old after a while and this tour was going to be my escape.

I can already tell I will enjoy this tour. Our team is stellar. Not to mention looks were obviously a requirement. All of the musicians and dancers are sexy. We looked so good walking into our hotel. I'm used to a nice 4 or 5 star but BOO-BOO, this hotel was surely a 7 star and right alongside the beach. The guys from the band helped carry our luggage to our rooms. We aren't famous enough to have assistants yet, I guess. That's cool because I don't need anyone clocking me or slowing me down. A girl has dudes, I mean, thing to do.  I have my eyes on our drummer. His name is Demarion.

"So tell me about this drummer dude you sent me that pic of", demanded Adrienne. "Chile, he is 26, fine, 6ft tall and needs to make acquaintance with my walls..Ok?!", I said matter of factly. "He was the star basketball player at his college before he messed up something around his knee cap. I can't remember what it's called. Honestly, I didn't hear much of anything his mouth was saying because my attention was on those grey sweatpants. Bit..." I said before I was cut off.

"We need to be heading out in 10 minute ladies. There is a red carpet and some bloggers who want to meet y'all", said Mona as she poked her head into the room.

"Ok girl. We'll be right out", I replied. "But yes girl, he wants to hang out after the party tonight so I might dip early. He has that bad boy edge I like. You can tell he's from the hood. Probably learned how to play drums using pots and pans. One of his bags smelled like the best weed on this side of the Gulf of Mexico. I got a whiff and I was shook".

"Well you be careful ma'am", Adrienne said with a chuckle. "Trust, I will", I replied. "Will you do me a favor and keep an eye on my brother. You know Jace has a hard time opening up. Help him make some friends. He is my other half so I know people will like him just like they like me."

I surely didn't want to see my brother hurt or not enjoying himself on this tour. He is probably the only person I'd do a life sentence for in prison because of a  murder if something happened to him. I am the oldest by 12 minutes so I take care of my brother. Hopefully he finds some girls on the road to take his virginity. His little meat hasn't been touched. That's probably why he hasn't come out of his shell like I have.

"I got you. You know I don't fool with too many folk. I can sense a fake 50 feet away. I'll look after Jace", said Adrienne.

"Let's go slay these hoes sis", I said with an attitude like Beyoncé ...or should I say....Sasha Fierce.

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#XD30 TWO | DOUBLE TROUBLE

[All or Nothing -Jace]

My sister is the loudest person I know. She makes us come off as hood-rich but people love it. I'm just here because we are a package. I was totally fine singing at grandpa's church. Most people come to church just to hear us sing. Nevertheless, here we are, college dropouts headed on tour around the U.S. to promote our upcoming debut album. We really have worked hard for this and we are definitely an amazing duo.

I must admit. All of this sudden attention makes me nervous. Two months ago, I had 300 followers on twitter and 302 on Instagram. The two extra people on Instagram were spam accounts I’m sure. I rarely posted online. I really don’t care for attention. It makes me uncomfortable and the older I get the more attention I get from unlikely sources. Now I have 20,000 followers on Instagram and 5 girls in my inbox who swear I'm their children’s father. That is highly unlikely since I'm a virgin. I'm ok with being a virgin. I told myself that I didn't want to have sex until I was married. Seeing that I don't really see myself married anymore, because girls annoy me these days, I told myself I would lay the hammer down after I graduate college. Now that plan will have to wait since graduation day will clearly be waiting.

No lie, I'm stoked about the tour. I love to perform but I hate talking. We have to do radio interviews, mingle with fans and become friends with the people traveling with us. This is all too much quite honestly. Jada is having no problem getting to know people. I opted to sit closer to the front of the bus near our manager, Mona. Mona Lee was the most sought out manager in the music industry right now but she only wanted to work with undiscovered talent for the remainder of her career. She had an ‘auntie spirit’ that I loved about her., Mid 40′s, brown skin, natural hair and always smelling like lavender, she kept it real and always had our best interests at heart. She was a member of my grandpa’s church from birth until she graduated college and moved to New York. Of course she was long gone before we started singing but one call from the Bishop had her flying down to hear his favorite grandkids sing at the church's musical. Grandpa was definitely the plug.

Mona was already sleep after an hour of being on the road. Jada's loud mouth was wide open. I could hear her cackling from the back of the bus. She was back their with the musicians and a couple of our dancers. The only people in the front with Mona and I were one of our tech guys and our stylist, who happened to be Jada and I's best friend, Adrienne. She, like me, was a little more chill than Jada so we always let her do her thing while we entertained the thoughts the creative thought on our mind.... or let's be honest...we were silently judging everyone.

My thoughts were abruptly interrupted when my sister texted me a photo of some guy flashing a cheesy smile that I didn't know with the following text in all caps: "OUR DRUMMER'S DICK IS SO BIG!" Sometimes, I didn't understand my own twin. Why did she think I wanted to know that? I replied with the side eye emoji and put my phone away quickly to keep anyone from seeing the message I had just received. 

We haven't even made it out of Georgia and my sister is already on level four with one of the guys that will be traveling with us for the next 6 months. Jesus break it...and then fix it. I put on my headphones and let the sounds of John Legend ease my mind. Here we come Miami.

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#XD30 TWENTY TWO | DOUBLE TROUBLE

[ Pause - Jace ]

Everything would have to stop. The music. The show. My infatuation with Demarion. My grandfather had a heart attack. Jada and I decided the best thing to do would be to go home. We had 10 minutes before we would head to the airport. I was in my room double checking my bag to make sure I had what I would need to be away for 2 days. It's been a couple of months since I've been home to Georgia and I was beginning to grow accustomed to life on the road.

TJ and Demarion were both in my room. We seemed like the 3 amigos but those two only dealt with each other for the sake of me. Demarion sat silently, as he always does when TJ is around, on the edge of my bed with so much concern on his face. TJ kept naming items that I needed to make sure to remember to bring. Both of them were concerned in their own way.

After a final check, it was time to leave. You would have thought I was never returning based on the vibe in the room. TJ gave me a hug and helped me put on my backpack. I was fighting back tears because we only had limited details about the severity of my grandfather's heart attack. I couldn't see myself continuing this music or life without him. Walking towards the door with Demarion behind me, he tapped my shoulder and I turned around to look up at him.

He stared at me for what felt like a few minutes but it had only been seconds. He hugged me and held me and that's when my tears finally fell. TJ shut the door to give me a moment.

"Hey, I'm right here with you," Demarion said cupping my head in his hands. "All you have to do is call me or text me. I'll even go with you if you want me to."

"I'll be fine," I said with a broken voice.

"Well let me know when how you're doing after you see you grandfather. Everything is going to work out fine," he said.

We exited the room. I was so grateful to have him and TJ with me. When we stepped off of the elevator I was immediately brought back to the moment when I heard Jada cursing and storming across the hotel lobby. I didn't even think to find her target I just immediately grabbed her and walked her to the car.

Once we were in the car she was sobbing. Her tears made me want to cry but one of us had to be strong. I put her head in my lap and we rode all the way to the airport in silence.

For some reason, I just felt like things weren't about to get easier.

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#XD30 TWENTY |  DOUBLE TROUBLE

[ Stay A While- Jace ]

We left the burger joint in Houston and headed back to the hotel. TJ made plans with his new friend and Demarion and I had plans to watch movies the rest of the day.

After I got back to my room I decided to take a quick shower. I didn't want to keep Demarion waiting too long but I also didn't want to stink. We sat out on the patio and ate our lunch in the scorching sun. I was drenched in sweat. While I was in the shower my stomach began making knots as I thought about the alone time I was about to have with him. This was the first time that we made intentional plans to hang out together, alone. We've been to parties together but we always end up hanging with everyone else. Besides the time when he rescued me during my first night of getting drunk, I hadn't been in a hotel room alone with him since. During lunch today I thought about the possibility that I may have a man-crush on Demarion. What's not to like about him. He was good looking, polite, had a sense of humor and very talented. His stature demanded attention when he walked into a room and his smile was extremely contagious. I looked down while taking a shower and noticed that my thoughts were turning me on. I wasn’t having sexual thoughts but the thought of him wanting to be around me and the way he treated me made me feel good. Teecie and I haven't been the same since that night we share on the rooftop, so my crush on her has depreciated over time as my crush on Demarion grew stronger. Should I tell him? Should I ignore my feelings? What if he doesn't feel the same? He's not even like that.

I jumped out of the shower and threw on my Nike sweatpants and a hoodie. I grabbed my phone and phone charger and darted out of the room as if I was being chased. I got to his room and knocked on the door. There was no immediate answer. I waited a few seconds before knocking again. Again, there was no answer. I grabbed my phone to texted him and suddenly he threw the door open. I almost dropped my phone. He was standing there with nothing on but a towel around his waist and his body was dripping wet. He was obviously showering. I cold still see soap suds in his hair and on his chest. He was standing there looking like melted chocolate.  

"Yo, you got here quick. I was just in the shower," he said standing aside so that I could walk into the room.

I was in shock and didn't know what to do. At that moment I had no reluctance towards what I felt. I was attracted to him. He looked at me and smiled wiping water from his face. He pretended as if he was going to give me a hug but I pushed him away to avoid getting wet. He went back into the restroom to dry off and put on clothes. I sat there contemplating how to act normal. I can’t recall having an attraction this strong for anyone, especially another guy. Of course, I see guys who I think are nice looking but I don’t dwell on the fact long enough to call it an attraction. Have I been fooling myself? I’ve had girlfriends. I’ve had crushes on girls. I was really feeling Teecie a few weeks ago and even debating introducing her to my family. What was happening? It sort of felt lonely because I had no one to talk to; not even him or Jada. Maybe I could talk to TJ. Before I could continue thinking, Demarion poked his head out of the bathroom door.

“Hey, can you pass me my basketball shorts and grab a tank out of my bag?” he said. I got up and picked up his shorts and pulled the first tank I saw in his suitcase. I went to the door and passed the clothes through the crack and went to sit in the chair near the bed. I didn’t purposely sit there even though it was facing the bathroom door. The door was still cracked and I couldn’t help but to peer through the crack and watch him finish drying off. His back was turned to me so he couldn’t see me staring. His towel dropped and my mouth dropped. His back had muscles that I didn’t even know existed and his butt even looked like it had muscle. I watched him put lotion on his body and then spray himself with some cologne. He then put on his basketball shorts and grabbed his tank. He turned to walk out of the bathroom and that’s when I noticed that I probably should have worn jeans. I had a full hard on. I did my best to keep it covered and think of other scenes in my head besides the one I had just witnessed. It was hard…literally. I wasn’t the type to masturbate out of habit and I’ve never had sex so it was hard for me to calm down when I was really turned on.

“So did you bring snacks?” he said while pulling his tank over his head.

“No. It’s your turn,” I said.

“Oh, so that’s the game we’re going to play? Cool,” he said throwing his damp drying towel on me and turning to walk away. I ran towards him and pushed him on his back. He turned around fast and picked me up. He threw me on the bed and once I landed I reached for a pillow to toss at him. He looked at me and smiled before jumping on me, pinning me to the bed holding my arms above my head. It hurt but I’m not going to pretend I didn’t like it. I tried breaking free but he was stronger than I was. I laughed and he told me to say ‘mercy’ to make him get up. I waited a few minutes. He smelled so fresh. I could smell the scent of his sporty cologne mixed with the mouthwash he used to rinse his mouth.

“Mercy,” I said. My penis was growing hard so I didn’t want him to catch me slipping. He stood up and I looked at him. That’s when I saw it for myself. My sister was right. He was hanging. I remembered then that I didn’t pass him any underwear with his clothes. This dude was free-balling. I quit.

“Good. Now go get snacks while I set up the movie,” he said.

“Whatever. You don’t even know what I want to watch,” I said. “Trust me I do,” he said while he plugged up a streaming device to the TV. “But you don’t know what snacks I want.”

“Trust me I do,” I said in a flirtatious voice that I regretted when he turned and gave me a side eye.

I got up and walked out of the room to find the vending machine. I was confused by the look he just gave me. What did I do? What was I thinking saying that to him? I began to talk myself out of returning to his room but as soon as I did I received a text on my phone. It was Demarion.

The text read: “You know I prefer caramel snacks right? *wink emoji*”

I laughed. He definitely lightened my mood. I decided to go back. The bad part now was that the vending machine didn’t have caramel snacks. Most don’t so I knew he was probably flirting when he said caramel snack…referring to me and the complexion of my skin. I smiled all the way back to the room with the snacks. When I got back to the room I found him laying on the bed with his back against the headboard. I threw him a bag of Lays Original chips, his favorite, and some Starbursts. I went to sit down in the seat next to the bed. The new Jurassic Park movie was on and we began to watch it. Half through the opening credits he broke the silence.

“So is this movie night or what?” he asked.

“Yea. I’m excited. I haven’t seen this and I’ve been meaning to watch it,” I replied.

“Well, why aren’t you chilling with me? You way over there. Do my sheets look dirty or something?” he said with a half smile.

“No. You Just don’t go sitting on people’s bed. That’s rude,” I said with a taste of sarcasm in my voice.

“Well Mr. Jace I’m inviting you to join me on the bed,” he said matching my sarcastic tone.

I got up and sat on the bed. He must have been satisfied with me sitting on the edge because he didn’t say anything else. Halfway through the movie, he laid on his back. I was uncomfortable sitting up after so long so I leaned over and rested on my elbow.

“Um..I can’t see,” he said in a low voice.

“My bad,” I replied sitting straight up.

“Just scoot up here,” he said.

I thought about it for a second and decided to scoot up to where he was laying. I put my back against the headboard. I now had a view of him and the movie. I couldn’t help but look down at his basketball shorts. There it was…chilling with us. I tried my best not to stare at him for the remainder of the movie. By the time the movie was over he was asleep. I could hear him snoring lightly. I didn’t want to leave and I didn’t want to wake him up. I decided to sit there and think. I thought about what would happen if I confessed that I was attracted to him. My eyes started getting heavy so I decided to lay down on my back as well, resting my head on a pillow. I was really laying in bed with the drummer. This could cause DRAMA. Drummer Drama. However, I trusted Demarion more than anyone on this tour, besides Jada. For some reason, he had a trusting spirit and he’s been looking out for me since day 1. I eventually dozed off.

I opened my eye after sleeping for what felt like forever. I jumped up and looked at the clock and noticed I was only asleep for 30 minutes. I looked over at Demarion and found him staring at me.

“Good morning sunlight. I thought you would sleep all night,” he said with a smile.

“Oh God, I’m sorry!” I said.

“For what?” he said.

"I didn’t mean to lay in your bed like this,” I said.

“This is exactly where I want you,” he said before leaning over and planting a kiss on my lips.

That’s when I jumped up in a full sweat, realizing it was just a dream. There was a cover over me and luckily it was because not only did I have hard on but I ejaculated. Wet dreams at my age were so embarrassing.  I looked over and Demarion was halfway under the covers. His shirt was off and I fought the urge to touch him. His body was amazing and I felt like I was next to a god. I was afraid to get up and wake him but I didn’t want to stay there. I decided to stay since he gave me a cover. Obviously, that meant I was welcome. I laid back down on my back and forced myself to go back to sleep. We’d deal with this tomorrow. I had to say something letting him know how I was feeling. I closed my eyes.

“Thanks for staying,” he said in a whisper.

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#XD30 NINETEEN | DOUBLE TROUBLE

[ HOE-TEL - JADA] I was in the bed for hours waiting on Q to return. By now it was the next morning and my feelings were hurt. He sent an occasional text to check in and say he was on his way but he never came. A part of me was concerned that something happened to him. I found myself stalking his social media sites to see if he had posted anything. There was northing posted. I decided that I didn’t want to just sit and wait. I had to leave that afternoon so I begin packing my things for my flight to meet my brother and the crew in Houston. I was putting my shoes on when someone began banging on the door. I was so startled that I stopped in my tracks and got really quiet. They kept banging and then started twisting the door handle as if they were going to force their way in. I made a quick decision to slide under the bed like I had seen in movies. Something didn't feel right. Luckily I moved quickly because someone barged in. “Where the fuck you at nigga?” a husky voice yelled. “I don’t see that lil’ bitch anywhere,” another voice said. I noticed 3 pair of feet running around the suite. I prayed within trying to hold my breath so they wouldn’t hear me breathing. I saw a pair of shoes coming my way but they stopped at the edge of the bed. I swear that I pee’d a little because I knew at that moment I was caught. They saw my luggage. “He’s probably out with some bitch. Look at her clothes here,” the man said. “I say we wait here on their asses and gut them both.” “Nah. Let’s just send him a warning. Since he wanted to take out Slack then we’ll have to take him out,” another man said in an angry tone. Shots rang out and they must have shot the vanity mirror because I heard glass shatter. They ran out of the room. I waited about a minute until I knew the coast was clear. I climbed out from under the bed and grabbed my bag. I ran out of the room taking the stairs and the emergency exit on the first floor. I walked 3 blocks before I stopped to request an Uber ride to the airport. Once I hopped in the car I checked my phone for any texts from Q. There was nothing. I had made up in my mind at that moment that I would have to leave him alone. I don’t know what type of drama he was really in but that was the second time he had almost had my life taken. I wasn’t cut out for the street lifestyle. All I wanted to do was to get back to the airport. I texted Mona and told her that I was on the way. They were probably still in route to Houston. I called Jace so he could calm my nerves. “Hey baby boy,” I said. “Hey sister. Where are you?” he asked. “I’m on my way to the airport. I’m headed your way. Why? Did you miss me?” I asked “NO!” he said with a laugh. “Well, maybe a little but I knew you were enjoying your time with Q.” “Yea, something like that,” I said in a somber tone. “I’ll be there late tonight.” “Ok we are going to rehearse first thing in the morning so make sure you’re ready. Check your email for the changes that were made for the show,” he said. “Alright I will. Jace,” I said. “Yes?” he replied. “I love you,” I said sincerely. “I love you too Jada. More than anything,” he said. “I’m coming to your room when I get in. I’m going to sleep in your bed,” I said. “Umm..well,” he said with a stutter. “Oh no, what hoe I need to come beat up when I get there? You smashing some bitch?” I said. “Girl, stop swearing,” he said. “No I just may be out late. I have plans with a friend. You can still come to my room. I should be back before you get there but if not then I’ll tell the front desk to give you a key. Just go in and make yourself at home.” “Ok whatever. But I know something ain’t right,” I said. “Well I need to go. I’ll see you tonight. Love you,” he said hanging up the phone. We pulled into the passenger drop off area of the airport. I grabbed my bags and walked inside. The airport was unusually busy. I went through the TSA checkpoint and made it to my gate. My flight was delayed. No worries. I could still make it to Houston tonight but it would be much later. I decided to sit and wait at the gate. Across from me was a very handsome guy. I could tell he was staring at me. When I sat down I looked up and noticed he was looking back at me. He quickly looked back down at his phone. He seemed to be about 5’10, stocky build, light skinned with a low cut and a full beard. He was extremely handsome. If I had to guess I would assume he was in his 30’s. He started bobbing his head to the music coming from his headphones. I sat there for at least 45 minutes and then decided to go to the restroom to freshen up. When I came back someone was in my seat. I was very disappointed that someone took my view of the handsome man. I decided to sit near the window to look out at the planes. There were only 4 seats over there and no one was sitting in any of them. I was going to use the secluded time to think on how I was going to avoid Q until I was ready to talk to him. I had questions that I’m not sure he’d want to answer. A few minutes after I sat down, the handsome guy came and sat in the same section as I was sitting. There was actually only one seat between us. He was still bobbing his head to music. I turned around to see if he had lost his seat but there was no one sitting there. Matter of fact the woman who took my seat was gone as well. I decided to be bold. I tapped him. “Excuse me sir. Are you following me?” I asked in a polite tone. “I’m sorry I just wanted to get a better view,” he said looking out of the window at the planes. “But if I’m making you uncomfortable I can move.” “Oh no,” I said with a smile. I just wanted to ask to be sure,” I said. “My name is Curtis,” he said. “Nice to meet you Curtis,” I replied without telling him my name. I had to protect myself since I didn’t have security with me. With my new celeb status and all, I didn’t want to cause a scene. We talked for what felt like an hour. I learned that he was headed to Houston as well to visit his sister who had just had a baby. He worked in real estate and he was 32 years old. He wasn’t married and didn’t have any kids but he was currently dating someone. They were in a long distance relationship. I exchanged a few details about myself, only sharing my life prior to FLAME. After a lengthy conversation I pretended that it was hard to hear him so I moved over so that I would be seated right next to him. He smelled so good. The lady at the gate desk said that our flight would be delayed another few minutes but they were going to start the boarding process anyway. I continued talking to Curtis. He was such a sweetheart. He actually made me take my mind off of Q for a few minutes until I asked him what he was listening to and of course he was listening to the TRAPPERS. The lady called for first class travelers to board the plane. I stood up and said my goodbyes. He stood up as well. I reached for a hug and we shared a warm embrace. After I let go he said, “I’m coming with you. I’m first class too.” We shared a laugh. I looked at his ticket and compared it with mine. My mouth dropped when I learned we would be sitting right next to each other. I tried not to show my excitement but I was looking forward to continuing the conversation and staring in his handsome face. He had the face that you would want your baby’s father to have. While we sat on the plane we both ordered a beverage; vodka and tonic. He was a gentleman and purchased mine. The plane took off an hour later. When the lights went off we stopped talking for a few minutes. It was cold so I asked for a blanket. When he passed me the blanket from the flight attendant, he stopped to stare at me. I couldn’t tell if it was the liquor or not but it turned me on. I said thank you by rubbing his arm. He touched my thigh and smiled. I put the cover over my bottom half and sat there contemplating my next move. I wanted to ask if we could hang out while we were both in Houston. I even thought about inviting him to the show after I told him who I was and what I did for a living. I looked back over to talk to him and he was staring at me. He licked his lips and I also licked mine. He rubbed the top of my hand. “You’re extremely beautiful. This is by far the best flight I’ve ever been on and it’s because I’m sitting next to you,” he said. I smiled and rubbed his cheek down to the end of his beard. He made a kiss face. I knew he was joking but I wasn’t. I reached over and kissed him on the lips. He was shocked but he was also accepting. He reached over and began kissing me. His lips we so full and soft. I enjoyed kissing him. I almost felt bad when I thought about Q but he wasn’t my man and besides, he almost had me killed. He don’t care about my ass, leaving me in his hotel room all night alone while he was out doing ‘God knows what’. I was turned on in the moment and actually felt like I deserved this pleasure. It felt like a retaliation for what Q had done to me. Me being petty, as if Q could see us, I reached into Curtis’ sweat pants and grabbed his dick. It was rock hard. I started massaging it. I didn’t care who saw although is was too dark for anyone to see and it was late so most people were asleep. His breathing grew heavier and heavier as I stroked his thick dick. I could tell it wasn’t as long in length but the width made up for it. He pulled my hand out as if he was about to cum. He reached his hand under my blanket and unbuttoned my jeans. He slid his hand inside of my lace panties and placed a couple of fingers on my treasure box. It felt so good. He stopped kissing me so he could watch my facial expressions. He leaned over as if he was talking to me to disguise what we were doing.. He actually was talking to me…with his fingers. As he went deeper it was hard for me to contain my moans. I had to put my hand over my mouth and when I climaxed I couldn’t help but let out a moan as my legs shook under the cover. He reached back over and kissed me. Because I have good manners, I decided to finish him off. I started back stroking his dick. He leaned his seat back and I could tell he was very satisfied. After several strokes he finally climaxed, shooting his load on his sweat pants. I felt like a supreme. I never had the idea to do anything freaky on the plane but now I would be looking forward to it, hopefully with my boyfriend or better yet my husband. As he was climaxing we hit some turbulence. We both laughed because it was like the plane was mimicking our reaction to each of our climaxes. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. When we landed, we said our goodbyes. I decided not to tell him anything further about myself although he gave me his number. I told myself that I would contemplate calling him. I arrived to the hotel and picked up a key to Jace’s room. When I got to his room it was empty. I hopped in the shower and was hoping by the time I was done washing the 'airport hoe' off of me he would be there. It was 2am. I got out of the shower and he still wasn’t there. I texted him but the message didn’t deliver. That meant his phone was dead or on ‘Do not Disturb’. I wondered what he was up to. I laid in his bed. All I could think about was that this was the second day in a row that I let niggas abandoned me in a hotel room. What type of shit is that?