my favorite store, TopShop.
“You got me fucked up!” I heard a voice yell behind me.
I turned around to see Shakina swinging on Hollis. I guess tagging him in my Instagram photo had done its job. People started to stop and watch, and just as I suspected, the paparazzi showed up. It was a bunch of commotion, and I was nowhere near anybody. Really? I rushed through people trying to get in the mix, so that I would at least be in these pictures. I finally made it through, and tried to pull Shakina off of Hollis. That stupid bitch turned around and punched me right between the eyes. I fell back and some white guy caught me. She slick caught me off guard. To say I was seeing stars was an understatement.
“You stay away from my man bitch!” she screamed as my head throbbed. It was the last thing I heard before I passed out.
***
I woke up in the hospital, and Josalyn and Zooey were sitting beside me.
“Are you okay?” Josalyn asked once she realized I was up.
“If she is, she won’t be after she gets on the Internet,” Zooey chuckled.
“What do you mean?” I frowned because my head was pounding, and because I didn’t understand what Zooey meant.
“Girl, this video is all over the Internet!” Zooey laughed harder.
“What video?” I inquired as I sat up.
“Someone was filming when Hollis’ girlfriend hit you. It’s all over Instagram and Twitter. People are making fun of you,” Josalyn replied and waited for my response.
“No! No! This was not supposed to happen like this! Get whoever I need to speak to so I can leave!” I screamed.
“Are you sure An-”
“Go Josalyn!” I yelled and she got up to do as I asked.
Zooey handed me her phone, so that I could see what was being posted all over. DJ Hollis' Girlfriend Shakina K.O.s Side Chick, the headline read. I shook my head and handed her back her phone. Shakina had to go, and I didn’t care what I needed to do to make sure it happened. She had just taken me one hundred steps backward, and that was not okay. Bitch.
Zooey
I’d been working for Poppy for a couple weeks now, and it was fucking exhausting. She had me running around constantly, and always answering phones. I barely had time to even converse with Noah. The most I’d said to him so far was hi and bye. I was so ready to quit and say fuck it, but I knew I had a greater goal to accomplish.
Today, I was determined to get some alone time with Noah. Too much time had passed, and I hadn’t gotten anywhere with him. I had everything all planned out to where Poppy would be gone, and I would be here alone with Noah.
“Hey Poppy, so your appointment is at noon,” I smiled as I walked into her office.
“Oh shoot! Right. Is there anything else for today?” she frowned.
“Yes, you have a meeting with some potential stylists for your salon,” I nodded.
“Oh damn, okay, well we better go,” she said standing up.
“Well Poppy, I have a lot of file organizing to do for you, so I thought instead of just following you around today, I could get a head start on that,” I replied.
“Well, I guess that’s okay. But call me once you’re done if I'm not back,” she said patting my back and switching off. I folded my arms and leered as I watched her leave.
See, I purposely booked her in back to back shit all day, so that I could have as much time with Noah as I wanted. I’d snuck into his office a couple weeks ago, and saw he had nothing on the schedule today, which is why I made sure to have his wife booked up.
Once Poppy was gone, I told her housekeeper to work on some files for me. I really didn’t need to do that, because the house was huge and she would never know what I was doing, but I felt it was best to keep her occupied. Poppy told her to help me whenever I asked, so this request didn’t seem out of the ordinary.
“So just keep alphabetizing these until I come back okay?” I smiled and then left out of the little office Poppy had given me.
I closed the door,