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The day I went to Poetics office Taylor wouldn’t let me in, she said he was in an important meeting that was going to last all day. I asked her can she let him know that I came and would like to meet up with him. It had been a few weeks now and he hasn’t emailed called or text. I guess he was trying to be done with me, but I wasn’t trying to be done with him. I mean, I was until my auntie said what she said. I was a bad bitch and I had a lot going for myself and could get just about any man I want, so why the fuck was Poetic Pain playing the fuck with me. I had got dolled up and made my way to his house. It was about 8 PM and I knew he was home. I pulled up to the gate and Jasper was there.

“Hello Jas, can you tell Poetic that I’m here to see him.”

“Ms. Starks, did he know you were coming here? You know how he feels about pop ups.” Jasper spoke pissing me the fuck off.

“I wouldn’t have to pop up if he would answer the phone. Now please Jasper can you tell him I’m here.” Jasper picked up his phone and left from away from the gate. I knew Poetic was going to be on some bullshit, I just had a feeling.

“Ms. Starks, Mr. Pain said he’s busy. He will contact you when he has some free time.” Jasper said. I was furious because Poetic doesn’t work from home so I knew he wasn’t busy. When he has a lot of work to do he stays at the studio. Poetic was starting to piss me the fuck off. He broke it off with me and now just giving me his ass to kiss. I didn’t do anything wrong I thought we ended on good terms and were going to remain friends. The vibe he’s giving tells me otherwise. I didn’t even say shit to Jasper. I just peeled off with my blood boiling. I was going to make my way to P he even kissed that bitch on the cheek. I was fucking furious. He played in my face and acted like it could never be me and him and look at the shit I just walked into.

“Hey Kayla, what could I do for you?” Poetic asked standing in front of me.

“So, this is what we’ve come too? I can’t even get a private conversation with you in your office.” I snapped.

“Kayla you better quiet down in my place of business, before you don’t get no time to have a conversation with me. Now again what can I do for you?”

“You acting real different towards me Poetic and I see why. What you fucking that fat bitch Tatum Reece?” I was instantly pissed at the thought of him dealing with her when I’m a dime.

“Woah…Kayla chill the fuck out. Come on let’s go to my office.” He said looking both ways to make sure no one heard what I just said. I don’t know why he was worried about that because his team was loyal and they wouldn’t say anything about whatever Poetic had going on. I learned that from experience. We made it in the office and he closed and locked the door.

“Kayla you can have a seat, would you like something to drink?”

“I don’t want nothing to drink, I just want to know why wasn’t I good enough for you?”

“Kayla I got a lot going on in my life and I didn’t need you to add on to it. I really didn’t see any future with you. Didn’t feel any spark with you. I just felt like I needed to end whatever it was we had going on before it messed up our friendship. I at least want to be cordial around you without it being any beef.”

“I am not buying that shit Poetic, not when I see you all cozy with Tatum Reece. I thought you didn’t like that bitch.”

“Don’t call her no bitch Kayla and what does Tatum have to do with us?”

“You right she has nothing to do with us. I hope she not using ya dumb ass to get the biggest story of the year.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked in concern.

“Nothing, you know how she do and when she get her mind set. She’ll tear your life apart to find a good story. I just hope that’s not the case with you.”

“Kayla you really dragging this. How do you even know something is going on with me and Tatum?”

“You were holding hands; you kissed her cheek and you gave her all of your attention standing out there. Poetic I saw something different in you just watching y’all two.” I said being honest. I wanted to end this conversation about Tatum before it even started, so I figured I would ask him what him and my aunt had going on.

“I don’t want to talk about you and your new love life anymore so let’s get to why I’m here.” I spoke in a sarcastic tone.

“OK, well what’s up?”

“I wanted to know what you and my Aunt Carol Peterson have going on. She seems so obsessed with you and I’m supposed to be here today finding out what you up too and what you working on.” Poetic gave me a hostile glare, that I wasn’t feeling. What the fuck did my aunt have me walk into.

“Did you just say Carol Peterson is your fucking aunt?” He barked causing me to jump.

“Yes, but I swear Poetic I didn’t even know you two knew each other. So, please calm down.” I lied.

“Me and you aunt don’t have nothing going on and when you see her tell her that me and Dashawn should be hitting her up soon, so it was no need to send you in here to spy on me. I got her, we gone do some business together real soon let her know it’s going to be a night to remember.” I was so puzzled how when I mentioned my aunt anger came over him then all the sudden he was fine and working with her. Yeah it was time for me to go and Tatum could have his bipolar ass. The shit that I had just witnessed was weird as fuck. This man was about to chew my head off then he was nice. I was done with trying to figure out Poetic Pain. I was going to call my aunt to let her know that things were in motion with her and Poetic then maybe she could leave me alone and help me get some modeling work.

“OK will do and I’m sorry for bothering you today.”

“You good Kayla, I guess you just needed some closure to what we had going on and I was fine with giving it to you. Now find you someone that’s going to be good to you.” He said causing me to think of Tony. I had such a good time with him I decided to call him and set something up with us. I liked Poetic, but I guess he just wasn’t for me.