Enjoy...
Sophia
"Sophia! Sophia! Over here beautiful!" the paparazzi called out to me.
"Smile beautiful!"
"How's the fashion going?"
"Sophia, I love you!!" a fan yelled.
"May I get your autrograph!?"
"Are you still dating Legacy from the New Boyz?" says a paparazzi.
I ignore all ignorant comments that were being yelled, gave a fan my autograph and hopped in my limo that drove off to my studio.
"Same shit, different day" I thought to myself.
I was a B-list Celeb... for those of you who didn't know what that was, it was a celebrity who was famous but not worldwide. I was only beginning my career as an inspiring fashion designer. The first Celebrity I ever worked with was Whitney Houston before she died.
What a beautiful soul.
I was just getting use to the Paparazzi grilling me every day of the month. Simply because I was a famous member of a boy band's Ex girlfriend.
My phone went off with 'Love song' by Chris brown playing gracefully. I listened for awhile and finally answered.
"Get at me" I chimed.
"What's up Biiitchhhhhhhh" my sister slurred through the other line.
"C-can you come pick me up baby girl? I'm at... th- the uhh.. Bar across town from your studio!"
"Lani, what did I tell you about calling me to come and save you every fucking time you get too drunk to go home by yourself?" I yelled.
"I am no longer your baby sitter... those days are over I have a career to invest in!"
I hung up in her face. I was honestly tired of always having to take care of her every time she was stuck in a situation that dealt with drinking. She was only 17 and it was time for her to start acting like it.
I don't even know how she got in that bar in the first place.
I sighed, "Could you pass by my studio please towards tijuana bar?" this would be last time I saved her ass.
***
When I got there she was no where to be found... I panicked and walked into the bar to search for her. No sign of Keilani anywhere. I got upset and stormed out the bar and dialed her number to see where she was. No answer. I called about several times only to get her childish voice-mail. I got scared and told the driver to drive me around to the alley behind the bar.
There she was... laying lifelessly in front of the dumpster. I jumped out and ran towards her, I thought she was asleep but only to find blood leaking from her head. I started screaming and panicked and called the paramedics for help.
She couldn't.. she just can't be dead! I know I was wrong for abandoning her after my career took off but, she couldn't die on me...
I needed my baby sister here.
Langston
I woke up in a white room with beeping noises and people surrounding me... wondering what happened.
Was I in a hospital? Who put me in here? How'd I get here? So many questions that I wanted to be answered.. I was puzzled. I moaned in pain at the movement I tried to create only to find out I couldn't move from the needles being inserted in my arm.
