Jazmine POV-
I opened up the door to my office and flipped on the lights. I took a deep breath, then walked in and took off my jacket.
It had been two months since I had actually been here to work. My home had become my office since I had took care of Aug.
It was quiet.
DJ had gone back to NY with Brandy. David went with Amber to Phoenix to help her find a house and get settled, since she would be stationed there for the Army.
More than likely he would move down there with her. They had falling in love quickly as I knew they would the moment she took him home.
Hopefully, he's a better man than his cheating ass brother. I believe he will be. But anyway I was happy for him, after so much lost, he now had somebody to love him.
It was just me now.
Alone.
Me, my thoughts and tears, trying to get my life back on track.
I didn't realize how much I lost until the dust settled and I was left...
Alone.
Lauren was talking about me not ruining Aug's career, here I was left with nothing.
August was my main client. Basically since I started on tour with him, I had no time for anyone else. Then he got sick and the opportunity with Kendrick faded away.
I'm not blaming him. I chose to take him on as client. I chose to nurse him back to health instead of going on tour with Kendrick. I chose to stop my entire world and career for him. And now I was paying for that decision.
Alone.
I called every single client I had, or who had an interest in me prior or during my stint with August, and every single one had moved on.
Kendrick was the only one who showed at least a little remorse. He promised me that if another opportunity came up he would hire me.
But I can't blame any of them. I can't expect for them to stop their entire world for me, like I did for August.
And here I was trying to figure out what I was going to do for work. Because my only client...
The client I gave my time and energy to.
The client I begged to stop pursuing me and just keep things professional, but no he just had to fulfill the male need to conquer that which he couldn't obtain easily.
The client who was only the second man in my entire life besides Ant, I have my heart and body to, was gone.
He hired some white lady named Amy, who sent me an email letting me know of my termination and demanding that I forward all future request for information that should be directed to me, to her.
I didn't expect him to keep me on, but that email was my reality that this wasn't all some bad dream.
The man I was supposed to marry was gone. My career was gone. And what little self worth I had left was swept up in this tornado of heartbreak and destroyed as well.
All I had left was negative media attention as a bitter ex trying to ruining Mother Theresa because I couldn't handle he had moved on to some chick that was now his massage therapist. That was the new rumor.
His fans attacking me on twitter daily telling me they were going to find me and kill me for trying to ruin their fav. They even made a hashtag #killdathoe🔫
And even though I made my Instagram private, they made fake pages taking my pics already accessible and photoshopping ignorant things and making mean memes about my weight.
Aug never once told them to stop. He just tweeted. #nationordieslowly🔫😂
I just got off social media all together. Here I was making the right choice for myself and my integrity. The man cheated on me!! Whether it was at the beginning or ending of our relationship, it didn't matter. Cheating means you do not respect your partnership.
I can see if we had an open relationship but we didn't and if I did that he would be livid. So why I was being punished for making the choice that honored myself was truly baffling.
And the thing is I still didn't make it public what he did!!!! And everyone was coming at me.
And what made all this worse was I had absolutely no one to talk to about this stuff. DJ was too busy.
I didn't have that type of relationship with my parents where I could talk to them about this stuff. Lauren was their golden child. She was everybody in my family's golden child. Even with my degrees and status, I couldn't earn enough for them to celebrate me.
And I guess I loved Aug so much because he was this man that gave me his full attention or so I thought.
That one person who gave me what I wanted, which was to feel special in somebodies eyes. For someone to finally see me, know that I exist and care that I do.
I think that's what everybody wants deep down.
And August made me feel that.
In a sea of everyone grabbing for his attention to just know that it wasn't the fans, it wasn't the groupies, it wasn't anybody else, it was me who captured his attention. And whoever the girl was he got pregnant, took that little bit from me.
No I still don't know who it is. He only told me she was three months.
First Ant gets killed. Then this Tyler Perry drama with August.
I'm convinced my destiny is to be a spinster with millions of cats, living in an apartment. Left to die with no one to show up at my funeral but DJ.
Feeling the emotions of the moment I sat at my desk with my head in my hands and cried.
I just couldn't understand why all this was happening to me. All I did was try to do right by people. God knows that. Why would he do me like this? I thought he was supposed to have compassion on those he loved, especially those who lived the right way.
I heard a knock on the. door.
I quickly wiped my eyes. Must be the janitor of the building my office is housed in I thought.
"Come in." I said after my eyes were dry.
The person walked in.
"Trey?" I was confused.
"Hey. Is this a bad time I need to talk to you about something?"
"No, no. You're fine. Have a seat." I pointed to the seat in front of me.
"You aight?" He sat down in the chair in front of me.
"Yeah. I'm cool. What's up?"
"I hope you don't mind I umm looked at your website and saw your office hours and figured I'd stop by."
I met him once I thought. Why is he here? Did August send him?"
"So how can I help you?"
" I was talking to Kendrick and he suggested you. He said you just spoke to him."
"Uh yeah." I cleared my throat.
"So I should get to why I'm here. I have a main publicist. She's going to handle my business in the states. But I would like to bring another one on board for a special project I'm doing it."
"Oh okay." So August didn't send him.
"I found out I have this great-grandmother still living on my father's side. I don't talk to him at all. But my mother suggested I meet her at least. Find out about that side. She lives in Ghana."
"Wow in Africa."
"Yeah so I'm shooting a documentary about it. I'm going out there six months and I needed a publicist to handle things out there with me."
"Umm that sounds like a great opportunity."
"Everything will be paid for."
This is exactly what I needed to get away from it all.
But even when the greatest opportunity presented itself to me, I was still being considerate of August.
Trey and him weren't the best of friends but they were in fact cool and I don't think he got the memo we weren't in a good place.
"Umm when do you need to know by?"
"Soon because we leaving next month. I got a couple of state side shows. Actually one in Detroit with Aug and then we leaving right after that."
I wasn't sleeping with Trey. I wasn't getting back at August by working with his friend. This was literally an opportunity that dropped in my lap and I needed this money.
I had to make myself a priority for once. Business was business.
"Yeah I'll do it."
"Cool. I'll get you all the info. Thank you for this. I feel it's going to be life changing." He smiled.
"Me too." I smiled back.
"Well let me get out your hair. Tell Yung I said what's up."
He really was clueless. Now wasn't the time to tell him tho.
"Will do."
We shook hands and he left.
I didn't know what I the future held, but I felt good about this.
**** Trey fans his life will not be totally factual. Don't come talking about he doesn't do that or anything else. That's why this is called fiction. Lol****