"There will not be a sequel.
Masterpiece by Jazmine Sullivan is the song. You should give it a listen in m/m."
Jazmine POV-
I sat in the chair in my dressing room doing vocal warm ups.
It was going to be our last night in Ghana, and Trey ended with a huge concert for his fans here.
It had been a tough past six months. I cried a lot. Due to Trey's immaturity I laughed a lot and I learned more than I could ever imagine thanks to Nana Efya.
I wasn't afraid to be me anymore. I wasn't afraid of what people would think or what they would say.
Preparing for this day I knew what I wanted. And I wanted to be both a pianist and a singer. After I returned home I was going to leave behind my life as a publicist and chase my dream and not stop until I caught up with it.
I didn't know quite how. But I knew through prayer, God would send the right opportunities and the right people like he always has done.
"A bitch was gon perform in fucking Ghana for 20,000 people and not tell me." I looked in the mirror and saw my bae.
"Djjjjjjjjjjj!!!!!!!!!!" I jumped out the chair and went to hug him.
"Nah don't hug me. You barely called me this whole time you was out here." He didn't hug me back.
"DJ I was just going through some things and just needed time to myself. To figure things out."
"Ain't no figure out without me bihhhh."
I laughed.
"I see you. Giving us boob realness." He poked my boobs oozing out of my dress.
"Stop." I laughed hitting his hand.
"Well this is for you." He handed me a bouquet of roses.
"Aww thank you." I hugged him.
"How did you find out about?"
"Lauren told me. Trey called your family and invited them."
"Nobody could come?"
"Lauren's premiere of Scream Queens is tomorrow so she said she wouldn't be back in time if she did."
"It's fine." I smiled. "I'm glad you're here."
Although inside it hurt me. This always happens. But I wasn't going to let it bring my spirits down.
"How you been tho?" He sat in the chair.
"I've been." I sighed. "Learning to just focus on me and this moment you know?"
"Oh I feel you. So Amb trapped David and their getting married."
I cracked up. "I knew that was going to happen."
"Hopefully he better than his trifling ass brother." DJ rolled his eyes. "And you know he gon be at the thing?"
"I know." I sighed. "I'm not afraid tho. I let go of all the animosity I had towards him."
"What does that mean?"
"It means I gain nothing by being angry at him. But anyway I don't want to have this conversation. I'm focusing on me and my moment."
There was a knock at the door.
"You ready?" Trey asked me.
"As best as I can be."
"Ahhhh stop being humble you gon kill it. But we about to pray then go up. Meet me in my dressing room."
"Oh ok." I got up.
Trey left out.
"Please tell me you got a piece of all that goodness why you was out here."
"No. I don't homey hop."
"If a homey look that damn good, you hop hoe."
"Goodbye DJ." I laughed.
He gave me one more hug. Then I went to Trey's dressing room and DJ went to find his seat.
August POV-
I looked through the glass and smiled as he slept peacefully in the little bed thingy.
I don't know what it's called. I don't know anything about being a father really, but seeing him and after the DNA test confirmed it was mine, I wanted to learned everything I could.
Princess named him Chime after her dad. They were Nigerian. His full name was Chime Mbanuzue (her last name) Alsina.
"You want to hold him?"
The nurse asked me.
"Uh...I don't know how." I let out a nervous laugh.
"I'll show you." She invited me in.
I walked over to his little bed. She picked him up and showed me how to hold him.
I followed her instructions.
"See you're a natural." She smiled.
Chime moved his little arms and feet, like he was trying to go somewhere.
"Where you trying to go man?" I chuckled.
He let out a little smile at the sound of my voice.
Seeing him put things into perspective for me. No more living reckless. These little eyes were looking at me to be an example. I was going to be everything to him, my father was not to me.
I kissed his forehead to seal that promise.
Jazmine POV-
"Ghana how y'all feeling?" Trey asked the crowd.
The stadium of over 20,000 screamed.
"I said how y'all feeling Ghana!"
They screamed even louder.
"Y'all enjoyed tonight?"
"Yes." They screamed.
"That makes me happy. Before we go I want to bring out a surprise for y'all. My publicist who put this show together. Rather this entire trip, i found out is a wonderful singer and pianist. And she'd been holding out on me. So I want her to perform tonight on this stage for y'all. Y'all show some love for my girl, Miss Jazmine Palmer."
They crowed cheered.
I walked out. The lights blinding, but feeling the love of the crowd. I hugged Trey, then went to sit at the piano.
I played a couple of warm-up chords to ease my fluttering nerves.
"Ghana I thank you and Trey for having me. Tonight I'm going to perform for you a song I wrote called Mona Lisa. I hope you guys love it. Here we go."
I started to play the song and sing. At first I was nervous but the more I sung and played the more comfortable I got.
Trey's band and back up singers joined in to help me out. Trey told people to put their phones in the air. And we ended up singing it together.
Trey was so supportive. He demanded the people clap on best as I sung. It was so exhilarating being on that stage.
When I was finished Trey asked me to get up and come to the front of the stage.
"Wasn't she good yall?" The crowd cheered.
I blushed at the love.
"Right here in front of everybody I want to ask you to..." He got on one knee.
"Marry me?"
I looked at him.
"I'm playing." He laughed.
I hit him upside his head. He was too damn silly.
"I want to Ask you to accompany me on my world tour not as my publicist but as my opening act."
"Really?" I said surprised.
"Yeah." Trey smiled.
"Of course." I clapped surprised.
He got up and hugged me.
"And I got another surprise."
My father, mother and Lauren came out rolling a cake that said we're proud of you.
I started to cry right there.
Things were starting to come together for me. And all the hurt I felt, started to go away.