Chapter 12: Running from Venus... An Excerpt from Scales of a Libra's Affection

“Yes! This is Ms. Jameson.”  I answered to an elderly woman’s request for me. 

          “Hi, there!  This is Mrs. Slade, the assistant principal at Payne Elementary.  We really dislike bothering our students’ parents, as we know they can be busy at work.  I must inform you, that your son, Marcus has been disruptive in class.  His teacher had to talk to him on more than one occasion."

I was definitely upset.  "Is he with you now, Mrs. Slade?"

"Yes, Marcus is here. Please, hold!"

"Hello!" Marcus sounded like, he was crying.

"Boy, what is the matter with you?!"

"I don't know, Mom."

"You don't know? Do I need to come up there and embarrass you in front of your classmates to find out?"

"No." Marcus was sniffling.

"When the teacher tells you to do something or is talking, you do it and pay attention. Do you understand me?"

"Yes."

"Let this be the last phone call I get."

"Ms. Jameson, I do have Mr. Simms on the line, just in case I couldn't reach you."

"Hey, Talora!"

"Hello, Drew!"

"Let me speak to him." Drew said.  Then, the line went completely silence.

I'm not sure, what was discussed between Drew and Marcus.  But, I didn't have any more problems from him, for the rest of the school year.  I don't know why he was misbehaving with only three months left, until the summer, before starting second grade.  When it seemed I had one of the vital men in my life on track, the other would fall off.  It couldn't be blamed all on the new technology. 

Black Planet was one of the first social networking sites ever.  Then, came along Myspace, created by a guy named Tom.  A person can design own profile and make it look like a website.  I customized me a page to network, as I was now merging into modeling.  I made Drew one, which I had access to his account and could check it anytime I want.  That's when I found notes by various women, sent to him and this one in particular: 

Candygirl84

Hey, baby!  You stay on my mind, all the time.  I want u every time, I see u.  You really don't know what you have done to me.  Are you gonna get rid of that other broad you're with, Terrain or whatever her name is?  I'm trying to wait and I don't know how long I can.  I have needs and must keep my kitty-cat satisfied.  Let me know, if you got what it takes to cum play with a real lady, Drew.  XOXO

That night, I printed the message from my computer; I tore it into as many big pieces as I could, and stuffed them into my purse.  I got dressed to head to club, Legend.  The VIP section, I already knew where Drew was, as he kept it reserved.  Soon as I entered, Drew had two heifers laid up on him.  One must have known who I was, which she quickly got off of him, as she saw me.  'Make It Rain' by Terror Squad rapper, Fat Joe featuring Lil' Wayne, must have been on my mind.  That's exactly what I did, throwing the trash in Drew's face from my pocketbook.

"Who are these bitches, you got, sending you love letters and shit on Myspace, behind my back?"

Drew took his arm from around the other chick. "Why you busting in here like this? What the fuck is the matter, Talo?"

"I'm sick of you lying.  I had seen what Candygirl84 wrote you."

"Candygirl84 is me and I advise you to back off, now." The broad, last to be on Drew, said. 

"I advise you to shut the fuck up. You don't know who you're fucking with." That was my comeback.

Blows between me and her were thrown.  Little drink tables toppled over.  The sound of broken glass grew louder.  There was pulling of hair. I made sure; I had my pocketbook clutched close to me, just in case it was going to go down.  Then, I felt Drew yank me by my waist and someone else got a hold of Candygirl84.  Everyone was stunned to see me react the way I did.  Not, Dre's Talo?  It was definitely a rude awakening.  I done had it up to here. 

"Get your goddamn hands off me!" I scratched Drew's hands as hard as I could.  He turned me a loose.  Afterward, I stormed out of Legend, with him to follow.

"Have you lost your mind?  That shit was uncalled for!" Drew scolded.

"Don't say nothing, you punk ass liar!  I'm tired of you embarrassing me, like this." Tears started to roll down my face.

"If you would let me just -"

"Give me the extra key to my place.  I don't wanna continue to see you."

"All right, since it's like that." Drew hurried to take it off his keychain and threw it to the ground, hitting my foot. 

"Just like I thought you were gonna do."

I picked up the key and left Drew where he stood.  He didn't even attempt to come after me.  I was done and hurting so bad.  I felt it coming one day; I'll be fighting over a man. If these broads really want him, they can have him. 
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