was just a tad bit deeper. I could definitely rock with her on some Fantasia or Keke Wyatt soul shit.
“Okay, okay I hear you. You definitely can sing, Carmen. Can you write?”
“Nah.”
“Dance?”
“A little.”
“Okay… what you think about using your choir background in your music and performances? Like Fantasia, she takes her listeners to church no matter what she’s singing. That’s your vibe. That should be your lane. Soul. Not R&B.”
“I’m in. What do I need to do?”
“First, you need to decide how you want me to help you. If all you want is for me to create some instrumentals for you and record you then that’s all you’ll get. You’ll have to pay my hourly fee and make sure you list me as your producer. If you want to sign to my label and have me as your manager you won’t have to pay me to record or write for you, but I will need fifteen percent of your record sales and what you make at your shows for the first year, and ten percent afterward for six more years. Matter of fact, I’m not even gone write for you. I’m gone let Kailani or Alayziah write for you. More than likely Alayziah since Kai is pregnant.”
Her eyes lit up when I said Kai and Al’s names and I didn’t know if it was because she knew them or if it was because I was going to let a woman work with her.
“Sounds good to me. I want to sign with you if you think I’m good enough, but I will need some time to talk it over with my dad. I’m a PK and I know he’s going to give me a hard time.”
“That’s cool. Why don’t you talk it over with him and come back to the studio this weekend? I’ll make sure Al is here so y’all can meet and see if y’all gone vibe with each other.”
“Great. I’m so excited.”
I stood and she followed.
“It was nice meeting you. You too,” she said to Bishop.
He just nodded.
I shook my head at his unfriendly ass and walked her to the door.
“Why you so rude, nigga?” I asked, sitting back down.
“Ion like her.”
“Why not? You don’t even know her.”
“Just some about her. Ion like her.”
“Aight. I’ma keep that in mind.”
Carmen
When I saw Alayziah and Rell interacting at her poetry set, I knew he was going to pursue her, and she was putty in his hands, which is why I decided to take him from her. I wanted to show her what it feels like to watch your man pine over someone else. She took mine, so I was definitely going to fuck with hers. I was going to wreck every area of her life until I had enough and I didn’t think I was ever going to get enough.
Alayziah
Layyah forced me to give her my number before we left Miami. She had been sending me Facetime requests all week and I had yet to answer. I knew it wasn’t her fault, but I just didn’t want to deal with her, and the fact that she was in a relationship with Terrell before me really makes me not want to deal with her. Yes, I always wanted siblings but I wanted them with my mother and my father. I didn’t know how I felt about her yet, but one thing I couldn’t deny was the fact that she looked like my father. They had the same light skin, jet-black hair, round faces and high cheekbones. I heard she was crazy so I figured it would be best for me to talk to her on the phone before her ass popped up in Memphis. I’d been staying at a hotel until I was mentally ready to clean my apartment out and buy new furniture.
Terrell had been harassing me about coming to stay with him but I declined. Ever since we spent the night together in Miami, I haven’t been around him as much. I just… didn’t want to start something I knew I wasn’t going to be able to finish. I was tired of loving and losing. I wished he would’ve just let me go like Jabari did, but his stubborn ass would not let me go.
He ended up giving me the money still so I did quit my job. I was about to head to the studio to see him, but I stopped by Bishop and Kailani’s house to check on her and get a feel for Layyah
“Okay, okay I hear you. You definitely can sing, Carmen. Can you write?”
“Nah.”
“Dance?”
“A little.”
“Okay… what you think about using your choir background in your music and performances? Like Fantasia, she takes her listeners to church no matter what she’s singing. That’s your vibe. That should be your lane. Soul. Not R&B.”
“I’m in. What do I need to do?”
“First, you need to decide how you want me to help you. If all you want is for me to create some instrumentals for you and record you then that’s all you’ll get. You’ll have to pay my hourly fee and make sure you list me as your producer. If you want to sign to my label and have me as your manager you won’t have to pay me to record or write for you, but I will need fifteen percent of your record sales and what you make at your shows for the first year, and ten percent afterward for six more years. Matter of fact, I’m not even gone write for you. I’m gone let Kailani or Alayziah write for you. More than likely Alayziah since Kai is pregnant.”
Her eyes lit up when I said Kai and Al’s names and I didn’t know if it was because she knew them or if it was because I was going to let a woman work with her.
“Sounds good to me. I want to sign with you if you think I’m good enough, but I will need some time to talk it over with my dad. I’m a PK and I know he’s going to give me a hard time.”
“That’s cool. Why don’t you talk it over with him and come back to the studio this weekend? I’ll make sure Al is here so y’all can meet and see if y’all gone vibe with each other.”
“Great. I’m so excited.”
I stood and she followed.
“It was nice meeting you. You too,” she said to Bishop.
He just nodded.
I shook my head at his unfriendly ass and walked her to the door.
“Why you so rude, nigga?” I asked, sitting back down.
“Ion like her.”
“Why not? You don’t even know her.”
“Just some about her. Ion like her.”
“Aight. I’ma keep that in mind.”
Carmen
When I saw Alayziah and Rell interacting at her poetry set, I knew he was going to pursue her, and she was putty in his hands, which is why I decided to take him from her. I wanted to show her what it feels like to watch your man pine over someone else. She took mine, so I was definitely going to fuck with hers. I was going to wreck every area of her life until I had enough and I didn’t think I was ever going to get enough.
Alayziah
Layyah forced me to give her my number before we left Miami. She had been sending me Facetime requests all week and I had yet to answer. I knew it wasn’t her fault, but I just didn’t want to deal with her, and the fact that she was in a relationship with Terrell before me really makes me not want to deal with her. Yes, I always wanted siblings but I wanted them with my mother and my father. I didn’t know how I felt about her yet, but one thing I couldn’t deny was the fact that she looked like my father. They had the same light skin, jet-black hair, round faces and high cheekbones. I heard she was crazy so I figured it would be best for me to talk to her on the phone before her ass popped up in Memphis. I’d been staying at a hotel until I was mentally ready to clean my apartment out and buy new furniture.
Terrell had been harassing me about coming to stay with him but I declined. Ever since we spent the night together in Miami, I haven’t been around him as much. I just… didn’t want to start something I knew I wasn’t going to be able to finish. I was tired of loving and losing. I wished he would’ve just let me go like Jabari did, but his stubborn ass would not let me go.
He ended up giving me the money still so I did quit my job. I was about to head to the studio to see him, but I stopped by Bishop and Kailani’s house to check on her and get a feel for Layyah
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