Looks Like Another Love TKO

We begin today’s episode in the Master bedroom of Tasha and Wesley’s townhome. Tasha is meticulously going through the closet, chest of drawers and bathroom gathering all of her belongings.


Wesley: What’s going on?

Tasha: My mama needs me.

Wesley: I need you. You’re going to be my wife and I need you here.

Tasha: Wes, this isn’t going to work between us and I think you know why.

Wesley: I’m sorry about our fight. Ever since it happened I’ve been trying to show that I’m sorry and that I love you. I felt you pulling away from me, but, I had no idea that it was this serious.

Tasha walks up to Wesley, grabs his hand and places her engagement ring in it. She closes his hand creating a fist. She lowers her head and kisses his hand. As she walks past him she caresses his shoulder.

Wesley: Wait! Please don’t leave me, I love you…I really do.

Tasha stops on the staircase and looks back at Wesley.

Tasha: Wesley, tell me this and be truthful.

Wesley: Okay, you have my word.

Tasha: Were you sleeping with Gabrielle before you got your deal at Silver Records?

Wesley: Where is this coming from? I don’t understand. Is this about me and you or Gabrielle?

Tasha: All of the above, answer me.

Wesley looks down and sighs.

Tasha: Exactly. This is why we can’t be together. I put my complete trust in you. But, you’re just a man. I should never have let you become the central figure in my world. I knew that you wanted Gabrielle when we were in school together. I was too blind to realize that she would do anything to hurt me and you would do anything to have her.

Wesley: I…I’m sorry.

Tasha: What did you think? Did you think we were going to get married and live happily ever after? How could we with you working hand in hand with her? That stunt with the wedding planning made you both so damn transparent.

Tasha shakes her head and sighs.

Wesley: I do love you Tasha.

Tasha: Yeah, just not more than you love her. Just do me a favor, meet me tomorrow morning so that we can put the lease completely in your name. You can have all this shit in here because I don’t need any reminders of how big of a fool I’ve been.

Wesley: I don’t want her. I want you, please…

Tasha: Please stop Wesley. She’s a conniving, vindictive, scornful woman that will make your life hell as soon as you don’t do as she pleases. I wish you best of luck with that.

Tasha walks out the door. Wesley pulls out his phone and texts Gabrielle: Tasha found out, can you come over?

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It’s Friday night. Avalon and Jessie are at “The Spot” having drinks and listening to the jazz band covering Floetry’s “Getting Late”. Jessie extends his hand to Avalon and the two stand up next to their table and begin to dance. Avalon places her arms around Jessie’s neck and caresses the back of his head. Jessie allows his forehead to gently rest upon Avalon’s forehead. He places his hand on the small of her back and gradually rests his palms on her swaying hips.

Avalon: I’m so glad that I’m here with you tonight. I feel like I’m floating on air.

Jessie responds to her by kissing her gently on her lips.

Jessie: You steal my breath every time you speak.

They realize the song is over and begin to sit down. Jessie pulls out her chair and walks over to his seat.

Avalon: You ready to go?

Jessie: No. Let’s stay a little longer. The band is really killin’ it tonight.

Avalon: Yeah, you’re right. They are on fire.

Jessie: I don’t know if it’s too soon but, I feel like I need to tell you something.

Avalon: Okay…what is it?

Jessie: I want to tell you that my heart stops beating when we’re away from each other. My stomach ties in knots when I see you walk through a room and I want to tell everyone I know how wonderful you are.

Avalon blushes and looks down at her bangles fumbling with them one by one.

Avalon: You’re too much. You know I am totally into you and our situation is a beautiful one. You’re a beautiful man.

Jessie: I love you

Avalon: Don’t just throw that out there. We don’t have to rush.

Jessie: Wow…I feel…embarrassed.

Avalon: No, I uh…I wasn’t trying to act as though I don’t love you too. I just don’t us to rush and ruin our good thing. I do love you…I do.

Jessie: Thank God! I wasn't sure but, I still had to tell you how I felt.

Avalon smiles and extends her hand. 

Avalon:  I think it's something in the car I need to show you.

Jessie:  In the car?  My car?

Avalon:  Uh, yeah.  That's the only car that belongs to either of us in the parking lot.

She winks and walks away toward the front door...

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Who?

We resume this episode with Valenica.  She is in labor.

Drexel: Call that other negro that you’re with now. Congratulations! Mazel tov! Felicitaciones! La heim! I gotta go.

Valencia: Hello? Hello?

Patrick: Who are you calling?

Valencia: My mama.

Patrick: Okay, well come on. The car is ready. You okay?

Valencia: Yeah, I’m not feeling any contractions right now.

Patrick: Just breathe remember? In through your nose and out through your mouth. We’ll be there in a second.

Valencia: Oh God! I feel another one!

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Aletha pulls out a shinny diamond encrusted band out of her purse. She hands it to Peyton.

Peyton: You and I both know we’re not ready for this. The fact that you would even assume that this is going to solve anything makes me wonder if we’ll be ready for it anytime soon. The ink isn’t even dry on your divorce papers for God’s sake.

Aletha: Where do we go from here then?

Peyton: To dinner.

They both walk into the garage and hop into Aletha’s car. They both sit in silence listening to the radio. Peyton begins to sing.

Aletha turns and watches Peyton in amazement.

Peyton: Keep your eyes on the road!

Aletha: I’m sorry it’s just that I didn’t even know that you could sing.

Peyton: Yeah, I dabble a little.

Aletha: I would say that’s more than a dabble, you’ve really got talent. Why do you hide it?

Peyton: When my parents died, I stopped singing. When I’m upset or need comfort it just comes out. I don’t know why.

Aletha: So, are you upset?

Peyton: I’m just confused. I feel like we’ve gone through so much and it hasn’t even been a year yet. What does that say about us? I have never cared about Black, White, Gay or Straight. I’ve always followed my heart and up until now, I was sure that, that was the right decision.

Aletha: Is this about being a lesbian or about me? Because you know I took a chance on us too Peyton. I’m basically supporting us financially and I’m trying to be there for you emotionally too.

Peyton: Listen Aletha, just because I make $16/hr doesn’t mean I’m not contributing. And anyway, that has nothing to do with what I was trying to say. What I’m saying is, is that I don’t know if this is what YOU really want. I didn’t take it slow with you so, I’m learning as I go and I just want to know if you’re in this because you want to be committed to a life with me.

Aletha: Why would I give you a ring if that wasn’t the case? I love you baby. I’m sorry about Mr. Phillip and about not telling you that Greg had herpes. I guess I’m not used to full disclosure…or monogamy for that matter. But, you make me want to be better.

Peyton: I love you too. I want this to work.

Aletha: It will.

Aletha looks at Peyton and caresses her face.

Peyton: Keep your eyes on the road!

Aletha: Let me just look at you, I just want to touch you.

Peyton: NO! THERE’S A CAR COMING!

A car rams into Aletha’s side of the car. The car spins and hits a lamp post. Both women are face down in the air bags.
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Valencia is sitting up in the hospital bed nursing Isis. Patrick has gone home to pick up the car seat for the baby.

There is a knock at the door.

Valencia: Come in!

Nurse: Hi mom! Congratulations! I have the birth certificate information here for you to fill out. When you’re done, just press the button on your bed and we’ll come pick it up for you.

Valencia: Oh, okay…thank you.

Isis falls asleep and Valencia kisses her and gently places her in the bassinet. She looks at the birth certificate form and reaches over to the night stand for a pen.

Valencia: Hmmm…Mother’s Full Name.

She writes: Valencia Leona Crixus

Valencia: Father’s Full Name…

She writes: Drexel Amir Coolidge

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Congratulations! Mazel tov! Felicitaciones! La heim!

Tasha: Mama what did the doctor say?


Rose: Well, he said that he thinks that the severe headaches are due to stress. Since I’ve taken every medication and had two MRIs he is suggesting that I go on disability at work. He thinks that on the job stress could be the source of my headaches.

Tasha: Oh lord mama! How will you make it on disability pay? Can you make it on disability pay?

Rose: Well, I don’t have a choice I don’t believe. When I was raising you and your sisters, I made much less than I do now and it was five mouths to feed instead of just one. I think I can manage.

Tasha: Well, I was thinking that maybe I should come home and help you out. You know, just until your health improves.

Rose: What about Wesley? I’m surprised to hear you say that you’d leave him.

Tasha: Wesley is just not who I thought he was mom. The wedding is off.

Rose: The wedding is off! Lord have mercy! I just got Reverend Jacobs to agree to officiate and now it’s off?

Tasha: Look mama, I know you’re disappointed but, I just don’t feel he is the one for me. I don’t want to make a huge mistake and get married only to find out that I’m miserable.

Rose: All married people are miserable Tashanae! Now, what has gotten into you girl? What is going on?

Tasha: Mama, I talked to Gabrielle and she told me that the only reason Silver Records signed Wesley is because he was sleeping with her.

Rose: Gabrielle? Where do I remember that name from? I know! Is that the young lady you got into it with in your sorority house? It sho’ is her! How on Earth did you manage to take up with her again? You know she don’t mean you no well…why would you listen to what she has to say?

Tasha: I had a hunch and she confirmed it mama. I can’t stay with a man that isn’t true to me.

Rose: Well ain’t none of ‘em all that “true”. I think you should talk to Wesley. Now go on and call me back….I’m tired.

Tasha: I love you mama.

Rose: I love you Tashanae…talk to Wesley ya hear?

Tasha: Yes ma’am. You get some rest…ya hear? Bye, bye.

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Valencia: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Patrick: What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you screaming and holding your stomach?

He gasped as he realized she’s in labor.

Patrick: Okay, okay, um, where is the bag? I’ve got the keys, I need to call Dr. Krantz and…

Valencia: Patrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrick! Let’s go noooooooooooooow! He, he, whooooooo, he, he, whoooooooooo!

Patrick: Okay Val, I’m going to pull the car in front. Don’t worry baby, everything is going to be okay.

Valencia rummages through her purse and pulls out her cell phone. She hastily dials a number.

Drexel: Hello?

Valencia: Drexel it’s me. Don’t hang up! Listen I’m sorry about everything. Please come to Carter General…the baby is coming!

Drexel: Call that other negro that you’re with now. Congratulations! Mazel tov! Felicitaciones! La heim! I gotta go.

Valencia: Hello? Hello?

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