Wesley is sitting in the lobby at Silver Records. He is there to discuss the art on the cover of his album. He walks down the hall toward the restrooms and passes Gabrielle in one of the conference rooms. She is pacing back and forth with a worried expression on her face. She is shouting at the phone on the conference room table.
Wesley thinks: Good! Someone else is stressing her out for a change.
Wesley walks out of the restroom and accidentally hits Gabrielle with the door. She is visibly shaken and her face is running with mascara stains.
Wesley: Wow...you look like shit Gabrielle.
Gabrielle: On my worst day, I look better than any other woman you know. I don't need any shit from you! Just leave me alone.
Wesley: Leave you alone? Ha! That's funny. You see, I seem to recall that every time I asked you to leave me alone, you persisted; and with a vengeance at that. I really don't care what's going on with you. You have destroyed so many others. I hope you get back everything that you've been putting out there and more. Have a nice day...bitch.
********************
Patrick: Gabrielle, I can't give you that money back.
Gabrielle: Surely you're kidding me. You've got to be kidding me! You're going to ruin my relationship with my mother and my career. You have to get that money!
Patrick: Listen, you knew we'd be taking some risks when we were moving all that money around and now...it's gone.
Gabrielle: Well, borrow it against your firm.
Patrick: I wouldn't dream of doing that. Plus, I've got my own concerns.
Gabrielle: Like what? First you're gay because you thought that Marlon had money. Then, you were straight because I told you about Ashlyn. Then, you married Valencia because she was pregnant and the baby was the key Granna's inheritance money. You caused all this mess dad! Now, you're screwing me over!
Patrick: First of all, I did do all that. But, I have the common sense to know that there is no honor among thieves. Just because I'm your dad doesn't mean that you should have trusted me with all that money Gabrielle. I'm not giving it back to you because I need it. There is nothing you can do about it unless you tell the truth and I don't think you want to do that. So, suck it up and tell your mama...or figure it out yourself.
Gabrielle: Oh my God! I'm your daughter for God's sake!
Patrick: Yes, you are my daughter and I love you. But, I don't owe you anything.
Gabrielle: I hate you!
Gabrielle throws the phone into the wall and runs to the bathroom.
********************
Ashlyn is in Coiffed styling a client's hair. She has just finished and the client is admiring herself in the mirror.
Client: Girl, I look just like Gabrielle Union with this do!
Ashlyn: You sure do girl! Just make sure you keep coming back to me or you'll end up looking like Whoopi! Okaaay!
They high five.
Client: So, when are you due?
Ashlyn: Huh?
Client: You heard me. When are you due? Your face is just glowing and that little tummy is a big tummy now!
Maxanne: What? Ash you preggers?
Ashlyn: Keep your voice down Maxanne! What is wrong with you yelling all up in here?
Maxanne: We knew something was up with you! Congratulations!
Ashlyn breaks down crying and walks to her office.
Maxanne: Well damn! Was it something I said?
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Sugar
It's getting late and the crowd at KAMA is thinning out. Tabitha and her new "friend" are still chatting at their table. Lavelle and Newsome are still talking and...
Newsome: Ha, ha, ha! Girl you are hilarious! You've got me on the jokes. I don't want to cross you, you know how to rag on a fool!
Lavelle: Hey, I wasn't brought up in a easy part of Cravencrest! We used to have raggin' contest! Full of yo' mama jokes and all that! Either you were jokin' or fightin'!
Newsome: An around the way girl huh?
Lavelle: Something like that. Well, it's been nice hanging with you Newsome. I think I need to signal my girl and head out.
Newsome: Curfew already?
Lavelle: No Mr. Smartass! We are actually having a girl's weekend. So, we're headed back to our suite at the "W".
Newsome gets up from his seat and walks behind Lavelle. He picks up her jacket from the back of her chair. He holds it out for her to put on. Lavelle sits there for a moment feeling flattered and surprised.
Lavelle: Thank you Newsome. Good luck with everything.
Newsome: No, thank you Lavelle. You're a class act.
********************
Tasha is sitting in the waiting room at her mother's doctor's office waiting for her mom to come out of her appointment. She is checking her FB page on her cell phone and reading all of her wall posts.
Tasha thinks: I really wish Wesley would stop sending me these messages! He made his choice!
Rose: I swear if that phone is more attached to your hand than your fingers are! Have mercy lord!
Tasha: Hey mama. How did it go?
Rose: Well, I've got diabetes and my pressure is low.
Tasha: See mama! That's why I told you that going to those old country doctors wasn't a good idea! It took us coming up here for them to properly diagnose you.
Rose: Hush child. I been known I had sugar. I didn't know about my pressure though. And anyway, Dr. Brooks is a good doctor. They did the MRIs and everything.
Tasha: First of all mama, they probably did those MRIs to get the extra insurance money. Second of all, what do you mean you knew you had sugar? Why didn't you tell Arronette, Lavinia me or Corrine?
Rose: 'Cause y'all worry too much and Jesus said by his stripes I am healed! I'm not trying to sit around and have y'all watching what I eat and what I do! Now, the doctor done gave me these prescriptions and told me to come back in a week. So, calm down and let's go get some food.
Tasha: Oh, mama! You're a trip! But, I love you.
Rose: Love you too baby. Now, c'mon.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are sitting in their hotel suite eating fruit and drinking wine.
Tabitha: His name is Hunter.
Lavelle: Hunter? Girl, he looked light skinned but, is he White?
Tabitha: Yes he was! Girl I'm gonna be getting my swirl on! Haaaaaay!
They high five.
Lavelle: Well you definitely looked like you enjoyed yourself.
Tabitha: So did you!
Lavelle: You know what? I can't lie, I did! His name is Newsome and he is eloquent and centered and divorced.
Lavelle's phone rings.
Kendrick: Hey when you comin' home?
Lavelle: Monday.
Kendrick: Monday! My mama just dropped off the twins and I thought you were coming home. What are we going to eat Velle?
Lavelle: Go out or order take out. I need a break Kendrick. I told you I was leaving for the weekend, you didn't listen. They're your children too...do what you can and I'll see you Monday.
Kendrick: Whatever, just be back Monday morning because I've got a board meeting at 10:30am and I need to prepare.
Lavelle: I'll be there when I get there.
Lavelle hangs up the phone and there is a knock at the door. Tabitha answers the door and there is a book of jokes with a note on top of it sitting on a platter.
Tabitha reads the note out loud: "Guess I should have told you that I manage this hotel. Anyway, have a joke or two on me. Goodnight, Newsome"
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Newsome: Ha, ha, ha! Girl you are hilarious! You've got me on the jokes. I don't want to cross you, you know how to rag on a fool!
Lavelle: Hey, I wasn't brought up in a easy part of Cravencrest! We used to have raggin' contest! Full of yo' mama jokes and all that! Either you were jokin' or fightin'!
Newsome: An around the way girl huh?
Lavelle: Something like that. Well, it's been nice hanging with you Newsome. I think I need to signal my girl and head out.
Newsome: Curfew already?
Lavelle: No Mr. Smartass! We are actually having a girl's weekend. So, we're headed back to our suite at the "W".
Newsome gets up from his seat and walks behind Lavelle. He picks up her jacket from the back of her chair. He holds it out for her to put on. Lavelle sits there for a moment feeling flattered and surprised.
Lavelle: Thank you Newsome. Good luck with everything.
Newsome: No, thank you Lavelle. You're a class act.
********************
Tasha is sitting in the waiting room at her mother's doctor's office waiting for her mom to come out of her appointment. She is checking her FB page on her cell phone and reading all of her wall posts.
Tasha thinks: I really wish Wesley would stop sending me these messages! He made his choice!
Rose: I swear if that phone is more attached to your hand than your fingers are! Have mercy lord!
Tasha: Hey mama. How did it go?
Rose: Well, I've got diabetes and my pressure is low.
Tasha: See mama! That's why I told you that going to those old country doctors wasn't a good idea! It took us coming up here for them to properly diagnose you.
Rose: Hush child. I been known I had sugar. I didn't know about my pressure though. And anyway, Dr. Brooks is a good doctor. They did the MRIs and everything.
Tasha: First of all mama, they probably did those MRIs to get the extra insurance money. Second of all, what do you mean you knew you had sugar? Why didn't you tell Arronette, Lavinia me or Corrine?
Rose: 'Cause y'all worry too much and Jesus said by his stripes I am healed! I'm not trying to sit around and have y'all watching what I eat and what I do! Now, the doctor done gave me these prescriptions and told me to come back in a week. So, calm down and let's go get some food.
Tasha: Oh, mama! You're a trip! But, I love you.
Rose: Love you too baby. Now, c'mon.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are sitting in their hotel suite eating fruit and drinking wine.
Tabitha: His name is Hunter.
Lavelle: Hunter? Girl, he looked light skinned but, is he White?
Tabitha: Yes he was! Girl I'm gonna be getting my swirl on! Haaaaaay!
They high five.
Lavelle: Well you definitely looked like you enjoyed yourself.
Tabitha: So did you!
Lavelle: You know what? I can't lie, I did! His name is Newsome and he is eloquent and centered and divorced.
Lavelle's phone rings.
Kendrick: Hey when you comin' home?
Lavelle: Monday.
Kendrick: Monday! My mama just dropped off the twins and I thought you were coming home. What are we going to eat Velle?
Lavelle: Go out or order take out. I need a break Kendrick. I told you I was leaving for the weekend, you didn't listen. They're your children too...do what you can and I'll see you Monday.
Kendrick: Whatever, just be back Monday morning because I've got a board meeting at 10:30am and I need to prepare.
Lavelle: I'll be there when I get there.
Lavelle hangs up the phone and there is a knock at the door. Tabitha answers the door and there is a book of jokes with a note on top of it sitting on a platter.
Tabitha reads the note out loud: "Guess I should have told you that I manage this hotel. Anyway, have a joke or two on me. Goodnight, Newsome"
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Wednesday, December 8, 2010
There is Nothing Cookie Cutter About You...
Valencia: Go ahead and do it! I know all about how you were trying to extort money from Marlon and Ashlyn and how you and Gabrielle Silver have some sort of backdoor dealings with that record label. I will put your ass on display for the entire world to see!
Patrick is shocked that mild mannered Valencia has asserted herself in this way. He takes a deep breath and walks up within inches of her face.
Patrick: I do have feelings for you, you know.
Valencia: Patrick, you don’t feel. You hurt, you take, you use and repeat. I should have NEVER allowed you to use me as a pawn. So, go ahead and do what you have to do…and I’ll do the same.
Patrick: There was a spark between us at one time and I thought that you loved me. You hurt, took, used and betrayed me!
Valencia: Patrick, the only reason I'm here is because Drexel received that letter from you. You sent that letter because you wanted the inheritance from your grandmother. You knew that I was pregnant and that we had been intimate. You preyed on me and I foolishly allowed it!
Valencia grabs her purse and walks away. Patrick suddenly realizes that he has been more open with Valencia than anyone in his life. He thinks that for the first time that he can be hurt by someone.
Patrick screams...
Patrick: If you tell any of my business I swear I'll kill you!
********************
The door opens and Justice walks in.
Justice: Oh my God bae…my momma told me you were…
Aletha: Are you serious? What are you doing here?
Justice gives Aletha an ice cold stare and turns toward Peyton.
Justice: I'm here to check on Peyton and show her that I care. Peyton, I just got back from Tunisia and my mom told me about your accident. I rushed right over as soon as I heard...I'm so sorry.
Peyton: Thank you Justice...that's very sweet. I feel like the accident was just yesterday. I don't feel like I've been in a coma for two weeks. I'm doing good though. How was Africa?
Aletha grows impatient and interrupts their conversation.
Aletha: Peyton baby, I'm going to get something from Starbucks and return a few e-mails. When I come back, i trust that you'll be gone Armistice.
Justice: That's Justice, Arnetha.
Petyon: C'mon y'all! I'm too tired for this mess! I'll see you later baby, I was just getting ready to tell Justice that my last name is changing.
Feeling validated, Aletha smiles at Peyton and walks out of the room.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are at KAMA for Sushi and Sake Saturdays.
Tabitha: Girl! I can't believe I got you out the house! Lawd Jesus in the mornin'!
Lavelle: You are a hot mess! I'm glad I came. I needed this.
Tabitha: I see what I need standing over at the bar! Damn! Where did he get all that fine from?
Lavelle: "He get it from his momma!"
Tabitha: See uh, uh, what you're not going to do is be gettin' drunk and quoting rap songs!
Lavelle: Drunk? Me? No. I just know how to have a great time! I'll prove it.
Lavelle gets up from the table and walks toward the bar. Tabitha is whispering "come back"!
Lavell: Excuse me sir, my companion and I couldn't help but, to notice how handsome you are. How are you this evening?
Newsome: I'm well and you?
Lavelle: I'm fine. I just had to come over and introduce myself. I'm Lavelle.
Newsome: I'm Newsome. Have a seat, let me buy you a drink.
Lavelle: Well, I left my girl over there...
Newsome: Looks like she's got company.
Lavelle looks back at Tabitha. She is sitting talking to a guy.
Lavelle: Well, looks like you're right. I'll have a pineapple and vodka thanks.
Newsome: So, let me guess, stressed out wife and mom comes out with her girl for some fun on the town...right?
Lavelle: Damn! You're good!
She looks down and smiles swirling the ice in her drink.
Newsome: You're wearing your wedding ring.
Lavelle: So I am. Yes, I am a mother of twins, I operate a home based business and I'm a wife. So, yeah, I needed a little air tonight. What about you?
Newsome: I'm here celebrating my divorce.
He lets out a long sigh.
Newsome: Sixteen long years...done.
Lavelle: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Newsome: Don't be. She neglected me and our marriage fell apart. We tried to repair it but, it was too far gone. We're both happier now, I guess.
Lavelle: You guess?
Newsome: No, actually I'm sure. She's a good woman and mother. She's just not the one for me. I need a woman that will allow me to take care of her and be willing to reciprocate. Here I am getting all heavy. Let's lighten the mood. Let's talk about you. Tell me everything.
Lavelle: Well, I own an event planning business called Save the Wait and I'm a stay a home mom that juggles everything that comes along with that. My husband and I have been married for 12 years and we have both lived here all our lives. Guess I'm a cookie cutter, all American girl.
Newsome: If you don't mind me saying, there is nothing cookie cutter about you.
Lavelle blushes.
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Patrick is shocked that mild mannered Valencia has asserted herself in this way. He takes a deep breath and walks up within inches of her face.
Patrick: I do have feelings for you, you know.
Valencia: Patrick, you don’t feel. You hurt, you take, you use and repeat. I should have NEVER allowed you to use me as a pawn. So, go ahead and do what you have to do…and I’ll do the same.
Patrick: There was a spark between us at one time and I thought that you loved me. You hurt, took, used and betrayed me!
Valencia: Patrick, the only reason I'm here is because Drexel received that letter from you. You sent that letter because you wanted the inheritance from your grandmother. You knew that I was pregnant and that we had been intimate. You preyed on me and I foolishly allowed it!
Valencia grabs her purse and walks away. Patrick suddenly realizes that he has been more open with Valencia than anyone in his life. He thinks that for the first time that he can be hurt by someone.
Patrick screams...
Patrick: If you tell any of my business I swear I'll kill you!
********************
The door opens and Justice walks in.
Justice: Oh my God bae…my momma told me you were…
Aletha: Are you serious? What are you doing here?
Justice gives Aletha an ice cold stare and turns toward Peyton.
Justice: I'm here to check on Peyton and show her that I care. Peyton, I just got back from Tunisia and my mom told me about your accident. I rushed right over as soon as I heard...I'm so sorry.
Peyton: Thank you Justice...that's very sweet. I feel like the accident was just yesterday. I don't feel like I've been in a coma for two weeks. I'm doing good though. How was Africa?
Aletha grows impatient and interrupts their conversation.
Aletha: Peyton baby, I'm going to get something from Starbucks and return a few e-mails. When I come back, i trust that you'll be gone Armistice.
Justice: That's Justice, Arnetha.
Petyon: C'mon y'all! I'm too tired for this mess! I'll see you later baby, I was just getting ready to tell Justice that my last name is changing.
Feeling validated, Aletha smiles at Peyton and walks out of the room.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are at KAMA for Sushi and Sake Saturdays.
Tabitha: Girl! I can't believe I got you out the house! Lawd Jesus in the mornin'!
Lavelle: You are a hot mess! I'm glad I came. I needed this.
Tabitha: I see what I need standing over at the bar! Damn! Where did he get all that fine from?
Lavelle: "He get it from his momma!"
Tabitha: See uh, uh, what you're not going to do is be gettin' drunk and quoting rap songs!
Lavelle: Drunk? Me? No. I just know how to have a great time! I'll prove it.
Lavelle gets up from the table and walks toward the bar. Tabitha is whispering "come back"!
Lavell: Excuse me sir, my companion and I couldn't help but, to notice how handsome you are. How are you this evening?
Newsome: I'm well and you?
Lavelle: I'm fine. I just had to come over and introduce myself. I'm Lavelle.
Newsome: I'm Newsome. Have a seat, let me buy you a drink.
Lavelle: Well, I left my girl over there...
Newsome: Looks like she's got company.
Lavelle looks back at Tabitha. She is sitting talking to a guy.
Lavelle: Well, looks like you're right. I'll have a pineapple and vodka thanks.
Newsome: So, let me guess, stressed out wife and mom comes out with her girl for some fun on the town...right?
Lavelle: Damn! You're good!
She looks down and smiles swirling the ice in her drink.
Newsome: You're wearing your wedding ring.
Lavelle: So I am. Yes, I am a mother of twins, I operate a home based business and I'm a wife. So, yeah, I needed a little air tonight. What about you?
Newsome: I'm here celebrating my divorce.
He lets out a long sigh.
Newsome: Sixteen long years...done.
Lavelle: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Newsome: Don't be. She neglected me and our marriage fell apart. We tried to repair it but, it was too far gone. We're both happier now, I guess.
Lavelle: You guess?
Newsome: No, actually I'm sure. She's a good woman and mother. She's just not the one for me. I need a woman that will allow me to take care of her and be willing to reciprocate. Here I am getting all heavy. Let's lighten the mood. Let's talk about you. Tell me everything.
Lavelle: Well, I own an event planning business called Save the Wait and I'm a stay a home mom that juggles everything that comes along with that. My husband and I have been married for 12 years and we have both lived here all our lives. Guess I'm a cookie cutter, all American girl.
Newsome: If you don't mind me saying, there is nothing cookie cutter about you.
Lavelle blushes.
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Trying Times...
Tabitha gives Lavelle a call...
Lavelle: Hey girl what’s going on?
Tabitha: Nothing, on my way to the grocery store. Just thought I’d call to see what you were up to.
Lavelle: I’m sitting here watching Love Jones and folding these clothes.
Tabitha: You want to meet me at KAMA for sushi and sake later?
Lavelle: As much as I’d love to, Kendrick is out with his boys and I’m here with Camden and Cadence. By the time he gets back home, I won’t have the energy to do anything.
Tabitha: How are my god-babies? When are y’all coming to see me? They’re never going to know what their G-Mommy’s house looks like!
Lavelle: They’re fine! Camden had soccer practice this morning and Cadence had her piano lesson. They’re both in their rooms doing whatever it is that 10 year olds do.
Tabitha: So, Velle?
Lavelle: What?
Tabitha: When are you going to start living YOUR life? I hear you taking the twins here, coordinating parties there, taking care of Kendrick’s dry cleaning and redecorating for the holidays…but, I don’t hear anything about you do something for Lavelle!
Lavelle: You’re right and trust me it’s been heavy on my mind lately. I’m just in a rut and I don’t know how to get out.
Tabitha: You can start by calling the twins’ grandmamma and coming out with me tonight.
Lavelle: You know what? You’re right. Let me get things together and I’ll call you back.
Tabitha: Don’t stand me up!
Lavelle: I won’t…let me call you back.
********************
Marlon and Ashlyn are in the car...
Marlon: I’ll fix it but…
Ashlyn: But, what Marlon?
Marlon: I don’t want this to be a shadow on our marriage. I don’t want to talk about it all the time or ever for that matter. Can you just trust that I will do the right thing and rectify this situation?
Ashlyn: I trust you and I know that you love me and you won’t do anything to hurt me. Please handle this Marlon. It’s really too much on me.
Ashlyn turns her head towards the window. She begins to sniffle as tears stream down her face.
Marlon: Are you crying? What’s wrong baby? I said I would take care of it. You’ve got to believe that I want to rid us of any drama or confusion. We have a peaceful relationship and I plan to keep it that way. Ash baby, Ash!
Ashlyn: I’m pregnant Marlon!
********************
Avalon just found Jessie's antibiotics...
Jessie: I’m okay, uh, I just had an infection from when I cut my finger at the bakery.
Avalon: Doxycycline? I’ve never heard of this.
Jessie: Oh, you’ve heard of every antibiotic there is?
Avalon: Uh, no smartass! But, there are certain antibiotics that are common like penicillin and amoxicillin. Wait “Do not have sexual intercourse until all doses have been taken.” Jessie what the hell is this about? Do you have a STD?
Jessie: Naw girl! Come on now.
Avalon: Don’t try to play me for a fool! I know there would not be a warning on a bottle like this unless some sexually transmitted disease was involved. Tell me the truth now!
********************
Valencia: Patrick I hope that you understand that I made a mistake. I appreciate you being so kind to Isis and me but, she’s not your child.
Patrick: If you try to leave, I will call child protective services and tell them that you are unfit.
Valencia: Why would you do that? Why are you trying to hurt me?
Patrick: You know I need to have a child in order to secure the money from my grandmother! Why are YOU trying to hurt me?
Valencia: Go ahead and do it! I know all about how you were trying to extort money from Marlon and Ashlyn and how you and Gabrielle Silver have some sort of backdoor dealings with that record label. I will put your ass on display for the entire world to see!
Lavelle: Hey girl what’s going on?
Tabitha: Nothing, on my way to the grocery store. Just thought I’d call to see what you were up to.
Lavelle: I’m sitting here watching Love Jones and folding these clothes.
Tabitha: You want to meet me at KAMA for sushi and sake later?
Lavelle: As much as I’d love to, Kendrick is out with his boys and I’m here with Camden and Cadence. By the time he gets back home, I won’t have the energy to do anything.
Tabitha: How are my god-babies? When are y’all coming to see me? They’re never going to know what their G-Mommy’s house looks like!
Lavelle: They’re fine! Camden had soccer practice this morning and Cadence had her piano lesson. They’re both in their rooms doing whatever it is that 10 year olds do.
Tabitha: So, Velle?
Lavelle: What?
Tabitha: When are you going to start living YOUR life? I hear you taking the twins here, coordinating parties there, taking care of Kendrick’s dry cleaning and redecorating for the holidays…but, I don’t hear anything about you do something for Lavelle!
Lavelle: You’re right and trust me it’s been heavy on my mind lately. I’m just in a rut and I don’t know how to get out.
Tabitha: You can start by calling the twins’ grandmamma and coming out with me tonight.
Lavelle: You know what? You’re right. Let me get things together and I’ll call you back.
Tabitha: Don’t stand me up!
Lavelle: I won’t…let me call you back.
********************
Marlon and Ashlyn are in the car...
Marlon: I’ll fix it but…
Ashlyn: But, what Marlon?
Marlon: I don’t want this to be a shadow on our marriage. I don’t want to talk about it all the time or ever for that matter. Can you just trust that I will do the right thing and rectify this situation?
Ashlyn: I trust you and I know that you love me and you won’t do anything to hurt me. Please handle this Marlon. It’s really too much on me.
Ashlyn turns her head towards the window. She begins to sniffle as tears stream down her face.
Marlon: Are you crying? What’s wrong baby? I said I would take care of it. You’ve got to believe that I want to rid us of any drama or confusion. We have a peaceful relationship and I plan to keep it that way. Ash baby, Ash!
Ashlyn: I’m pregnant Marlon!
********************
Avalon just found Jessie's antibiotics...
Jessie: I’m okay, uh, I just had an infection from when I cut my finger at the bakery.
Avalon: Doxycycline? I’ve never heard of this.
Jessie: Oh, you’ve heard of every antibiotic there is?
Avalon: Uh, no smartass! But, there are certain antibiotics that are common like penicillin and amoxicillin. Wait “Do not have sexual intercourse until all doses have been taken.” Jessie what the hell is this about? Do you have a STD?
Jessie: Naw girl! Come on now.
Avalon: Don’t try to play me for a fool! I know there would not be a warning on a bottle like this unless some sexually transmitted disease was involved. Tell me the truth now!
********************
Valencia: Patrick I hope that you understand that I made a mistake. I appreciate you being so kind to Isis and me but, she’s not your child.
Patrick: If you try to leave, I will call child protective services and tell them that you are unfit.
Valencia: Why would you do that? Why are you trying to hurt me?
Patrick: You know I need to have a child in order to secure the money from my grandmother! Why are YOU trying to hurt me?
Valencia: Go ahead and do it! I know all about how you were trying to extort money from Marlon and Ashlyn and how you and Gabrielle Silver have some sort of backdoor dealings with that record label. I will put your ass on display for the entire world to see!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Get it Together!
Marlon and Ashlyn are putting their bags in the car. They’ve just returned from their honeymoon and they are exhausted.
Ashlyn: I don’t think I have ever been this tired in my life.
Marlon: Not even in school? I know those all nighters used to kill me! You wanna drive?
Ashlyn: Boy! Didn’t I just say I was dog tired? No I don’t want to drive!
Marlon: Okay, okay…you can’t knock me for asking. I want to thank you for something.
Ashlyn: Thank me?
Marlon: yeah for not bringing up the whole Patrick and Gabrielle thing during our honeymoon. I realize that, that whole situation is just so convoluted and I…
Ashlyn: Let me stop you right there. It concerned me when you snuck out to speak to Patrick on the phone. And, it concerned me when that bitch showed up asking for money. BUT…I decided I wasn’t going to allow them to ruin my special day OR my honeymoon for that matter.
Marlon: I understand baby and…
Ashlyn: Hold on! I’m not finished. You need to make it your top #1 priority to handle that old business. I am your wife and I will not be disrespected or violated. I love you, but I love me more. So, get it together!
*******************
Avalon answers the door in a halter top and shorts.
Jessie: Wow! You look great!
Avalon: Uh huh.
Jessie: Listen, don’t act like that. Im here to make things better not worse.
Avalon: So, what’s going on with your Facebook page? One of your women got mad.
Jessie thinks: Damn! She’s intuitive as hell!
Jessie: Uh, naw…just got hacked. Some people told me they got crazy ass e-mails from me too. So…
Avalon: Dang and here I am acting all crazy. That still doesn’t explain why you don’t want to have sex with me Jessie!
Jessie: I do baby, I do. I just want it to be romantic and special. You deserve that.
Avalon: I do huh?
Jessie kisses Avalon and caresses her face. She pulls his body on top of hers and wraps her legs around him. Just then, a bottle falls out of Jessie’s pocket and rattles to the ground.
Avalon: What is that? A pill bottle? You okay?
Jessie: Yeah girl, let’s pick-up where we left off.
Avalon: Nah wait. Antibiotics for what? What do you have?
Ashlyn: I don’t think I have ever been this tired in my life.
Marlon: Not even in school? I know those all nighters used to kill me! You wanna drive?
Ashlyn: Boy! Didn’t I just say I was dog tired? No I don’t want to drive!
Marlon: Okay, okay…you can’t knock me for asking. I want to thank you for something.
Ashlyn: Thank me?
Marlon: yeah for not bringing up the whole Patrick and Gabrielle thing during our honeymoon. I realize that, that whole situation is just so convoluted and I…
Ashlyn: Let me stop you right there. It concerned me when you snuck out to speak to Patrick on the phone. And, it concerned me when that bitch showed up asking for money. BUT…I decided I wasn’t going to allow them to ruin my special day OR my honeymoon for that matter.
Marlon: I understand baby and…
Ashlyn: Hold on! I’m not finished. You need to make it your top #1 priority to handle that old business. I am your wife and I will not be disrespected or violated. I love you, but I love me more. So, get it together!
*******************
Avalon answers the door in a halter top and shorts.
Jessie: Wow! You look great!
Avalon: Uh huh.
Jessie: Listen, don’t act like that. Im here to make things better not worse.
Avalon: So, what’s going on with your Facebook page? One of your women got mad.
Jessie thinks: Damn! She’s intuitive as hell!
Jessie: Uh, naw…just got hacked. Some people told me they got crazy ass e-mails from me too. So…
Avalon: Dang and here I am acting all crazy. That still doesn’t explain why you don’t want to have sex with me Jessie!
Jessie: I do baby, I do. I just want it to be romantic and special. You deserve that.
Avalon: I do huh?
Jessie kisses Avalon and caresses her face. She pulls his body on top of hers and wraps her legs around him. Just then, a bottle falls out of Jessie’s pocket and rattles to the ground.
Avalon: What is that? A pill bottle? You okay?
Jessie: Yeah girl, let’s pick-up where we left off.
Avalon: Nah wait. Antibiotics for what? What do you have?
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Rebuilding....
Gabrielle and Wesley are having a telephone conversation…
Gabrielle: Wesley dear…have you checked your FB fan page and your YOUTUBE account? The buzz is ridiculous! I think you owe me a congratulatory dinner.
Wesley: You know, I’ve been thinking…I don’t owe you shit. This buzz that I’VE generated is based on my talents…not yours. So, fuck you Gabrielle!
Gabrielle: Are you saying that you want to terminate your contract? If that’s the case, you owe Silver the $50,000 signing bonus you received. BEFORE…not after you terminate.
Wesley: Hmmm…funny you should say that because there is not a word in my contract about that. You can’t hustle me Gabrielle. While you were busy trying to trap me…I was busy doing my research. Not only am I going to walk with my 50k bonus, I’m going with all my original recordings too. So…yeah, like I was saying…fuck you!
********************
Avalon is in the break room at her job. She reaches into her purse and grabs her phone. She is disappointed that she hasn’t received any texts from Jessie. She logs on to her Facebook account…
Avalon thinks: Why do people always have to put 17 religious scriptures on their page? That is so annoying! You know you were tongue kissin’ some dude at the club last night!
She sees that Jessie has changed his relationship status to “single”. She immediately grabs her things and goes into a conference room.
She dials Jessie’s number…
Jessie: Uh, hey…can I call you back?
Avalon: Sure. Right after you tell me what the hell is going on?
Jessie: Nothing is going on.
Avalon: What are we in the 6th grade? You break up with me by changing your FB relationship status?
Jessie: What? No I didn’t!
Avalon: Explain how it changed Jessie! I know you were a little put off by me being so aggressive but, I had no idea you were this intimidated.
Jessie: First of all, I’m not intimidated. Second of all, I didn’t change my status on FB. I’m never on there anyway…you know that!
Avalon: Well, you need to get on there and see what this is all about then. You must have been hacked.
Jessie: Listen, I’ve got three very ornate cakes going out tomorrow. This is going to be a long day for me. One of the ladies called out sick and I’m pulling double duty. Let me come over tonight. I’ll cook us dinner and we’ll sort this out…
Avalon: Fine Jessie. 8:00pm…don’t be late.
Jessie ends the call with Avalon and calls Karla.
Karla: Why are you calling me?
Jessie: Why are you playing games? Stay off my damn FB page Karla! You are acting like I played you when you’re the one that game me Chlamydia! It’s OVER!
Karla: I know you don’t really mean that.
Jessie: I’ll let you know what I mean when I finish the antibiotics…goodbye!
********************
Peyton: You’re telling me that I’ve been in a coma for a month?
Dr. Wattington: Yes, that’s right. However, it seems you’ve emerged unscathed. After we observe you for a while and run some tests, you should be free to go home in a couple of weeks. Right now…you need your rest. We’ll be checking back very soon.
Peyton realizes she is very tired. She is so afraid to close her eyes but, is forced to do so anyway. Just when she drifts off to sleep…
Aletha: Baby?! Baby?! Thank God you’re awake!
Tears are streaming down her face.
Peyton wakes up and smiles.
Peyton: ‘Letha! I, I…
Aletha hugs Peyton tightly and runs her fingers through her hair. Peyton tries to hug Aletha back but, is lacking strength.
Peyton: The nurse told me you come everyday to read and talk to me. Thank you so much ‘Letha. I guess you are serious about me after all huh?
Peyton smiles. Then, she realizes there is a large scar on the side of Aletha’s face.
Peyton: Oh, my God! What the hell happened?
Aletha: Nothing a few stitches and some plastic surgery couldn’t fix. I’m lucky to be alive…and so are you. We were in an accident you know.
Peyton: Yeah...I remember. So, the nurse called me Mrs. Hill.
Aletha: Well, I wanted you to have me with you at all times and I thought what better way to do that than by giving you my name.
Peyton: Well, thank you…I like that. So, when are we going to make it official?
Aletha gasps.
Aletha: Are you serious? You’ve been through a lot. We have plenty of time to talk about that.
Peyton: That’s just the thing…I realize that we don’t have a lot of time. I want whatever time I have on this Earth to be spent knowing that we are one…
The door opens and Justice walks in.
Justice: Oh my God bae…my momma told me you were…
********************
Drexel and Valencia are at Waffle House. Baby Isis is in her carrier fast asleep.
Valencia: Excuse me Miss. May I have a coffee…black please?
Drexel: Should you be drinking black coffee while you’re breastfeeding?
Valencia: It’s not for me Drex…it’s for you. You still take it black right?
Drexel: Oh…yeah. Thanks.
Valencia: So, I know you want to get this over with. Let’s open the letter.
Valencia tears open the envelope and slowly removes the paper.
Valencia: Here…you read it. I can’t.
Drexel: Fine! Give it to me.
Drexel’s eyes well up with water. He places his hands over his mouth and stares at Isis.
Valencia: What! What is it? What does it say?
She snatches the paper from his hands.
Valencia: Congratulations Drexel…I told you that she was yours.
Drexel: I can’t believe I’ve missed so much already. I, I…think it’s time for you two to come back home.
Valencia: What about Patrick…I am married you know.
Drexel: That’s up to you how you handle that. I know I never stopped loving you. We have some issues to work out but, I know you should be with me. You and Isis are my family.
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Gabrielle: Wesley dear…have you checked your FB fan page and your YOUTUBE account? The buzz is ridiculous! I think you owe me a congratulatory dinner.
Wesley: You know, I’ve been thinking…I don’t owe you shit. This buzz that I’VE generated is based on my talents…not yours. So, fuck you Gabrielle!
Gabrielle: Are you saying that you want to terminate your contract? If that’s the case, you owe Silver the $50,000 signing bonus you received. BEFORE…not after you terminate.
Wesley: Hmmm…funny you should say that because there is not a word in my contract about that. You can’t hustle me Gabrielle. While you were busy trying to trap me…I was busy doing my research. Not only am I going to walk with my 50k bonus, I’m going with all my original recordings too. So…yeah, like I was saying…fuck you!
********************
Avalon is in the break room at her job. She reaches into her purse and grabs her phone. She is disappointed that she hasn’t received any texts from Jessie. She logs on to her Facebook account…
Avalon thinks: Why do people always have to put 17 religious scriptures on their page? That is so annoying! You know you were tongue kissin’ some dude at the club last night!
She sees that Jessie has changed his relationship status to “single”. She immediately grabs her things and goes into a conference room.
She dials Jessie’s number…
Jessie: Uh, hey…can I call you back?
Avalon: Sure. Right after you tell me what the hell is going on?
Jessie: Nothing is going on.
Avalon: What are we in the 6th grade? You break up with me by changing your FB relationship status?
Jessie: What? No I didn’t!
Avalon: Explain how it changed Jessie! I know you were a little put off by me being so aggressive but, I had no idea you were this intimidated.
Jessie: First of all, I’m not intimidated. Second of all, I didn’t change my status on FB. I’m never on there anyway…you know that!
Avalon: Well, you need to get on there and see what this is all about then. You must have been hacked.
Jessie: Listen, I’ve got three very ornate cakes going out tomorrow. This is going to be a long day for me. One of the ladies called out sick and I’m pulling double duty. Let me come over tonight. I’ll cook us dinner and we’ll sort this out…
Avalon: Fine Jessie. 8:00pm…don’t be late.
Jessie ends the call with Avalon and calls Karla.
Karla: Why are you calling me?
Jessie: Why are you playing games? Stay off my damn FB page Karla! You are acting like I played you when you’re the one that game me Chlamydia! It’s OVER!
Karla: I know you don’t really mean that.
Jessie: I’ll let you know what I mean when I finish the antibiotics…goodbye!
********************
Peyton: You’re telling me that I’ve been in a coma for a month?
Dr. Wattington: Yes, that’s right. However, it seems you’ve emerged unscathed. After we observe you for a while and run some tests, you should be free to go home in a couple of weeks. Right now…you need your rest. We’ll be checking back very soon.
Peyton realizes she is very tired. She is so afraid to close her eyes but, is forced to do so anyway. Just when she drifts off to sleep…
Aletha: Baby?! Baby?! Thank God you’re awake!
Tears are streaming down her face.
Peyton wakes up and smiles.
Peyton: ‘Letha! I, I…
Aletha hugs Peyton tightly and runs her fingers through her hair. Peyton tries to hug Aletha back but, is lacking strength.
Peyton: The nurse told me you come everyday to read and talk to me. Thank you so much ‘Letha. I guess you are serious about me after all huh?
Peyton smiles. Then, she realizes there is a large scar on the side of Aletha’s face.
Peyton: Oh, my God! What the hell happened?
Aletha: Nothing a few stitches and some plastic surgery couldn’t fix. I’m lucky to be alive…and so are you. We were in an accident you know.
Peyton: Yeah...I remember. So, the nurse called me Mrs. Hill.
Aletha: Well, I wanted you to have me with you at all times and I thought what better way to do that than by giving you my name.
Peyton: Well, thank you…I like that. So, when are we going to make it official?
Aletha gasps.
Aletha: Are you serious? You’ve been through a lot. We have plenty of time to talk about that.
Peyton: That’s just the thing…I realize that we don’t have a lot of time. I want whatever time I have on this Earth to be spent knowing that we are one…
The door opens and Justice walks in.
Justice: Oh my God bae…my momma told me you were…
********************
Drexel and Valencia are at Waffle House. Baby Isis is in her carrier fast asleep.
Valencia: Excuse me Miss. May I have a coffee…black please?
Drexel: Should you be drinking black coffee while you’re breastfeeding?
Valencia: It’s not for me Drex…it’s for you. You still take it black right?
Drexel: Oh…yeah. Thanks.
Valencia: So, I know you want to get this over with. Let’s open the letter.
Valencia tears open the envelope and slowly removes the paper.
Valencia: Here…you read it. I can’t.
Drexel: Fine! Give it to me.
Drexel’s eyes well up with water. He places his hands over his mouth and stares at Isis.
Valencia: What! What is it? What does it say?
She snatches the paper from his hands.
Valencia: Congratulations Drexel…I told you that she was yours.
Drexel: I can’t believe I’ve missed so much already. I, I…think it’s time for you two to come back home.
Valencia: What about Patrick…I am married you know.
Drexel: That’s up to you how you handle that. I know I never stopped loving you. We have some issues to work out but, I know you should be with me. You and Isis are my family.
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Thursday, October 14, 2010
What Goes Around...
We resume this episode with Wesley after Tasha has ended their engagement...
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?
Gabrielle (texting): Good riddance! So, I guess you are serious about your career after all! Be there in a sec!
20 minutes later, Wesley is standing outside his apartment smoking a cigarette. Gabrielle pulls into a parking space.
Gabrielle: Why are you smoking? You should be drinking! This is a joyous day!
Wesley: Cut it out…you know I love her.
Gabrielle: Yeah but, you don’t love her more than you love the promise of a successful career…do you? OR do you want to go back to making $45K as a teacher?
Wesley: Listen, you won okay? I don’t want to talk about Peyton or this whole mess anymore. Just make sure you make my album blow.
Gabrielle walks up to Wesley, and grabs him by the crotch.
Gabrielle: You will listen to whatever I chose to say. You will screw me whenever I chose to screw and you will act like you like it or you will find yourself back in the classroom quicker than you can spell T-E-A-C-H.
She kisses him hard, bites his bottom lip and walks away.
Gabrielle: Ciao!
********************
Avalon and Jessie have just admitted their love for each other...
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...
They stand against the car and share a deep passionate kiss. Avalon unbuttons her blouse and reaches for Jessie’s belt buckle.
Jessie: Av baby! Chill…you’re going to get us caught.
Avalon: That’s what makes it fun! Let’s be spontaneous. Why are you afraid?
Jessie: I’m not afraid, I just thought our first time making love would be romantic not raunchy in the back of my car!
Avalon placed his hand in her panties and said this is the epitome of romance…take me now…
Jessie yanks his hand back and gets in the driver’s seat.
Jessie: Let’s go.
Avalon: Are you serious? We just avowed that we loved each other and making love would be the icing on the cake. What is the real reason that you don't want to do this?
********************
We venture into the lives of Peyton and Aletha ...
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.
Peyton opens her eyes and looks around the room. She becomes startled when she realizes where she is. She sees a bouquet of yellow roses next to her bed with a red note attached. She opens the card and reads it aloud: “Peyton, I love you and I’m not going anywhere - Aletha.” She suddenly remembers the accident and sits straight up in the bed. She places her feet on the floor but, is too weak to stand. She hits the nurse’s button.
Nurse: Mrs. Hill?
Peyton: Uh, yes, I need help.
Nurse Baker opens the door. She is accompanied by a doctor.
Dr. Wattington: So, welcome back!
Peyton: Welcome back?
Nurse Baker: Yes honey, you’ve been in Acoma for the past three weeks. Just so you know…we called your wife, she comes to read to you and visit with you everyday.
********************
We visit newborn baby Isis and her mother Valencia...
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
Three and a half weeks later…
Patrick: I need Isis’ birth certificate for her trust fund papers.
Valencia: Uh, it hasn’t come yet.
Patrick: Really? What is the hold up? Call them and see what’s going on.
Valencia: I’ll call when I put her down for a nap.
Ring, ring…
Valencia: Hello?
Drexel: Is this some kind of joke?
Valencia: What? Uh?
Drexel: Don’t you even think about denying it! You put me on this child’s birth certificate as the father? What is wrong with you?
Valencia: You are her father Drexel! I tried to tell you but, you would never give me a chance!
Drexel: Really? She’s mine? Okay, let’s do a paternity test.
Valencia: Fine…I’ll make an appointment.
Patrick was eavesdropping on Valencia’s call. He becomes enraged.
Patrick: What goes around comes around eh Val?
Valencia: I’m sorry Patrick, I…
Patrick: She is my child…and when the tests come back positive…I’m going to divorce you and take custody.
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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?
Gabrielle (texting): Good riddance! So, I guess you are serious about your career after all! Be there in a sec!
20 minutes later, Wesley is standing outside his apartment smoking a cigarette. Gabrielle pulls into a parking space.
Gabrielle: Why are you smoking? You should be drinking! This is a joyous day!
Wesley: Cut it out…you know I love her.
Gabrielle: Yeah but, you don’t love her more than you love the promise of a successful career…do you? OR do you want to go back to making $45K as a teacher?
Wesley: Listen, you won okay? I don’t want to talk about Peyton or this whole mess anymore. Just make sure you make my album blow.
Gabrielle walks up to Wesley, and grabs him by the crotch.
Gabrielle: You will listen to whatever I chose to say. You will screw me whenever I chose to screw and you will act like you like it or you will find yourself back in the classroom quicker than you can spell T-E-A-C-H.
She kisses him hard, bites his bottom lip and walks away.
Gabrielle: Ciao!
********************
Avalon and Jessie have just admitted their love for each other...
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...
They stand against the car and share a deep passionate kiss. Avalon unbuttons her blouse and reaches for Jessie’s belt buckle.
Jessie: Av baby! Chill…you’re going to get us caught.
Avalon: That’s what makes it fun! Let’s be spontaneous. Why are you afraid?
Jessie: I’m not afraid, I just thought our first time making love would be romantic not raunchy in the back of my car!
Avalon placed his hand in her panties and said this is the epitome of romance…take me now…
Jessie yanks his hand back and gets in the driver’s seat.
Jessie: Let’s go.
Avalon: Are you serious? We just avowed that we loved each other and making love would be the icing on the cake. What is the real reason that you don't want to do this?
********************
We venture into the lives of Peyton and Aletha ...
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.
Peyton opens her eyes and looks around the room. She becomes startled when she realizes where she is. She sees a bouquet of yellow roses next to her bed with a red note attached. She opens the card and reads it aloud: “Peyton, I love you and I’m not going anywhere - Aletha.” She suddenly remembers the accident and sits straight up in the bed. She places her feet on the floor but, is too weak to stand. She hits the nurse’s button.
Nurse: Mrs. Hill?
Peyton: Uh, yes, I need help.
Nurse Baker opens the door. She is accompanied by a doctor.
Dr. Wattington: So, welcome back!
Peyton: Welcome back?
Nurse Baker: Yes honey, you’ve been in Acoma for the past three weeks. Just so you know…we called your wife, she comes to read to you and visit with you everyday.
********************
We visit newborn baby Isis and her mother Valencia...
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
Three and a half weeks later…
Patrick: I need Isis’ birth certificate for her trust fund papers.
Valencia: Uh, it hasn’t come yet.
Patrick: Really? What is the hold up? Call them and see what’s going on.
Valencia: I’ll call when I put her down for a nap.
Ring, ring…
Valencia: Hello?
Drexel: Is this some kind of joke?
Valencia: What? Uh?
Drexel: Don’t you even think about denying it! You put me on this child’s birth certificate as the father? What is wrong with you?
Valencia: You are her father Drexel! I tried to tell you but, you would never give me a chance!
Drexel: Really? She’s mine? Okay, let’s do a paternity test.
Valencia: Fine…I’ll make an appointment.
Patrick was eavesdropping on Valencia’s call. He becomes enraged.
Patrick: What goes around comes around eh Val?
Valencia: I’m sorry Patrick, I…
Patrick: She is my child…and when the tests come back positive…I’m going to divorce you and take custody.
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