Jacquees

I am so happy that me and January talked. Before she came back I had thought about a break-up or just calling it quits. The more I thought about it the more my heart wouldn't allow me to do so. Then when I walked in and saw her with her bags packed as if she was going to leave, had me in fear. I love her so much until it scares me because of the depth of love I have for her. There isn't anything that I wouldn't do for her. If I could give her the world I would. I can't wait for this fashion show to be over so that I can have some alone time with January. The show should be starting in about 15 minutes and I am ready to see what Ray and Nesha have been designing. Then I already know that my baby's make-up skills gone be on lock. I happened to look to my left and I saw this dude that looked at me weird but I just brushed it off.

I got up and walked to where Issa and Johntae were standing. They were just shooting the shit while I noticed Johntae had his eyes on this girl. I just smirked because I knew before this show was over my nigga was gone have them digits.

"Que how long you been standing there?" Johntae asked.

"Long enough to see you checking shawty out over there." I said pointing to where the girl was standing.

"Oh my nigga checking someone." Issa said dapping Que.

"Look y'all two got your ladies, so why can't I find me one too." He said while running his hand over the deep waves of his hair.

"True." Que and Issa said in unison.

I felt hands slide around my waist hugging me from behind. I already knew who it was without turning around. Issa and Johntae were just smiling like two fools.

"Hey baby."

"Hey boo." January said.

I turned around and when I did all I could say was "DAMN!"

January started blushing and I kissed her on her cheek. She had on this black fitted jumpsuit that was cut in a deep v all the way to her navel. The sides were sheer. I gave her a strange look and she just smiled because she knew what my eyes were asking.

"No Que I don't have on panties, but the crotch is made as if they are panties."

"You know that ass mines tonight and when I give you this dick you better take all of it."

"Que stop being nasty." I said while laughing.

"I can't help it. You shouldn't be so damn sexy."

"Thanks babe. Look I gotta go the show starts in a couple of minutes." I kissed Que and started walking off.

I was in a trance because January has always been sexy and beautiful to me but now it is something a little different about her. Whatever it is I love it. I noticed that the lights had dimmed and I knew that the show was about to start. We went and took or seats and soon as we did Ray and Nesha came to end of the catwalk and they made their introductions. Shortly after the models came out, Nesha and Ray spoke about each piece. I had to admit that Rhapsody Style was going to be extremely successful because what I am seeing it is going be worth spending money on. The first half went by smoothly and the next half was going to be the show stoppers. Alicia was going to be last because the piece that she was going to be wearing was going to be the 'Wow Factor.'

We decided to get up and get something to drink and mingle. I saw January's mother and father in what seemed to be a very intimate conversation by the way she was looking at him. When we got to the concession area I saw that dude again from earlier.

"Aye do y'all know that cat over there." I said pointing.

Issa and Johntae turned to look at who I was talking about.

"Nah man we don't know who that nigga is but when can go ask him." Issa said.

"Yeah we can ask him what the fuck his problem is looking like a creeper." Johntae said.

"Nah its probably nobody. Let's go get our seats before somebody takes them cause this bitch packed."

We walked back in and got our seats and the show started back again. Everybody breezed through and finally the music changed to that dramatic music letting you know it was about to be something big. Alicia came down the catwalk and I thought Issa was gone have a damn heart attack when he saw her.

She had on this long fitted red dress that had a high slight up her right thigh. It was sleeveless with a low neck line. Her hair was piled on top of her head and her make-up was flawless of course. When she struck her poses and turned around all you could hear were collective gasps because the back of the dress was cut all the way to her lower back right above butt. That was the damn show stopper. Cameras were flashing and round of applauds could be heard throughout. All the models came back out and graced the stage.

Now it was time to bring out the make-up artist and the hair stylist.

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I was in back ready to walk out to be introduced when I turned around and there was this man looking at me with a strange and evil look on his face. I was already not feeling one hundred percent and I was not in the mood for somebody's bullshit.

"Who the fuck are you? And what the hell do you want?" I said folding my arms across my chest.

"You know everything else January. So why is it you don't know who I am and what I want?"

I looked at this tall dark-skinned like he had done lost his damn mind. What the fuck? Was I supposed to be psychic?

He came closer and I could here my name being called.

"Look whoever the fuck you are I don't have time for this shit. I have to go out on stage."

I started walking towards the door, trying to go around him but he grabbed me.

He pulled out a knife and pulled my back against his front placing the knife under my chin.

"Look bitch you will do what I say. Because of you everything is fucked up and this time nobody will be able to save you."

Tears started to stream down my face because I knew that this was going to be it. I was praying to God that someone would bust through the doors. I heard my name called again and I was hoping that someone would realize something was wrong. He started walking me out so that we could go out the back way. Oh God...please not again....All I could think about was Que......This was not apart of the show.....