Fiction as Reality Part 2

I closed the door and stood there for a second with my back against it. I was so utterly confused. Lavell was standing on the balcony of the living room. I walked out there and stood against the wall. 

"Are you surprised to see me?" He asked.

"Well of course I am. I haven't talked to you in years. It's kind of strange that you just happened to show up at my hotel room. I haven't even told my parents I was here."

He laughed and walked over to me. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me close to him. He kiss was so sweet and still filled with so much passion. He opened his eyes and smiled. The chemistry that I felt for so many years when I looked into his eyes was no longer there. It was if I was looking into an empty soul. Thank god I thought to myself. I finally accomplished the task of getting over this man. I declined Lavell's offer to go to dinner. I knew that nothing good could come from hanging around him.

I reluctantly asked Lavell to leave and astonishingly he obliged. 


I glanced at the clock and realized it was starting to get late. My sister Maricela's flight would be landing soon. I hopped in the shower just to freshen up. Underneath the flowing water I felt all my worries and thoughts being washed away. It was crazy to think that as much as I have changed, this city has stayed exactly the same. The same people were still doing the same things and acting the same way. I wasn't sure if anyone knew of the work I had been doing or the work that I was about to be doing. Either way I was happy with my life and now I just needed to be happy with myself. The soft terry cloth of the hotel robe felt warm and comforting. I rushed to fix my hair, put on my makeup and get dressed. I knew I was running late and that was going to conflict with my plan to surprise Maricela. I headed to the front desk and asked the clerk if there was a limo available. She made a quick call and within seconds there was a driver outside waiting for me. I figured if I was going to surprise my big sister why not do it the grandest way possible? I waited patiently in the limo while Dennis, the driver, got out with that wonderful sign that had my sister's name printed beautifully on the front. My sister walked out of the airport baggage claim looking like a million bucks. And as well she should since she was working with a multimillion dollar company. Dennis opened the back door for Maricela and she just smiled when she saw me. I got out and gave her a huge hug. 

"What up sis!" I yelled.

"So that's what's up huh? We just show up in a limo now? Wow. Ok superstar." 

We got back into the limo and just couldn't stop talking. We spoke on the phone all the time but it had been a few months since we had actually seen each other. My sister and I had been doing business together for almost two years now. She basically handled all the negotiations of money and contracts for me. I was the creative part and she was the business side. Royal Boogie productions had been doing very well for a small company. My sister was happy. She had plenty of money for bills, shopping and taking care of her family. The thing she loved the most was the fact she traveled all the time. The only thing she hated was that she wasn't able to take her husband and daughter on all her trips. I love having the family with us when we travel but sometimes business needs to stay business. 

We got to the hotel and I just kept having more surprises for her. I had just received a royalty check for a song I had written so I decided to splurge. I handed Maricela a box and right away she got excited.

"Oh man. You know how I love little boxes. They hold the best presents." She said. She opened it slowly as if to keep the suspense as long as possible. When she saw the 3 karat princess cut diamond studs she hugged me and said thank you. 

"You know just what to get me all the time. How do they look?" She said as she put them on.

"Wait, don't even answer that. I know they look perfect." She joked.

I told her how I had made plans for dinner with Deann and that she was going too. She didn't try and argue. We both opened our suitcases and began to search for something stunning. I called Deann as my sister got ready for dinner.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hey girl it's me. So what do you say I come and pick you up in about an hour and a half? I made reservations for you, me, and Maricela."

She said ok and we hung up. I decided I'd get all dressed up just because. I had just bought a brand new Dolce and Gabana dress and these amazing Christian Loboutins. Maricela looked just as stunning in a floral Gucci dress with blue Lanvins. I thought that taking the limo for the night would not only be a good idea but at the same time would be fun.  I popped open a bottle of Dom on the way to pick up Deann. As me and my sister sipped on our champagne I told her how happy I was to have reached the level of success that we had achieved. 

Do People Still Date?

For awhile now I have not had the pleasure of being taken on a proper date.  Seems that chivalry is dead and that men no longer feel the need to woo a woman or to date them.  I think there is something wrong with my generation.  These so called men expect to come into a woman's home the very first time that they meet each other.  Personally I'm not comfortable with an almost stranger being in my house or knowing where I live.  The whole "kicking it" scenario is one that needs to be of the past.  In my experience men feel that they are tricking off on women if they take them out and pay for the bill.  Last night I had the pleasure of being taken on a real grown up date.  The man who has been a friend of mine just recently expressed that he had a romantic interest in me.  I was quite pleased and flattered at this finding.  He took me out to dinner and we had drinks.  I have never laughed so much and smiled so hard in a very long time. Its nice to see and know that there are actual real men still left in the world.  For all of you men who find it appalling to spend money on a woman you have a lot of growing up to do.  I am all for equal rights and yes I don't mind paying every so often.  But just so you know woman do enjoy being treated like a lady and shown a good time without having to lift a finger.  You men like to come home to a clean house and a warm meal, well we women like to be taken out and treated like a princess.  Get it right men if you don't treat your woman with all of this luxury from time to time there will be someone else who will...  I am living proof of that..

Men Vs. Women

Last night I was having a conversation with a male friend of mine.  We began talking about relationships and love in those relationships.  Then some how it came up in conversation that he believes if a woman he is with is making money, that the money she makes should go to him for him to keep for the couple.  Needless to say I was more than appalled by his chauvinistic attitude.  I just didn't understand why he though that he should have control of the the finances in the relationship.  He tried to explain to me that he's "the man of the relationship and what I say goes."  SMH.  I could not believe that he really thought this way.  So I dove deeper into the concept. I asked him if he and his girl were hurting for money, would he care where she got it from or just that she gave the money to him?  He replied with money is money.  Shocked once again I gave him a scenario.  I said, "Say a man was willing to give your girlfriend money for spending time with him.  Would you care if she started dating someone else along with you?"  He replied by saying, "Make that money for us.  She would just be using him and his money would be coming back to me so why would I be mad?"  See ladies this is the problem.  Men like this.  For some reason this young man feels that his girlfriend is not equal to him.  Seems that he would rather be her pimp than her lover and friend.  Why is it that men still think that they wear the pants in the relationship and therefore have the ability and right to control the relationship?  Personally I could never be with a man who thinks that he can control me and take my money.  I work hard for my money and that's why it's exactly that MY MONEY! LOL.  It's understandable that with the history that is between men and women there is still an issue of control.  But with it being 2011 and with all the advances in gender equality you would think that the men would start to understand that women are just as competent (if not more) then their male counterparts.  To me relationships should not be about who has the power but more about how the other person makes you feel.  Unfortunately many men and women are raised to believe that the man makes the decisions and that the man is the head of the household.  I think that if a man can't handle a strong woman who wants to take charge sometimes, then he isn't really a man at all.  Don't get me wrong I'm all for chivalry and I love a man that can make me feel safe.  But there is a difference in protecting you woman and controlling your woman.  The type of men that I have dealt with in past years seem to all be this chauvinistic type of male that feels his word is law.  I'm sorry to burst your bubble fellas but the only man that I have ever taken orders from is my father.  And there will never be another guy like him.  So until you can treat me and take care of me the way my father does then your word doesn't mean shit.  LOL.  Anyway, to all you men who are trying to control your girl or make her do things just to make you happy, think about this:  How would you feel if some man was treating your mother, sister, aunt or whoever you care about that way?  Don't do something that you wouldn't want done to yourself or to someone that you care about.  Remember that all actions have consequences whether negative or positive.