I was standingin front of my floor-length mirror admiring how good I looked at my age. I was just about ready to head out. Today was my meeting at P&P Studios with Dashawn Taylor and the one and only Poetic Pain. I hadn’t been face to face with Poetic in so long. He looked so good and matured from the pictures I saw. I hope he let that hurt go and was ready for some business that can keep us all wealthy.
“Ma’am the car is ready.” My driver assured me.
“OK, here I come grab my briefcase and my phone off the table.” I demanded. Once I looked at my self once more I smiled and made my way out the door. My driver opened the door for me, and I climbed right into the back seat. I was so ready for this meeting and had been for a couple of weeks. When Kayla called me and told me what Poetic said had me excited. Then when I received the email it made it all seem so much more exciting. I threw my Gucci shades on and my driver started the car up and we drove off.
After dodging in and out of traffic for a half hour we were pulling up to the gate of P&P Studios. My driver rolled the window down and told them who I was and they open the gate right up. I had never been here in person, I had seen pictures and videos, but those didn’t do this place any justice. I was so amazed at how nice the outside was set up. The fact that his staff lived here on the premises was amazing. He was able to film everything here. People paid top dollar to use his studio. I wasn’t even going to lie I was shocked he had accomplished so much at such a young age. I guess he learned from the best. Once we made it to the front of the door there were to armed guards there, and I didn’t expect it to be any other way. My driver got out of the car and opened the door for me.
“Ms. Peterson, would you like me to come in after I park the car?” He asked.
“No one will be allowed in but Ms. Peterson.” One of the guards said.
“No, I’ll be ok Fred.” I said letting my driver know I would be ok. He handed me my briefcase and I made my way inside. I stood in the middle of the floor taking in all of this greatness. I hadn’t even had a tour and this place looked amazing just from the little bit I’ve seen.
“Hello Ms. Peterson, my name is Taylor and I’m Mr. Pain’s receptionist, secretary, and host. I need you to follow me to the meeting room.” She greeted me with a smile. I followed her and while I did I looked around to check out the scenery. When we made it to the meeting room it was two armed men standing outside of the door. Then when the door opened and I walked in Dashawn, Poetic, and Tatum Reece were sitting at a table. I also noticed that it was camera equipment, and a couple of armed men.
“Well hello Ms. Peterson, nice of you to join us.” Dashawn spoke.
“Hello everyone, I wasn’t aware that Tatum Reece would be here.” I said with a fake smile.
“Yeah they figured, the world would want to know about y’all new project. I think it’s a dope idea. Are you ready to hear about it?” Tatum smiled.
“I mean I guess, that would be a good idea to surprise the world.”
“Alright come on and have a seat.” Poetic said with a smile on his face. I guess he wasn’t that little crybaby anymore from back in the day. I sat down in the chair they had for me and waited for the meeting to start. The camera men were getting ready and I noticed Josh from Media Frenzy was in attendance. Then they had a man walking around putting microphones on everyone.
“OK, everyone are we ready to start?” Tatum Reece spoke. Poetic smiled at her and then nodded. They played the theme song from Media Frenzy then Tatum spoke again.
“Hello Media Frenzy, viewers welcome back to part two of our interview. Her we have some big names in the building. Poetic Pain, Dashawn Taylor, and Carol Peterson. I know from our last interview you all can’t wait to hear from the great icon Carol Peterson.” At this point I was confused but at the same time I didn’t want to fuck this up. So, I remained calm and played along.
“Hello everyone,” I said while waving to the cameras.
“Ms. Peterson, so I hear you Poetic, and Dashawn have a two part series coming.”
“I know we have something coming and that’s why I’m here today so we can discuss it. So, fellas talk to me tell me what we got brewing.”
“Well, for starters I was thinking about us doing a two-part series within the cop series that me and Dashawn calledNumband you can be the main character since you have experience in that type of role.” Poetic spoke causing my eyes to widen. I was about to get up when I saw detective Diggs and O’ Bryant at the door with two other detectives. I stayed my ass sitting down wondering exactly what the fuck was going on.
“So, Ms. Peterson tell us exactly what this role is about?” Tatum spoke.
“Well, Ms. Reece, they would have to tell me exactly what they’re talking about because I’m not sure.”
“Well let me give the audience a little insight on whatNumbis about. SeeNumbis going to be based on a true story which happens to be my own story. It started when I was about ten years old and it continued until I was seventeen. Carol Peterson sexually assaulted me for years and I hid it for long enough. I figured it was time for me to let it all out.” Media Frenzy started with the sound effects that sounded like the crowd was in an uproar.
“What the hell are you talking about Poetic?” I yelled in so much anger. I couldn’t believe they did this to me I should have known when I walked in and saw Tatum Reece it was about to be some mess.
“You know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about.” I went to get up and head out the door but was stopped by the detectives that were with Diggs and O’Bryant.
“Hello Ms. Peterson, I’m Detective Shields and Detective Brown from special victims unit. We suggest you have a seat and finish the interview.” They smiled causing me to get angrier then I already was. I sat down and mean mugged the fuck out of Poetic.
“You don’t have any proof of this so I don’t know why you even started these rumors.” I grimaced.
“Yeah, sit down and listen to what you done to me; you ruined my life for years. I was so fucked up behind what you did to me. Oh, and after hearing a couple other stories I see ten years of age was when you start touching, then thirteen is when you want to be penetrated. I might not have proof but all three stories sound so much alike it’s crazy. You also had a type; sons of single mother’s that were struggling, come on now don’t get quiet let me know if I’m right. Let me know if you ready to admit to this sick shit that you did.”
“Poetic I don’t know what kind of sick shit you got planned here but this is not funny! I want my lawyer here now.” I snapped over this bullshit they had going on.
“Do you hear that Media Frenzy viewers, she’s not even under a rest yet but she calling for her lawyer. How come you need a lawyer Carol if you’re not guilty of these accusations.”
“I said what I said, I want my lawyer here.”
