Chapter 81: Shoots!

Shoots!

We were given a permit for absence for the day, better for us the because photography venue, a hotel my parents partnered with. Yeesha and Skye were partbets again While Darkie i partnered together, i can't run run from that. She was good at poses and she had an inbuilt confidence.

Like father said, this shoot was complex. It was tittled Teen's Glam, not the Mr Jonas' fashion company, i think this was a subsidiary.

Firstly, Darkie wore a black designer lingerie and  black bottom heels, she wore a white-like ring bob wig and her make over was smoky while her lips were painted black, she looked really seductive and sexy, her makeup artist did an explicit job. I guess that was the idea after all.

Since i had a nice built physique, i was shirtless and then a black  three quarter pant. My hair was nicely carved still maintaining a neat mohawk, for the snap reasons, i wore a black earring on the right ear. We took several shoots with different seductive poses on a white decorated bed while the background was white as well. We repeated this process with four other colors, red, white, turquoise and coffee brown.

Secondly, it was at the hotels pool. It was decorated while we changed into a corresponding outfits like a swimming trunks of same colors, i still remained shirtless but covered from my waist line. The way we took these snaps impressed the team entirely, still adorable and full of love. Deep down, i wanted to hit Darkie again and again because i felt used and manipulated by her somehow but there was nothing i could do about it than keep everything professional.

Thirdly, we drove to the beach. That's my favorite spot. The shots in the water, on the sand under the sun raced my mind. The sunshades and the loosed shirts and pants and Darkie's beach wears were outstanding and fabulous. This final session was the moment Yeesha and i met, I couldn't stop complimenting her at heart. Its funny how Yeesha liked Skye, he looked timid to me. In the actual sense, Skye was smart and Intelligent and he was internet freak like my sister, their likes coincided positively. I was standing next to the flowing water drinking just water and the next thing i could think of was Pixie. She raced my mind instead, i couldn't stop thinking about her, i wanted her and i needed her at once. Then i thought of her taking Darkies' spot, i wanted to hold her to my embrace, kiss her enticing lips and do whatever, i wanted this dumb girl next to me. She may be a low life, poor and immeasurable to my status, i wanted her that way,bi just wanted to be their for her and to also defend her as well. I couldn't call her phone because i was at work apparently and i was also skeptical too. The next thing i felt was a feminine hands wrapping me from behind them her cologne hit my noise, immediately i pushed her away to the other side abruptly whole she etood in surprise and shock.

  "Jordan!"

  "What? Are we not done with the snaps, what else do we have to do together?" I asked her staring at her questioningly, she suddenly stopped looking attractive to me, all i wanted was to see Pixie not this wannabe model. She came closer regardless.

  "You didn't compliment my outfits and i announced to everyone how explicit and handsome you were! C'mon Jordan! Lets work it out, i missed those times we talked about our future, the future shoots and our love lives...Jordan!" She explained holding unto my arms tightly.

  "Just stop blabbering ok?" I took her hands off again "What do you want? What else do you want?" I asked her while she stared at me innocently like the first shoot we were about to take at Los Angeles.

  "Jordan! I'm sorry! Please. Can we go out for lunch, we both had a crazy day. I promise that we're not talking about something different, no fights, no arguments of any such." 

  "Oh that was lame. Don't try to be nice when you're not. Don't play good when you're not. I just hate you, i swear it. I just hste you so much...." I was scolding her already then her eyes watered before i could blink my eyes again, tears were rolling down her cheeks. Yeesha and Skye approached immediately. 

Darkie scurried away hastily without a word. I have never seen her cry before me. 

  "What have you done! She deserved it anyway, after all she's caused" Yeesha said 

  "I didn't ask you to day something. Just get yourself and your minion out of my way!" I scolded her too

  "You know i don't care if you yell, huh! I'm used to your grumpiness already!" She held Skye by the arm as they walked away. 

I stood there for over thirty minutes then i thought of Darkie, she could jut say something stupid and unpleasant about or even tell my parwnts who were aleady feeling indebted to her family as well. They wanted me to treat her kindly and carefully and it was slowly creating a bond between both families. Cole was an energetic social father that had the law to handle as well.

The director came towards my direction immediately holding a sony camera and his shades rested on his head, quite a young man around his thirties.

  "Hey cub! Its time for lunch, we are waiting for you!" 

  "Ok! Lets go!" 

We walked together towards the limousine that conveyed us coming to the beach. Everyone was talking and and chattering about today's work but Darkie and i were sittimg together without a word involved in it. I raised my eyes looking at her then i turned away focusing on my phone instead. She was unusually silent unlike Darkie, the high life trendy model, it seems like I've caused some emotional  damages. I still ignored her. I guess she wasn't familiar with this Jordan. We got to the hotel. We were treated like the kings and queens that we were. I met Darkie sitting alone then that same director came forth holding a glass of champagne.

  "Why's she alone, she needs company. C'mon big man, see her through! Ok?" He requested politely. I nodded.

The waiter followed me to her table ad he served the meal.

She did not look at me or say a word, she ignored me like a commoner. I felt bad, to be sincere. I felt very inferior.

I began to eat my food instead since she did not want to talk to me. I was halfway with my food then i blurted out.

  "Darkie! Darkie!! Darkie!!!" I called thrice yet she shunned. I felt rejected already, i was trying to keep up with her attitude. "Dark..." She interrupted me instantly

  "....Don't...call me. I thought i didn't mean anything to you? I thought i was a diamond digger just like you said?! Don't talk to me." She said.

  "I was having a bad day that's why! You need me and i also need you too. Darkie?" I explained to her forcefully, i lied about needing her.

  "You're just a liar Jordan, you don't mean it but not to worry i'll consider you." Darkie said with a faint then i stretched my hand rubbing her cheek lightly and softly.

  "Darkie! My bad, ok! I was rude and i felt bad seeing you cry." I said to her, i had to make her feel better. "I'm sorry!"

  "You're not, Jordan! Not even my father has made me cry." She turned away "But do you really hate me?"

  "Darkie...." I stuttered, i did not hate her but i really did not like her like i should've.

  "You know what, it's ok if you don't want me, its really fine." She simply said. This statement made me believe that she had bad intentions. 

I was exhausted from a long day promoting fashion. I showered. I wore my pants but my upper body was bare. 

I sat on the bed turning on the TV.  My phone beeped. A text from Jeff, he reminded me about the party. Opinion had to enquire if my parents had plans or schedules and how early they'd return them we would decide tomorrow, smart Jeff! I thought with a smirk. Right when i thought of hopping down from the bed mother entered my room slowly. She sat next to me on the bed instead. I was shocked and abnormal at once, i looked suspicious.

  "Mama! You're here!" I said with a forceful smile

  "Yes son, I'm here! Why?" She asked dragging the sheets to her waist instead. I felt too uncomfortable.

  "Are you not happy to see me?!" She chuckled "Anyway! I saw your work, the director sent them earlier and the massive response and reactions are overwhelming. I did not know that i had romantic pilgrim in my home, i mean, this is a journey, Kareem! Hug Mama!" She dragged me into her arms immediately. She was overly hyped.

  "I'm happy you like it!" I said simply

  "Of course! But? We allowed you to partake in that shoot 'coz you'd be 18 in weeks. You're slowly turning into a man! I'm so proud of you, Kareem!" She added while i was wondering why she was too excited. This is a normal thing for us in this family yet the i count not understand the excitement. I cleared my throat.

  "Are you not sleeping early for work?! Oh you're boss! How about Dad, he'd be all alone. You know, He's your husband and i...." I tried to explain to her. I wanted her out of my room. She smiled at me.

  "Silly boy, just like your father. About that?! Your father and i have decided to spend some time with y'all. We thought of sleeping over, He's at Yeesha's and I'm at Kareem's. Equal!" She stopped. That's weird. "Y'all have added some millions to our family bank accounts, I'm so blessed to have you both." She hugged me again then she released me. She looked serious suddenly, she cleared her throat. "I see the way they look at you..." She began then a sudden confusion rested on my face

  "Who's 'They'?" I asked also serious "Who are you talking about though?"

  "Your mini ragtag girlfriends! Bunch of low lives!" She shrugged. That was unexpected from her, mother would always preach about being humane.

  "Mom, they are not a bunch of low lives!" I corrected her

  "They are, son! What do you know about love anyway? The earlier the better, stay out of hooks! Focus Kareem, focus!" She advised. I don't think i want to focus just studies, i want ssomething

  "At what age did you fall in love?" I asked sensibly. I really don't think this woman understands me.

  "Err....16." She said simply

  "That's way younger than i am..."

  "...,And that's why you can't fall in love right away, Kareem!" 

We were quiet. I resoectednher decision just for the moment then i finally asked my question. The party was on my mind

  "Mama..." 

  "Yes Kareem..." Her eyes were fixed on the TV seeing a documentary.

  "Do you have plans for tomorrow? At dusk?"

  "Dusk or dawn?" 

  "Dusk! No business meetings or weekend time out...you know!"

  "None! We would be home resting and watching over our kids. Jamal and i miss this." She said

My heart broke into the tiniest pieces, how coukd they not go out?! I raged inside me. Most times, mother and father would go out on a date every friday or sometimes lodge in a hotel, father would rent the VIP lounge for just both of them. I paused in discontent and dissatisfaction thinking about plan ahead, i needed this party. Everyone knew me to be a party crooner and not attending this party would be a stench on my name. Jeff and I had long planned for the last party before prom, my parents would definitely say no to this one and a big yes to prom. My mind was made up and nothing would be a hindrance in my way, even if it meant sneaking out from mansion, i would..

It felt like mother was in ny room in purpose not some care routine over kids. Asking her if i could go for this party was definitely not an idea of any such, she'd logically say no without hesitations. She was not falling asleep and she would not leave my room, the next thing she did was taking my phone after Pixie called her photo popped up. Mother would not stop interrogating me. She forced to unlock my phine so she could confirm if i was pornographic or not! She scrolled through my gallery and of course there were so many girls pictures, scantily dressed and normally dressed, flirty and good ones, slim and chubby, tall and short, so many of them, i did not ask for these pictures but rather they sent it to me. She wss mad at me and in conclusion, this was the reason why i hated the fact that she'd sleep over.  She would not stop asking abd warning me over Darkie and Pixie, she believed that they were big future problems not solutions. I couldnnot sleep and still she would not sleep, her eyes were fixed on her phone. She was texting and smiling at once. I was curious to know who it was or could it be that she was cheating on my father or what? It could be possible, not because she wasn't satisfied or faithful but because she was very pretty and charming, no man can resist a woman like my mother. I was still curious because she would still smiling broadly and tightly. I drew closer to her like i wanted to be cuddled then i peeped, it was my father. I saw the name she calls him with. 'Babe'. I couldn't believe my eyes,  my curiosity got the best if me, killed, i turned away instead then i laid to sleep since i couldn't use my phone i gave up to sleep instead. i turned my face to the othe side then dragged the sheets to my chest then kissed my head, now i was treated like a child. Yeesha should be receiving all of this not me even if i know thst father wouldn't let her sleep easily, he'd surely pampers her for all her cares. I did not smile to appreciate her gesture and she dudp care either, how they text each other just inches away?! Simply partial and unfair. I muttered within. I could wait for morning to come so that I'd escape mother's invisible grip! I couldn't stop mesmerising and fantasising then an idea  popped into my head, i decided that I'll tell mother that Jeff and i arranged for a sleepove, friday night then I'd return in the morning unfailing, I hope she falls for it.