I paced back and forth in a worried and guilty state as the television showed images and footage from the tour, but that was not the cause. Someone had informed the press that The Artist and I are a couple. To make matters worse, they decided to air clips of me and him on stage together.
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"My life is over," I exclaimed.
"Your life's not over, Jay" T calmed me down.
"It is since word got out about me and him."
"Did he hear about it?" Tabitha questioned about The Artist.
"Yeah he did. He assured me that it will be taken care of and not to worry."
"So, there's nothing to worry about then."
"Yeah, but what if my family and boyfriend sees this?"
"Girl, they probably didn't even see it. And don't you think they'd be blowing up by now if they did?"
Just then, the phone rang, prompting Tabitha to answer it.
"It's The Artist." She revealed, handing me the phone.
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"What are you doing?" He asked over the phone.
"Nothing much." I replied.
"Good. I'm having a little get-together with the band. Bring something to swim in. Wilt will pick you up in an hour." He said this before hanging up the phone.
"What did he want?" T inquired.
"He and his band are planning a get-together, and he invited me to attend. He's sending someone to pick me up." I explained, putting the phone back on the hook.
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