Overdose On Novacane by DAK

Author:DAK [DAK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Renee Publications
Published: 2022-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

“And muthafuckin’ cut!” Cross shouted into the megaphone. “Good job, everybody. We finished filming a week ahead of schedule.” He clapped his hands, really proud. Lately everyone was eating, sleeping, and drinking work. Even though Ivy wasn’t in the office, she gave Cross her own deadline if he wanted her to go over it, and he stuck to it.

“Man, Ivy rubbing off on you, I can’t wait ‘til our girl come back for good. She done turned you into a whole different person,” Zay cracked, proud of her boss, and Cross cut his eyes at her.

“Man, call her midget ass up and tell her yourself. ‘Cause she ain’t hearing me.”

Zay noticed the small sense of sadness that came over him and couldn’t believe it. “Not you missing your work wife. You don’t never look like this when I’m on vacation.”

“You... you just don’t get it. She’s the only one that gets me.” Cross threw his arm over her shoulder, doing a fake cry.

“Unh unh, get up off me. I see how it is.” Zay threw his hand off her, and Cross chuckled.

“C’mon, Alizay. You know I love you like cooked food. I wouldn’t get through a day without you. Which is why I denied your vacation time next month.”

She spun her neck around with the quickness, most likely getting whiplash. “What!? Cross!”

Cross couldn’t hold his laugh in. “I’m just fucking with you. You worked your ass off. You deserve that shit. Unlike Ivy ass. You know what? I’m bouta call her up and tell her bring her ass back to work or she fired.”

Zay shook her head, knowing Cross was half serious. He and Ivy were the same people when it came to their craft, and they spoke a language that only the two of them could understand.

“Yea, good luck with that. Before you get your heart broken, I forgot to tell you, you got a visitor. She been there for a lil’ minute too.”

“Oh, word?” Cross pulled his cellphone out to see if he had any missed calls, but the ones that were there were from Nova. He placed his phone back into his pocket and walked out from the production stage to the front. Aaliyah stood there dressed in a closed black trench coat, the pair of Bottega Veneta heels, and the matching purse he gifted her with. Cross still felt like she should be on the front page of an Essence magazine. His brows arched together, and he tucked his lips, surprised to see her.

He hadn’t spoken to her since her birthday party and hadn’t returned any of her calls. His bruised ego wouldn't allow him to. It was over a month ago, and she’d stopped calling. Now here she was in his place of business. He stopped a few feet ahead of her, leaving space between them, placing his hands into his grey Nike sweats.

“Wassup?” he asked, truly confused.

“You been dodging me, so I came here ‘cause I want you to tell me it's over to my face.

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