Page 22 of Numb: Poetic's Pain
Ever since themeeting with Tatum Reece, I had been feeling OK. The crazy things that were happening had stopped, so I guess it was her all along. She stopped so I took the hit off of Louis, the private investigator. The sound of my office phone ringing brought me from my thoughts. I picked it up and Nola let me know that Dashawn Taylor and his wife were here. I was shocked when I got his email this morning. I didn’t know why his wife needed to come, but whatever worked for him was fine with me. I was trying to make some money. So, he could have had anyone with him and I wouldn’t have gave a fuck. The minute I heard a light knock at my office door I got up and opened it.
“Hello, come on in, it’s nice of you both to join me.” I said moving to the side to let them both in. Dashawn kind of hesitated, but his wife walked through first and pulled him.
“Mrs. Peterson, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Symphony Taylor and of course you know the man of the hour. My husband, Dashawn Taylor.”
“Hello to you both, you can go ahead and sit on the couch. Can I get either of you something to drink?”
“No, I would like to know why am I here?” Dashawn asked.
“Oh, so right to business I see.”
“My time is valuable, so yes I don’t have time to waste. So, what am I here for?” He asked again.
“Alright, so I hear that you and Poetic Pain have a new series about to start soon. I’ve been trying to work with him for a minute, but I can’t seem to get through to him. So, I was thinking maybe you and me can get something started and we can just see if he would be ok with us filming at his studio. That way we all can make money.” He sat and looked at me for a minute while tugging on his beard like he was in deep thought. I had a feeling he didn’t want to work with me, but I was praying he changed his mind if that was the case.
“I never have a problem with making money, Mrs. Peterson, but why couldn’t you just hit Poetic up on your own time and give him a proposal.”
“Like I said he’s not an easy man to get in touch with.”
“I find that hard to believe I moved here from out of town and was able to start working with him right away. Do y’all have some type of beef or something I need to know about?”
“No, not at all unless it’s something I don’t know about. All I know is he don’t like to work with child actors and I work with them a lot. That’s the only thing I can see us bumping heads about, but we haven’t worked with each other in years. So, I’m sure it’s no beef between us.”
“Alright, well we can set up another meeting to discuss exactly what you want to do and I’ll talk to Poetic to see where his head is with all of this. Now if you lying and y’all do have some beef. You don’t have to worry about me working with you, because I don’t do messy at all.”
“I’m sure it’s no beef and I’ll get my assistant to set another meeting up and the proposal will be connected to the email and if you can, I would love for Poetic to be at the next meeting.”
“I’ll see what I can do, but Ms. Peterson, I hope you not playing with me and you just trying to make some honest money.” He spoke in a serious tone.
“No playing going on. I’m too damn old for that and about my business. So, I guarantee it’s all business Mr. Taylor.”
“OK, then we are going to head out. I’ll get back to you as soon as I talk to Poetic.” Dashawn said as he got up with his wife following behind him. I don’t know why his ass was so hostile towards me. I had never met his ass before today in person. I sure hoped Poetic and his mama stuck to the contract that was signed and wouldn’t be kicking no bad dirt on my fucking name. Yeah, just like Helen said before she died it was time for me to set up a meeting with Porsha Pain.
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I wason my way to meet Porsha Pain at her house. She didn’t want to meet me anywhere because she didn’t want anyone to see her out and about with me. Due to her and her son not speaking, she lived about an hour and thirty-five minutes away in Delaware, New Jersey. I didn’t have shit to do, so I figured a ride to go see wouldn’t be a problem. Of course, I had a driver drive me around today because I hated traffic heading into Delaware in the evening. After almost riding for two hours, we were finally pulling up to Porsha’s home. I looked at her home and started shaking my head. Ain’t no way Poetic had all the money and this lady was living in this little ass house. I wonder what happen to the money I sent her ass with when Poetic left from working with me. Her ass should have brought a nice big home I thought to myself. A light tap on the window brought me out of my thoughts. I gave my driver the ok and he opened the door for me. I stepped out of the car with my purse in my hand. The minute I was about to walk up on the porch Porsha opened the door.
“Hello Carol, come on in,” She said before looking both ways; like she was scared or something.
“Bruce, stay out here in the car and I’ll call you when I’m ready.”
“Ok ma’am.” I walked in the house with Porsha behind me.
“Porsha would you relax. I’m only here to have a talk.”
“Whenever you want to talk it’s always something Carol. My own son don’t even fuck with me because of you and truthfully I don’t want to deal with no more of your shit.” I looked at her while laughing hysterically.
“Porsha, as long as you and your son are both breathing you will always have to deal with me. Now tell me what you’ve been telling people lately?”
“Carol I haven’t been telling anyone shit.” She said with so much anger.
“Are you sure?” I asked again.
“I’m positive, now what are you really here for? You could have asked me that over the phone.”
“I’m here because I need Poetic to work with me before people start asking questions.”
“Carol I have no clue how you think that’s going to go down. For one Poetic is not a young child anymore I can’t make him do shit he don’t want to do. Secondly, he hates me, he don’t even talk to me. I haven’t said shit to my son in years so yeah, I can’t help you at all. You had a better chance of talking to Kayla about trying to talk him into working with you.” I didn’t even think of Kayla, it had been a minute since I heard from her. One of the main reasons she was there was because I gave her a couple of dollars to stay over there longer. From the beginning after a month of being there Poetic was driving her crazy and she wanted out. Then last I heard she was falling for him, so I wonder how things were going.
