Tatum

~ ONE MONTH ON ~
I stepped out into the California breeze, it was nothing to stop the heat, but it was good enough. I sipped on the ice tea I held tightly in my manicured hands. I’d resigned from the show pretty much as soon as I’d gotten back, deciding to accept the movie roll to be filmed in England, I’d also been offered a record contract as a solo artist, but I don’t think I could ever do that, as far as I was concerned I was still a part of Vixen, I think I always would be.
I was to leave for England in two weeks, tomorrow would be my final appearance at the show, the writers had decided to rather that kill me off (I think they were hoping I would come back someday) I was simply running away with my renegade boyfriend from “the other side of the track’s” we were stowing away on some luxury cruise heading to Mexico, I wasn’t sure why, but I didn’t particularly care anymore, I needed change.
The girls released their second album only a few days ago, and already its soaring through the charts, they sent me a copy, and I couldn’t help but feel proud. I suppose I’ve always been the mother and seeing and hearing them succeed as they have is like watching your own children do just that.
The news about Arora and Brian has died down a little, but its still pretty much everywhere, I think they did the right thing by letting people know, and I know they will make a beautiful couple. I hope someday I can say the same about myself. I have seen Howie only occasionally, he’d very sweet and I love him dearly, I just don’t think it would ever be as deep as some people have it, I think we both realize that, we just like the feeling on been with someone, who knows maybe one day it will grow into more, though I think we both know it wont.
Bianca and Nick are coming to terms with been in the public eye, someone leaked the news about the pregnancy – we still don’t know who – and the press has been all over, neither of them have commented, I think they’re not sure what to do, I know how much Bianca doesn’t want this baby to grow up in the spotlight, and I'm sure Nick wants the same – wishful thinking perhaps.
I smiled at nothing in particular as my elbow leant upon the wooden railing. The view was of Beverly Hills, a nice view of rolling streets and huge houses. I looked down at my bare feet and smiled at the picture above my ankle, a Lilly with the word Vixen underneath in a sort of tribal writing. Chastity had convinced us all to get a tattoo done, and looking at it now, I didn’t regret it.
I breathed in again, closing my eyes softly, I opened them with care and smiled.
“Vixen forever” I mouthed, repeating the promise we’d all made, the promise I knew we’d all keep.
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