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    December 27, 2010

    More of Trey and Essence, hope you like it!

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on Dec 27, 2010 - 03:07AM

More of Trey and Essence, hope you like it!

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Entry 20 cont'd
After the trip down memory lane, I wanted to know about current events.
"What the hell did I smoke last night?" I asked.
"Girl, you don't remember your stash of weed you keep in your bottom drawer?"
I laughed. Of course I remember my stash. What I didn't remember was that I had vowed never to smoke that stuff again. The last time I smoked that stuff, I let Trey talk me into doing it in the staircase. The stairways are rarely used in my building, but once you go through the staircase door, you can't re-enter without a key. You have to go all the way to the lobby, and take the elevator back up.
There I was, dressed in a see through nightie and pumps. I had to stand in the staircase, freezing my scantily clad butt off, while Trey went down to the lobby to ride back up so that he could let me in. I would have been so embarrassed if one of my neighbors would have seen me out there like that.
Jasmine said that she had been surprised when I pulled out the weed. She said that I had told her not to let my Park Avenue upbringing fool her.
"My daddy is from the south and every summer he sent CoCo and me down there to stay with his relatives, and every year, we learned something new. I was fifteen when I smoked weed for the first time." I told her.
So apparently, we had all smoked some weed, drank almost a whole bottle of Henny, and I told Charles to take us downtown to this bar I liked.
"You were already too far gone when we left, so I figured, I'd go with you, in case we bumped into the paparazzi. You know how they can be. I didn't want them to print any negative press about you. You know we gotta protect Trey." Jasmine said.
When we got downtown, we noticed that it was Karaoke night in the bar. They said that I sang the songs louder than the people on the stage.
I remember getting up there myself and I sang, Gotta Go. They said that I did pretty good. I tried to get Jasmine to go up there with me to sing, The Boy Is Mine, but she wouldn't do it. Go figure.

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Entry 20 cont'd
Juicy kept trying to come at me, but Devin stood in front of me, blocking me from her attack. Poor Devin got punched several times on the arm and shoulder. Shelly tried to pull Juicy back, and Devin told Shelly's brother, Donovan, to get his girl.
A thick crowd stood around to agitate the situation even further. Then, for some unknown reason, someone fired a gun. Screams, and the sound of hundreds of feet hitting the ground could be heard louder than the music which was still playing.
All I know is that I began to run. More gunshots could be heard and I sreamed and ran straight into the street. Devin caught me just in time, because I definitely wasn't going to stop for oncoming traffic.
He kind just swooped me up into his arms and hailed another cab. He put me inside of the cab, and told the driver to wait for him. A few seconds later he came back with Unique and his two buddies ran to the cab with Juicy in between them. They shoved her into the back seat with me and Unique. One of the friends crammed into the back seat with us and Devin and his other friend squeezed into the front passenger seat and yelled for the driver to drive.
"Oh my gosh, I had hurt my ankle while we were running. I don't know what I would've done if that guy hadn't stopped to help me." Juicy remembered.
"Shit, it's a good thing you didn't get the one who helped me. He had me pinned to the ground, talking about, 'Don't move, it'll be alright.' He was laying right on top of me, too."
After we had gone a safe enough distance from the chaos, Devin told the driver to pull over. He asked Juicy where she lived, and she told him she lived in Jamaica, which was in the opposite direction.
"Drive on!" Devin had told the cabbie.
"Y'all kidnapped me that night!" Juicy laughed. The guys took us to this diner in Brooklyn. They told Juicy that she had to be our friend, or else they would leave her stranded out there.
"It all worked out for the best. We're still friends, right?" Juicy said.

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Entry 20 cont'd
Unique told about how she'd grabbed a Heineken bottle and rushed over to my side. A lot of people had begun to try and separate us, and I noticed Juicy was getting bolder and bolder. She had dropped her jacket on the floor and was removing her earrings. I was never one to back down from a fight, but I was scared out of my mind. Unique and I were surely out numbered by Juicy and her friends, and the crowed was chanting for a girl fight to pop off.
I pulled off my earrings and bracelets, and put my hand in my purse to pull out the box cutter I carried for protection. I saw one girl hand Juicy her purse and whisper something to her.
"Why the fuck were you all over my man?" Juicy asked me again.
"Your man, as you call him, didn't seem to mind me being all up on him, so take this shit up with him." I had told her. The guy was busy trying to pull Juicy away from me. I noticed at that point that Unique and I were being surrounded by several of the chicks at the party. That was when Devin stepped in.
Boldly, he walked up to me and began to pull me out of the middle of the commotion. Unique wasn't far behind us, and me, like a fool, was trying to pull myself away from Devin's grip. Out in the front yard, a few guys tried to help me as I protested, but Devin's friends backed them off. He pulled me over to the street and hailed a cab. I told him that I wasn't going anywhere without Unique. Devin pushed me into the cab and told me to wait there while he went to get Unique.
Juicy had foflowed us outside and she and Unique were arguing. I jumped out of the cab and ran over to them. There was a lot of yelling and screaming. Juicy swung at me. I swung back. Juicy's boyfriend grabbed her, I grabbed an empty beer bottle and threw it at them. The bottle hit the ground and smashed to pieces. Shelly came out of nowhere began to curse at Juicy. She told them to take the drama out of her aunt's yard. She cursed out Juicy's boyfriend, who happened to be her brother.

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Entry 20 cont'd
Charles told me that he'd noticed a weird white powder on the flowers Jasmine had brought up. He showed me the flowers that he had put into a plastic shopping bag. He told me not to say anything to anyone, he was going to take the flowers to Daddy.
I asked him if he knew what the powder resembled. He said that he couldn't be sure, but it was a good thing that I hadn't handled them for long.
On top of my vague memories of last night, I had to deal with the fact that I could have been possibly drugged or poisoned. My worry must have shown on my face because Charles hugged me and told me not to worry. He asked me if I wanted him to call Eric. I told him it wasn't necessary, my friends were here. I told him not to tell Daddy about last night. He assured me that he wouldn't, then he left.
When I walked back into my bedroom, Unique was giving a full blown account of what happened the night we met Juicy.
After my dance with Tony, I had gone back outside to get some fresh air. I didn't know anyone out there, but it didn't matter. I got engrossed in a conversation with two girls about how you had to be careful who you danced with, because they may sound sexy in the dark, but by the light of the street lamps they could turn out to be a totally different animal. One of the girls was already trying to shake the dude she had been dancing with.
It was at that moment that I had seen Devin. He and two other guys were walking towards me, so I ran back downstairs to find Unique. Of course it was nearly impossible in the dark, so I just grabbed the first guy who wasn't dancing, and I tried to hide my face in his shoulder.
Too bad he didn't tell me that he was already taken, because before I knew it, I was being dragged by the back of my blouse. I remember madly clawing at the hands that held me captive. All of a sudden the lights came on and I was face to face with this tall, thick beauty. She demanded to know why I was all over her man. I was too shocked to speak.

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Entry 20 cont'd
Back in my college days, I was a little wild, not unlike many teens who go off to college, finally free from their parents' strongholds. I didn't have a bodyguard then, but I do know that daddy had enlisted the help of Devin Hollis, the son of one of his Marine buddies. I had met Devin at a holiday party, and it was made clear to me that I was expected to date him. He was cute, but I had to stay true to my strong rebel beliefs, so I avoided Devin at all costs.
But that one night, Devin came to my rescue. Unique and I had gone out to Far Rockaway, Queens to a section they call the 60s. It was known that they threw some of the hottest house parties, and a Jamaican friend of ours, Shelly, had invited us, so we went.
I had been so glad that I'd been able to get away from Devin that night that I got a little reckless.
Shelly took us to the last car on the A train and when we were going over the bridge from Howard Beach to Broad Channel, she pulled out her baggie of weed. We each rolled up a blunt and sparked it up right there on the train. By the time we got off at Beach 67 St, you can say that I was in another state of mind.
You could hear the music from the el, and when we got to the house, we were greeted by a crowd of people standing in the yard. Shelly knew most of the people we passed by, and by the time we got down the stairs to the basement, Unique had already caught a number, and some guy handed me a Heineken and gently pulled me to the dance floor. Before I knew it, I was winding on him in the middle of the darkend room. The flicker of cigarette lighters was the only light to be seen throughout the room, but the music was banging. At one point the guy and I stopped dancing long enough for me to gulp down the beer, and exchange names. Tony was definitely cute and his Jamaican accent made me want to be his rude gal for real.
While we talked about that night, Unique came into the room. Charles told me that he needed to speak to me.

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mmmm mmmm mmmm. so jasmine thinks trey is her man 2 huh. she's crazy! and lol @ juidcy sayin she was gunna whup essence's ass when they 1st met

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Entry 20 cont'd
Jasmine said that Trey wasn't upset about it, he just wanted me to call him back. I asked her why she'd been on my phone in the first place.
"You gave it to me. When you saw that he was calling you, you said that you didn't want him to know that you'd been drinking and smoking."
Smoking? What the hell had I smoked?
Juicy began to tell me what happened last night, with Jasmine chiming in on certain parts. As they spoke, my memory began to work again, and I remember a lot of what had happened.
Jasmine was right, all we'd done was have harmless fun.
It all started when I had begun to question Jasmine about the flowers and her conversation with Trey and Kelli. She swore up and down that she didn't know where the flowers had come from. All she knew was that the guy had given Stacy my apartment number.
"She said since the card didn't have a return address that you wouldn't have accepted them. The guy was about to take them away, so I told him that I'd take 'em. I hope you don't mind. I figured they were from a fan." Jasmine said.
As for the three of them downstairs talking, she said that she had come to tell Trey and me goodbye because she was leaving town.
"When I saw them sitting there talking, you know I had to go over there to see who was all up in our - I mean YOUR man's face."
I remember raising an eyebrow at her, and that's when I had taken my first shot of Hennessy.
Everyone else had wanted some, so I passed glasses all around. I remember that Charles had declined. After a few drinks, I had started to feel more relaxed. I knew that things between me and Trey were still good, and I still wanted to go out.
Unique and I had started reminiscing about our crazy party days. We even brought up how we'd met Juicy. We had been at a house party in Queens.
Juicy burst out laughing as we relayed that first encounter with our dear friend.
"I was gonna bust your ass!" She shouted to me. We laughed thinking back to that night. It had been a total mess.

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Imma have to kick this Jasmines butt I dont play that sneaky sh*t

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giiirrrllll jasmine tryna get trey bck

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Entry 20 cont'd
We read a few more of the stories. It was cool to see how Trey's fans imagined him to be in his private life. There was this one story that really caught my attention. It was about Trey being in a relationship with this woman who adores him. I laughed at certain points in the story, and I even got a little misty eyed as I got caught up in the writer's imagination. I like the story a lot. A lot of other readers like the story too. Reading their comments to the writer is as enjoyable as the story is. I've noticed that the story is a continuation and I can't wait for the next part, but the writer is known to leave the readers hanging. LOL Juicy said that she was going to check the page every hour to see if the writer put up a new post. I probably will too.
Jasmine came into my room to thank me for the outfit. She wanted to know if I was feeling better. I told her that I was. I asked her if she was alright. She told that she was, then she apologized for the way she'd reacted over Trey's picture. Of course I didn't know what the hell she was talking about.
Jasmine couldn't believe that I couldn't remember parts of last night. She kept asking me questions, like:
"You don't remember drinking those shots?"
"You don't remember the weed?"
You don't remember the karaoke bar?"
"What the hell happened last night?" I asked Juicy.
"I don't think we should tell her. You're gonna be shocked out of your mind. Don't worry, I won't tell Trey anything. Especially not about that guy you were dancing with." The look on Jasmine's face told me that she may have already told him something. I asked her if she had.
"I spoke to him for a minute last night, but that was when you were dancing with that guy. I didn't tell him, though."
"Oh yeah, that's why I took her phone from you." Juicy said to Jasmine.
"What did you tell my man, Jasmine?" I demanded.
Jasmine sat calmly as she told me that all she had told Trey was that we were all hanging out downtown, having harmless fun.

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As I said to another story writer, I'm always excited to see other writers on here creating stories and doing there thing. From one aspiring writer/author, hell I want it all...lol to another keep up the good work. I commend all of you who's writing a story on Trey. He's one subject matter that I won't touch. I don't know him well enough to depict him in a story, to make his character believable, or else I would post stories too. I do have some but not appropriate for here. :o lol But to the ladies that do write keep on creating. We all need to support one another.

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at least she liked da fan fiction

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Entry 20 cont'd
She had a whole bunch to say about me. She stated that I was a stuck up, over privileged debutante who has never had to work hard for anything a day in my life.
Ms. Rosey stated that Trey and I were way too different to last much longer. She said that my 'spoiled' ways would surely drive him away.
"That bitch!" I exclaimed.
Juicy asked me what was wrong, and I showed her the blog. After she'd read it, she told me that I should leave her a comment, and curse her out. I told her that I had decided not stoop to the blogger's level. I knew that she and her subscribers were just waiting for a response from me.
She offered to leave a comment for me. I told her that I didn't mind. Juicy quickly created an account with the blog site, then she left a point blank message telling the blogger to leave me alone. After that, she wanted to go to another website. It was a similar gossip page called Media In and Out.
She typed in Trey's name, and quickly another page popped up. The page was full of pics of Trey, some were old, and some were recent. The pictures were fairly harmless, captured while Trey was behind the scenes at video or photo shoots, or various events he'd attended. There were several stories written about him. Some of the stories speculated on his dating status, his career moves and his sexual orientation.
I cringed as Juicy read the scornful words on the screen. She shrugged and looked at me.
"Now you know this is bull. If Trey's gay, then I'm a straight up lesbian. They're just jealous that he's not sexing them."
Next, she clicked on a tab that said Fan Fiction. Another page popped up and she typed in Trey's name. A long list of titles appeared. She clicked on one title, "First Date Sex - My Night With Trey Songz.
"I'd rather read the stuff that's made up from creativity." She said.
We read the story, it was all about a woman's rendezvous with Trey. The story was sexually explicit and it made Trey seem like a porn star. I laughed. It was cute.

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@ECJ that's EXACTLY what I was thinking... lol

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@babidollface1
LMAO!! Thanks, but this is 100% fiction, I wish a lot of it was real though.

I'll try to keep the entries coming more frequently. Thanks for the comments.

SexySagLuvSongz's picture

OMGGGGGG.......that nucca mad for real aint he??? Just like a man....can't stand th thought of us being with somebody else, but we should just understand when they give a lame ass excuse for something regarding them...SMDH!!! This is so true! C'moooonnnn Essence with the next entry nah!!

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@Anmariee, lol gotta watch out for that trick!!!

Anmariee_1ofTrey'sFinest's picture

@ECJ thats what I was thinking...lol

ECJ's picture

I bet Nosey Ms. Rosey=Jasmine!!!!

Daniel_Shawn's picture

next plz!!!!!!!!!!!!

Da Shy Scorpio's picture

ms rosey is 2 damn nosey . ugh! smh. i hope essence didn't do anything she'll regret. and ummmm y is jasmine even there??? nobody likes her

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dis getten good next entry plz

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who is essence?? where is your picture ... reading your story im convinced its someone true..lol

babidollface1's picture

i wonder is essence 711 ... speaking from experiance..lol you sure you arnt ci ci lol just kiding

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I am in agreeing with JordanMarie 1entrys at a time is not going to work I need more LOL!!!!!

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Entry 20 cont'd
I asked Trey if he was trying to accuse me of doing something. He told me that all he wanted to know was the truth. So I told him as much of the truth as I could remember. Then I wanted to know why he'd given me the third degree. He told me that he had been worried about me, especially after he hadn't heard from me.
"Oh my gosh. You think that I went out with someone else, don't you? You really think that I'd do something like that?" I asked him.
He told me that he didn't know what to think. First I'd wanted to break up with him, then I went out drinking, he couldn't reach me on my phone. He told me that I wasn't being myself.
I told him that that was the main reason why I had wanted to take a break, so that I can find myself again.
"So you found yourself last night? You can't even remember what you did. Yo, I'm glad you alright, but don't go tryna find yourself tonight. I'ma call you later. One." Trey hung up before I could say anything back. Was he really that mad at me?
Anyway, I checked the blog sites. Nosey Ms. Rosey had more pics of me coming and going. She had pics of Trey, his team, and she even had pics of Jasmine. The caption underneath Jasmine's pic asked the question, "Is Trey creeping with her?"
I knew that Jasmine would love to know that people out there thought that she and Trey were a couple. No matter what she says, I know that she still has feelings for Trey. That's why she was holding that picture this morning. Oh well, she still won't get him. Trey never stays mad at me long. We'll talk again this evening, and all will be well.
I read Ms. Rosey's comments about Trey. This chick really, really has a thing for him. Well keep wishing, bitch. You have an even lesser chance than Jasmine.
Her comments about me were hateful as usual, but this time she had done some fact checking.
She wrote about my mother's foundation which is dedicated to helping children and adults living with autism.
She wrote about my father's business dealings.

TRIGGAPRINCESS's picture

wowwww we really need another entry!!!

ECJ's picture

HAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaa! The shoe is on the other foot and he can't take it! This is such a good story!! I love it

SpiritualAngel's picture

GIRL YOU CAN'T BE LEAVING US HANGING LIKE THAT WE NEED ANOTHER ASAP NOW LOL!

Ty Ranae's picture

Trey was HIGHLY upset...hope Jasmine aint set her up to get caught up

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