Loving Lola- Ch. 46

Secrets and Lies.

“Hey, you alright in here?” Giselle is sitting on the toilet with pieces of tissue in her hands. “I’ve been trying so hard not to break us up since mom died, and all I’ve managed to do was push us further and further away from each other.” “That’s not true,” Jhené says walking into the bathroom, “I’m still here, and you can’t push me away even if you wanted to.” “You know what I mean,” Giselle says blowing her nose, “I’ve made a lot of stupid mistakes in the past, but I finally started to feel like we were getting back to where we used to be.” Lola goes to look for them. “Listen, all that stuff that happened with Sam, Lola, and the company was probably going to happen even if you hadn’t-” “hadn’t what?” Lola says walking into the bathroom. Giselle hops from the toilet, “even if you hadn’t what?” “Oh, no Lola I was just saying that-” Jhené tries to explain. Lola’s looks at Giselle, “G? What is she talking about?” Giselle stands there in silence, with tears rushing down her face, “Lola, please,” Jhené says pleading with her, “No Jhené, I want her to tell me what she did, I need to hear her say it…” she says as her eyes begin to water. Giselle’s eyes grow wide as she looks at Lola, “did, did you know?” “I always thought it was dad who convinced one of his devout chairman to run him away to try and keep me there, but it wasn’t, was it?” “Lola…” Giselle reaches out for her, “why?” Lola says backing away from her, “Lola please let me explain,” “then explain, why would you do that to me? You of all people knew I was unhappy there, but Sam… he made being stuck there bearable for me and you knew that… so why would you send him away from me?” “Lola, I- I didn’t have a choice,” Giselle says to her crying, “our father saw Sam as a threat to the company. He saw how close you were getting and the conversations you’d have about leaving the company… he was infuriated,” “so what? He sent you of all people to get rid of him?” Lola says with tears in her eyes, “…yes.” “How could you?” “I didn’t want to do it Lola I swear!” “But you did, didn’t you?” “Please,” “So what did he offer you in return? More money? A higher position?” Lola’s eyes widen, “he made you president, didn’t he?” “Lola PLEASE!” “Ugh, wow, so much for family huh… And you know, the fucked up part is that I’m not even mad about Sam, I mean yeah I was hurt when he left, but the fact that it was my family who’d stop at nothing to rip away any piece of happiness we had because of fabricated feelings they had toward an artist! Yes, I did talk to Sam about leaving and pursuing a career in art, but all I thought was how I could never leave you guys or break the pact we made… but after everything happened, I realized dad didn’t care about what made us happy, he only cared about that damn company, and that’s when I realized I could no longer stay there. I hoped that you guys would find solace outside of that place and we all could be free of him, but I guess that was naïve of me huh. Lola, “always the dreamer”, isn’t that what dad would say? Somethings never change, even though people do… You guys can just let yourselves out.” She walks out their way so they can leave, Giselle wipes her nose and the tears from her eyes, “Jhené?” Lola calls out to her, “…how long have you known?” Jhené turns and looks at her, “I just found out.” Lola turns around and wipes the tears from her eyes, “but that doesn’t make me any less guilty, so if you’re going to hate her, then hate us both.” Jhené gathers their things and walks with Giselle out of the room. Once they reach the front door Giselle calls out to Lola, “I am so, so sorry, but please don’t hate Jhené, she had nothing to do with this,” Lola walks to her bedroom door, “I would never hate either of you… please lock the bottom lock on your way out,” she says closing her bedroom door.

Loving Lola- Ch. 45

Expectation vs. Reality.

Knock, knock, knock, Lola rushes to the door and looks out the peep hole, “okay, well my sisters are here now, so I will talk to you tomorrow,” “alright, enjoy the rest of your night beautiful,” “I will, you enjoy yours as well, good night,” “good night.”  Lola hangs up the phone and opens the door, “well, I guess it’s safe to say that you and Eric are on good terms,” Giselle says walking through the door, “what?” Lola asks, “girl we heard your lil conversation through the door” Jhené says. “Oh that, hehe, that was just…” Both Giselle and Jhene look at her with a stale face, “yes, yes we are fine.” “Good. So, what is it that you needed to discuss?” Giselle says going through the cabinets in the kitchen, “also, I need wine. I know youhave some hidden away somewhere.” “Oh, check the bottom cabinet to the right,” Jhené hops up, “is it white or red?” “WHITE!” Giselle yells from the kitchen, “want some?” she asks, “yes please!” Jhené sings while dancing to the kitchen, “oh and give me one of her fancy glasses, I’m feeling classy tonight,” she says wiggling her eyebrows. “Fuck that, a red solo cup is the mood for me; considering the day I’ve had.” “Why what happened today?” Lola asks walking into the kitchen, “uh, you know, company bullshit,” Giselle says grabbing the bottle of wine, “we have yet to close the Keis deal and dad is breathing down my neck about it, you know, a little stress here and there, but its whatever.” “Well I hope things work out, I know dad has been trying to get them on board for a while,” “yes ma’am!” Jhené says jumping on the couch, “now enough of that, what was so important that you couldn’t have told us through text?” “Well,” Lola walks in the center of the room, “lord, you’re not pregnant, are you?” Jhené blurts out, “what?! Hell no!” “Ugh, who would be the dad?” Giselle says with her face scrunched up, “eww I know right, the last person you slept with was uh, what’s his name?” “It started with a J right?” asks Giselle, “no it was a W,” says Jhené, “William?” Giselle says, “no, Wesley!” shouts out Jhené “Yeah Wesley!” Giselle concurs. Lola, who is getting annoyed, looks at them, “are yall finished or yall done?” “My bad,” Jhené says taking a sip of wine, “but just to clear, you are NOT having Wesley’s baby, right?” Giselle says, “ugh, I AM NOT PREGNANT! And his damn name was not Wesley, it was Landon” “LANDON!” both Giselle and Jhené yells out, “I hate both of yall,” says Lola rolling her eyes.

“Okay, we’re sorry for interrupting you, please tell us your important news,” Giselle says simmering down, Lola takes a deep breath, “well, they are launching a new Artis et Operis Gallery soon and the exhibitioner wants me to be their head curator once it opens…” “That’s great, right? I mean you make it seem like a bad thing or something,” “right.” Jhené agrees. “No, it’s an amazing opportunity, I would be getting paid triple what I am now and many of my artists would probably headline a lot of their showcases.” “Okay, am I missing something? This is good news, but I feel like we’re waiting for a bomb to drop,” says Giselle. “The new gallery is opening… in New York and I have to give my final answer by the end of the month…” The sisters sit in silence avoiding eye contact, “please say something you guys,” “um, well I think it’s an amazing opportunity Lola and I’m happy for you,” Jhené says. “Thanks. What about you G, what do you think?” Both looking at Giselle, “I think it is a wonderful opportunity… but I don’t think this is something you need our opinion on. You know as your sisters, we are going to support whatever you do, so long as it does not cause you harm, but I think you’re looking for us to make this decision for you, and that we cannot.” Giselle gets up and leaves the living room. “I don’t want yall to-,” “I think you do,” Jhené interjects, “but that’s okay. It is a big decision and its natural to want to consider how we feel, but this is more of a you thing you know; we’re both very proud of you though Lola.” Jhené gets up and gives her a hug then goes to check on Giselle. Lola slumps down into the sofa and looks up at the ceiling, well that did not go how I expected…

Loving Lola- Ch. 44

Diamonds in the rough.

“Great job guys, the display looks amazing!” Lola says as Stephanie adds the finishing touches. “Miss thang, this display is going to be the star of the showcase,” “yeah, this really came out beautifully.” “Thanks guys, I couldn’t have done any of this without you,” Lola smiles, pulling them in for a hug. Timothy glances at the time, “oop, alright my loves, I have got to get going,” he says grabbing his things, “and where are you off to in such a hurry?” Lola says with her arms folded, “well If you must know, I have a date with Enrique tonight, and I have to go get fine!” Lola and Stephanie look at each other, “Who is Enrique, what happened to Jacob?” Lola asks, “girl please, Jacob is a thing of the past, Enrique is the new flavor of the week; he’s my spicy Latino,” Timothy says swooning. “Awe, but I really liked Jacob,” Lola says pouting, “yeah, Jacob liked everyone else to,” says Timothy rolling his eyes, “but it’s alright, I laughed, I loved, and I found someone new!” “Well I still hate you guys ended on bad terms,” “I’m not, sometimes we have to go through the rough to find our Diamonds,” “aww, well I’m happy for you boo,” “thank you honey, but don’t think this means you’re off the hook, I have not forgotten about mister dove chocolate,” “hahaha, his name is Eric.” “Oh, was that the guy you went out to lunch with?” Stephanie asks, “girl you saw him to?” Timothy interjects. “Yall are too nosey for your own good, but yes that was him.” “Ugh! I have to go, do not spill any tea without me!” “Hahaha, alright fine. I have to get going myself, thank you again Stephanie, the display looks amazing,” Lola says giving her a hug, “n-no problem, it was all your idea anyway,” “still, I couldn’t have brought it to life without you guys, I’ll see you tomorrow, have a good night.” Lola goes back to her office to grab her things. When she opens her drawer to get her phone, she sees that she has a text message from Eric.


“Andrew, make sure your team is ready to present their findings at tomorrows board meeting, we must secure the Keis position as soon as possible, so closing that deal is top priority. Alright everyone, that’s enough for today, we will reconvene at 10am.” When everyone gets up to leave, Jhené stays behind to help clean up. “You didn’t have to stay you know,” Giselle says collecting the files from the table, “yeah I know, but I figured you could use an extra hand anyway,” “thank you, but I’m fine, this isn’t my first conference you know,” Jhené rolls her eyes and starts collecting the papers from around the table, “I’m not helping you out of pity, you’re my ride and you know how Lola gets whenever we’re late,” Giselle smirks and continues compiling the papers. “… asking for help isn’t a sign of weakness, you don’t have to keep carrying everything on your own, it is okay to rely on others sometimes you know,” “oh really? And what do you think people will say if they hear that the president of the company is asking for assistance? Nonetheless, what do you think our father will say?” “I’m sure no one would say anything bad, if anything, they will see you as a person just like them,” Giselle slams the papers down on the table, “No Jhené, they won’t! These people don’t want to help me, if I showed any sign that I could not do this on my own, they will use that as leverage to try and rip this position right from under me… I may seem mean and distant, but it’s because I have to be, nothing is given to us for free; if I have never taught you anything, I’m teaching you that, it’ll save you a lot of disappointment in the long run.” Giselle gets up and takes the papers from Jhené, “meet me at the car, I’ll be down in a minute,” just before leaving the room she stops and turns to Jhené, “thank you… for staying behind,” “girl you’re insane” Jhené says shaking her head, Giselle smiles and leaves the room.


Hey, I just want to apologize for the way I acted today. Your business is your business and it was very childish of me for to get upset like that. I had no right to feel obligated to know what’s going on in your life and for that I am sorry.” Oh, yea that’s good, I’ll say that… right after I get out of the shower… and eat dinner… oh and I still have to meet Giselle and Jhené… I’ll just call him tomorrow. Ring, ring, ring, Lola looks at the phone and sees Eric’s name, SHIT!!! She paces back and forth, and before she realizes, “Hello?”

Loving Lola- Ch. 41

The Apology.

“What do you want?” Sam says looking her in the eye. Giselle, with hands clasped within each other looks back at him. With neither backing down from their intense gaze, Giselle finally breaks eye contact, “I want to apologize to you” she says looking away from him. Shocked, Sam looks at her in disbelief, “Wh-what?” “The actions done unto you back then were disgusting and unjustifiable, I hope to squash all ill feelings you may have towards me or my family because of that.” Still not able to look him in the eye, Sam looks at her with a blank stare. The atmosphere between them drastically changes and Sam is no longer nervous or worried to be in her presence. His attitude and demeanor shifts, and he can no longer contain himself, “actions? You mean how you deliberately and single-handedly thwarted all communication between Lola and I with the constant lies you’ve managed to drill in her head of me just up and leaving her without a goodbye? Or even convincing her, your own sister, that nothing or no one was good enough if it were not connected to or beneficial for your company when you knew she was miserable there? Do you mean those actions?” Giselle stays quiet and they both sit there for a moment in silence. “Keep your apology, I don’t want it, nor do I need it.” He gathers his pen and notepad and begins to leave the booth, “Sam wait!” Giselle yells out grabbing his hand. He stops and stands there quietly, “look, let’s not make a scene okay?” She says to him. Sam angrily snatches his hand away from her, “what?! You’re seriously worried about making a scene, but you call that an apology? How long did it take you to come up with that? The few minutes it took to drive over here I bet. You couldn’t even own up to the “disgusting” things you’ve done, let alone look me in the eye. That’s just like you, but no matter how you dress it up, shit is still shit. You know, I used to be so intimidated by you, your family and all that damn power you threw around, but now, I just feel sorry for you. It’s sad the way you parade around like you’ve got everything under control when in actuality, you are falling to pieces just trying to keep your head above water, drowning in your lies and regrets… I know the only reason you’ve decided to do this after all these years, is because you’re afraid I’ll tell Lola everything you did, but I’m not like you. I would never try and drive a wedge between two people who love each other. Your sisterhood is your bond, you don’t have to worry about me breaking it, honestly, I’m sure you will do that all on your own.” With watery eyes, Giselle looks at him with a faint smile, “thank you. Sam, I really am sor-” “If we’re done here, I have to get back to work” Sam says interrupting her. She looks at him for a moment then pulls herself together. “Of course,” she says putting her shades back on. She thanks him for his time and leaves the payment for her drink on the table and takes her leave. Sam lets out a big sigh and slams his hands on the table drawing attention from the people in the room. Tasha looks at him worriedly from across the bar, he looks back at her and then heads to the back. She follows him and asks if he is okay, he nods his head yes, then she lightly places her hand on his shoulder and leaves.

Giselle arrives back at work and sits in the car for a moment. She removes her shades and begins to sob softly. Her phone rings and she quickly pull’s herself together. “Hello?… Yes, I am on my way.” She hangs up the phone, wipes her face and gets out of the car making her way into the building.

Loving Lola- Ch. 28

No Misunderstandings.

“Oh wow, this place is nice Jhené” Lola exclaims. “I specifically said I don’t want to hear your opinions.” Jhené says. “Hahaha, but I gave the restaurant a compliment!” Lola says laughing. “I don’t care, keep it to yourself.” “Hahaha, this girl.” Giselle laughs. The hostess escorts them to their booth to be seated and assures them that their waiter will be with them momentarily. “So, what’s good here Jhené?” Giselle says opening her menu. “To be honest, I always get the grilled chicken. I don’t know what they do to it, but I can’t get enough.” “I want a margarita” Lola says looking at the drinks page. “Girl yes, I get the strawberry margarita every time.” “Ew why strawberry? That is my least favorite flavor.” “Didn’t I say I don’t care about your opinions” Jhené says looking at Giselle. “Damn! They have so many flavor options; there’s peach, mango, pineapple, orange-” “Hello ladies,” The waiter interjects, “my name is Jacob and I will be taking care of you this evening, can I start you off with something to drink?” “Um, I’d like an original frozen margarita, small with salt around the rim please.” Giselle says. “I would like a small strawberry margarita with sugar around the rim.” “Frozen or on the rocks?” “Frozen please.” “Alright, and for you miss?” “I really want a margarita, but I don’t know what flavor to get, which one would you suggest?” Before Jacob can answer, a lady a few tables away interjects, “Try the peach margarita, it is so good, I’m actually on my second one.” “And see I was debating between that one and the mango. Okay, well I’ll have a frozen medium peach margarita please.” “Alright, I’m going to go ahead and put those drinks in for you.” Jacob leaves to go put in the drink orders and Lola thanks the woman for her suggestion.

Justin and Damien are in the store with Eric while he picks up a few groceries. “Damien, how did we get sucked into this?” “It’s not like you’re actually helping anyway” Eric says. “Because I don’t even want to be here.” “Then leave, I’m not forcing you to help me shop. Yall stopped me remember?” “Yall can’t go two minutes without arguing. I swear yall act like an old married couple.” Damien interjects. “Why are yall in here anyway? Don’t yall have something else to do?” Eric asks annoyed “Actually yes we d-” “No. We were riding around and saw you walking” Damien says interrupting Justin. “Damn Damien! This is why I don’t go anywhere with you.” “Why lie? We weren’t doing anything and it’s just Eric.” Eric starts laughing, “and you say we fight like a married couple, oh okay.” He says. “Man whatever. Speaking of, so you gone try calling her again?” Justin asks. Damien looks at Eric. “Naw… She didn’t answer the first time and I don’t want to blow her up, seeming like I’m desperate or something.” Justin looks at him with a stale face, “You are desperate the fuck.” “No I’m not.” Eric says offended. “You are” Damien says. “Just drop it ight.” Eric says walking away. “Well at least you know she didn’t block you!” Justin says yelling down the aisle.

Sam finishes up in the bathroom and goes to wash his hands. He looks at himself in the mirror and starts to laugh, I don’t know how I get myself in these situations… Just eat and take her home, I do not need any misunderstandings. He dries his hand and leaves the bathroom. When he arrives back to the table, he sees Trisha drinking another margarita. “I see you ordered a second one after all.” “Yes, I just couldn’t resist.” She says smiling. Sam shakes his heads and begins to eat. He looks up and notices Jacob helping another table, “Yes, the restrooms are around the corner on the right” he says aloud. The woman thanks him as he walks away. She places her purse down in the seat next to her and stands up fixing her dress before proceeding to the restroom. Sam averts his eyes as she walks in his direction, but just as she is walking bye, he looks up and their eyes meet.

Loving Lola- Ch. 27

Now or Never.

Dripping wet, Lola emerges from the shower, wrapping herself in her towel. She wipes the condensation from the mirror, clearing a spot to see so she can wash her face and brush her teeth. Once she is finished, she yells to her sisters that she will be ready in a few minutes, knowing Jhené, wherever we’re going its not going to be too fancy. She walks into her closet looking for something cute, comfy, and casual. She pulls out a pair of jeweled studded sandals to go along with a multi-colored maxi dress she has been dying to wear. After she is completely dry and moisturized, she throws her hair into a high bun to complete the look. “Are you ready yet? My stomach is touching my back!” Jhené yells out to Lola. “Yes! I’m grabbing my purse right now.” Lola looks around for her keys and cellphone then finds them sitting on her dresser. She grabs both and throws them into her bag and leaves the room. “See, I told you I wasn’t going to take long” Lola says meeting her sisters in the kitchen. “Yes, yes great, now let’s go, I’m starving!” “This place better be good the way you are talking.” They all gather their things and head out the door.

Slurp, slurp, “OMG! This is so much better than I remember! I think they hired a new bartender because this is amazing!” Trisha says drinking her margarita. “Do you want to taste it?” She offers Sam, “Oh no I’m good. I’m the driver remember.” “Pfft, so? It’s just a sip, it’s not like you’re not going to get drunk off a little taste.” She says tempting him. “I don’t know, you’ve been sipping over there, and it seems like you’re feeling pretty good already.” “I’m just happy that’s all.” “Happy you got a drink?” He asks. “Well yeah, but I’m mostly happy that I get to spend some time with you outside of work.” The waiter comes back to the table, “are you guys ready to order?” “Yes!” Trisha says excitedly, “I’ll have the D3 special please with the guac and sour cream on the side.” “Okay, and for you sir?” “I’ll take the house special with extra pico.” “Alright, I’ll go put these in right away.” They hand the waiter their menus as he leaves the table. “I’m going to have to order another one of these” Trisha says stirring the ice in her drink. “Wha- you’re done already? You just got it! Sam says shocked. Shlurp, shlurpp! “Well it’s gone now.” Trish says taking a bite out of the orange slice from her drink. “You should probably wait to eat something before ordering another drink Trish, I’d hate for you to get sick.” “Aww, are you worried about me Sammy?” She says batting her eyes. “Caring and responsible, aren’t I lucky.” Sam looks at her and laughs.

Jhené pulls into the restaurants parking lot and parks the car. “This is one of my favorite places. They just renovated so it’s really nice inside, and the drinks are AMAZING!” Giselle and Lola look up at the sign, “Depasco” they say aloud. “I have never heard of this place before,” Giselle says. “Yeah, I wouldn’t expect you to, all that corporate food you eat.” Jhené say in a snarky tone. “Um don’t’ do me, it is not my fault the only places around the offices are upscale. I eat regular food to.” “Hahaha, regular food?” Lola says laughing. “What the hell is regular food?” she asks, “I’m guessing anything under $50 bucks that still gets you full.” Jhené says. “First of all, I don’t pay 50 anything for my food,” “Yeah because someone is always buying it for you” Jhené says. Giselle rolls her eyes, “anyway, I thought you were starving; can we get off of me and just go in please.” “Yall better not talk any shit about this place or I’m never taking yall anywhere again.” “Hahaha we can’t have an opinion?” “No! I didn’t ask for it, so I don’t want to hear it.” They all laugh and enter the restaurant.

“Alright, he we are,” The waiter says with their orders in hand. “Be careful the plates are hot.” He says placing the dishes on the table. “Is there anything else I can get for you?” he asks. “I’d like another margarita” Trisha insists. Sam shakes his head. “Where are the restrooms” he asks. “Around the corner on the right” the waiter directs him. “Thank you. Trish I’ll be right back.” Sam leaves the table making his way to the bathroom. Trish pulls out her mirror and checks herself, alright Trish, now is your chance, it’s now or never! In the distance she hears her waiter Jacob “Hello ladies my name is Jacob, and I will be your waiter for the evening, can I start you off with something to drink?” “I really want a margarita, but I don’t know what flavor I want” Trisha looks in her mirror behind her and she sees Jacob seating three women. She turns around and suggests the peach margarita, Lola looks at her and smiles, “Okay, well I’ll have a frozen medium peach margarita please.”

Loving Lola- Ch. 26

Man Up!

With his headphones in, Eric blocks out the world while walking to the store down the street from his house. Not wanting to waste gas, he decided walking was a better way to clear his head. So consumed in thought, he neglects to see a car riding next to him. The man is shouting from the window, but Eric does not hear him. Once Eric makes it into the stores parking lot, the car comes in and cuts him off, stopping in front of him. Startled, Eric snatches out his headphones and throws up his fists taking his stance ready to fight, but then he is surprised to see that it is Justin and Damien in the car. “Smh, man what the fuck, yall scared the shit out of me!” “Did you not hear me calling you? What the hell you doing walking anyway?” Justin says shouting. “Why yall rolling up on me like that? Yall was about to catch these hands.” “Man, you weren’t about to do shit, we were riding right next to your ass for about seven minutes, if we were anybody else, ya ass would have been out already. You need to be more aware of your surroundings.” “I got a lot on my mind alright. Walking helps clear my head.” Justin and Damien get out of the car. “What got you all messed up anyway?” Damien asks. “Smh, that girl he met at the bar.” Justin says. “They went out last night, and ever since he got back, he been like this, zoned the fuck out.” “What happened?” asks Damien. “I don’t know, he won’t tell nobody.” “Because ain’t nothing to tell. I told you I was good!” Eric yells. “Clearly you’re not Eric. This girl got you roaming the streets, mindless, talking about having to clear ya head. It was just one date, one encounter, what is so special about her that got you so fucked up?” Eric is silent. “Huh? Because I don’t get how you can go from one thing to THIS in the matter of 24 hours. Did yall have some bomb sex or something?” “Man, hell naw! I wasn’t even thinking about none of that with her. I actually wanted to get to know her man.” “Then what happened, because I’m confused.” “Yeah man, I ain’t never seen you like this before.” Damien interjects. “I DON’T KNOW ALRIGHT! I don’t know what happened. Dinner was great, the mood, the vibe, the atmosphere, everything was perfect. We were good, and then we weren’t. We started talking and I said some stuff, but I guess it came out wrong and now she won’t talk to me… This shit got me all fucked up I know. If it were anybody else, I would have been moved on with no problem, but she’s different and I… I just want to fix it.”

“You sure you ain’t smash? Because your ass is whipped.” Justin says jokingly. “Man shut up! This is why I didn’t want to tell yall, I knew yall were going to start talking shit.” Eric says annoyed. “Man calm down, I was just playing.” “Smh, whatever bruh.” “Look, I’m sorry man, I just ain’t never seen you act this way before. I expect this kind of behavior from Damien, but this is new for you. I can tell you really like this girl.” “Woman. She’s a grown ass woman.” “Ugh, don’t be that guy Eric.” “Then don’t disrespect her.” “She ain’t even yours yet and you already defending her; that’s probably why she is ignoring your ass, you talk too damn much.” “Naw, you might be right though, I do say things without thinking sometimes and I think I may have hurt her feelings. I just wanted to show her that I saw her you know? That I wasn’t trying to play with her. I can tell she been through a lot, but she keeps smiling and pushing through that shit; I am not trying to be another let down for her.” Both Justin and Damien stare at him, “Damn Eric, you really are whipped.” Damien says, “and that’s a lot coming from him” Justin adds. “Hahaha, yeah, yall might be right.” “Alright fine, what’s your next move into getting her back?” asks Justin. “What are you talking about? I told you she wasn’t talking to me.” “You are the dumbest smart person I know. If she didn’t cuss you out, or block you, then you still got a chance.” “Um, I don’t think it works like that.” “How not? It does in my experience.” Eric and Damien are quiet. “Did she cuss you out?” “No.” “Did she block you?” “I don’t think so. We haven’t spoken since the date.” “Well call her and see!” “No. I’m giving her space, respecting her boundaries.” “OH MY GOD! Just call her to see if you’re blocked man. See if it goes straight to voicemail, but if it rings, then you may still have a shot. Hell, she may even answer the phone.” “The logic in this is a little construed.” “Well you ain’t getting anywhere doing what you’re doing. If you want this woman, show her, man up!” Eric hesitates for a moment then pulls out his phone. He finds Lola’s number and makes the call.

Loving Lola- Ch. 25

Flirt.

Sam and Trisha arrive at Depasco and they make their way inside and wait to be seated. They observe their surroundings while sitting in the waiting area. “Wow, I feel like I haven’t been here in forever.” Trisha says looking around in awe. “I know I haven’t been here in a while; they changed it around quite a bit from what I remember.” “Yeah, it’s a lot cleaner, thank goodness.” “But the grime was the best part of this place!” “Ew, hahaha.” “See, you’re saying that now, but you still ate here, AND got full.” “Yeah maybe. But the food wasn’t the only reason I came here.” Trish says looking away. “Huh?” Sam asks confused. “Nothing, I think they’re ready for us.” Trish says changing the subject. The hostess walks over to them and guides them to their seats. They sit at a booth across from one another, “your waiter will be right with you.” The hostess says as she sets down their menus. Sam picks up the menu and starts scanning the selections. Trisha grabs her menu and holds it to her face but cannot help herself from staring at Sam instead. “Do you know what you want to eat?” He asks her. I have an idea. “No, not yet. Do you?” “I think I want the house special. I haven’t been here in a while, so I feel like that’s my safest best.” “Safe huh? You like playing it safe Sam?” She says putting her menu down onto the table. He looks at her with a straight face, “Um, when it comes to my food yes.” “Really? So, does that mean you prefer taking risks in other circumstances then?” “Well it depends on the situation to be honest. I usually like to assess all situations before I make any sudden decisions.” He says not understanding what she meant. The waiter comes over to take their order. “Hi, my name is Jacob and I’ll be taking care of you tonight. Can I start you guys off with something to drink?” “I’ll just take a water.” Sam says. “With lemon?” “No thank you.” “Okay, and for you ma’am?” “I’m going to have a medium peach margarita please.” “Frozen or on the rocks?” “Let’s keep it on the rocks.” “Salt or sugar around the rim?” “Sugar, please.” “Alright. May I see your ID?” “Oh really? Don’t I look mature enough?” She says flipping her hair. “I just have to ask.” “Hehe, yeah I know. Here ya go sweety” she says pulling out her license. “Okay thank you. Are you both ready to order?” “Well not yet, I’m still looking,” she says. “Okay no problem, I’ll go put these drinks in for you and be back in a moment.” The waiter leaves the table and Sam looks at Trish.

Laid out on the bed tired, Giselle, Jhené, and Lola are finally finished cleaning the house. “I am never letting it get this bad again, I am exhausted.” “Yeah please don’t, because next time I’m not helping.” Jhené says. “Well thank you guys for helping this time… not just with the cleaning but, with everything.” “Of course, you know we got yo back like a chiropract!” Giselle yells out. “Yeah, we down for you like four flats on a Cadillac!” yells out Jhené. “OMG! Please stop!” They all burst out laughing. “Can we go get something to eat now please, I am STARVING!” Jhené says. Lola turns and faces her, “I just don’t understand how you can eat as much as you do and not gain a pound.” “I know right! It’s like she burns off every bite before she finishes the plate,” says Giselle “Hahaha, right! Don’t have no time to even taste the food before its gone.” They both say laughing. “Shut yall asses up and come on!” “Where are we going Jhené? Better not be somewhere nasty.” “Shut up, I know good food.” “Alright, let me take a shower really quick, I sweated my life away cleaning.” “Ugh! I’m going to starve to death waiting on you!” Jhené cries out. “Shut up! I won’t even take that long.” “Hurry up!” Lola goes to turn on the shower and begins to undress. She runs to the closet and grabs a clean towel and washrag and doesn’t hear her phone going off. Unaware, she rushes off to get in the shower.

Loving Lola- Ch. 24

Healing.

Jhené walks over and joins her sisters in the group hug. She wipes her face and they all sit there quietly together. “Mommy would be proud of us. No matter the choices we’ve made, we are always here for each other and I think that is all she wanted from her daughters. We are three totally different women, but our hearts have all beat inside of her once upon a time and that speaks volumes. The love we share between the three of us can never be matched and I’m okay with that because, that is something no one can ever take from us. I know that I still have some experiencing to do, but I am proud to have sisters like you guys to look up to. Both of you are stronger than you realize and that’s okay too, but I can’t wait for the day to come when yall realize your true strength because all of this will no longer be of importance. I love yall no matter what these ugly guys think and yall are going to find your special someone that will never let you feel this way again. You will always hear you’re beautiful, and they will not only say the words I love you, but show you the meaning behind it so please be patient.” There’s a moment of silence between them. “In the meantime, we have each other okay? So, let us stop these tears, help Lola clean this house so we can go get something to eat; I don’t know about yall, but crying makes me hungry.” They all chuckle then release each other from their embrace. They grab some tissue and begin to pull themselves together. Lola looks at Jhené smiling, “I’m so proud of the woman you’re becoming; hell, sometimes I forget you’re the youngest. I love you Jhené, thank you.” Jhené smiles and touches her arm then her and Giselle head to the living room to finish cleaning. Lola continues cleaning the bathroom then stops and looks in the mirror. With watery eyes, she flashes a smile, we’re going to be just fine.

Once the last customer leaves the bar and everyone has cleaned their areas, Sam grabs his things and gets ready to head home. “Sam?” Trisha says sweetly. “Hey, what’s up Trish?” he says grabbing his bag. “I was wondering if you’d like to grab a bite to eat, you know, like old times?” Sam looks at her quietly for a moment, “um, sure, why not. Where do you want to go?” Trisha gives a big smile and grabs his hand, “anywhere is fine with me hehehe.” They both walk out of the bar hand in hand and head to Sam’s car. “Remember that place we used to go all the time after work?” Trisha says excitedly, “what was it called again?” “Um, you mean Depasco?” “YES! We used love that place. The whole crew would go after our long shifts to just unwind.” She says getting in the car. “I miss those days” she says to him. “Well, do you want to go there then?” “Really?! Sure!” “Okay.” Sam cranks up the car and heads over to Depasco. Finally, here’s my chance!

Eric wonders around his home. He goes into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator and stands there for a moment, water, eggs, milk… He lets out a big sigh then closes the refrigerator moving toward the pantry. He opens the double doors and looks inside, wheat bread, spaghetti sauce, peanut butter… He closes the pantry in disappointment and leaves the kitchen going into the living room. He plops down on the sofa and grabs the remote hoping to find something to watch on TV. He turns on the television and begins switching through the channels, nope, nope, nope, nope…Ugh. Annoyed, he turns off the TV and walks past the training room. He steps in, turns on the light and stands there for a moment. Fed up, he turns the light off and walks away. He goes into his bedroom and searches for something decent to wear. He opens his drawers and grabs a plain white T-shirt and pairs it with a pair of black jeans and his classic vans. He goes into the bathroom checks himself in the mirror and does a quick mouth rinse with some mouth wash then leaves. He grabs his cellphone from the nightstand and picks a light jacket from the closet and heads to the front of the house. Looking for his keys, he spots them hanging by the door. He turns on the light above the stove, takes his keys and leaves the house.

Loving Lola- Ch. 22

Self Love.

“Lola, forget the men. Forget the relationships. Forget trying to be enough for everyone else, you need to be enough for you, you need to love yourself. Do you love yourself?” “Of course I do.” “Are you sure? Because the woman I see here does not seem like she deems herself worthy of love from anyone, especially herself.” “I’m not some frail flower who wants to off herself because men suck, I love me okay? This is just how I cope.” “I don’t believe that this is just a coping mechanism, and I don’t think you do either.” “Giselle, no offense, but you have no jurisdiction to tell me how I feel about myself. You don’t have to go through what I go through because EVERYONE loves you. You can have any man you want. I mean come on, you’re smart, and beautiful, and dad’s favorite. You are a natural born leader, people look up to you, they have always looked up to you; you’re flawless. So, I’m sorry if me not wanting to get hurt anymore comes off as having no self-worth, if anything, I think that means I love myself more than enough to not accept that shit any further.” “Flawless? Are you serious? Where have you been? My life is far from perfect. I must tell myself I am beautiful every day because if I don’t, I won’t ever hear it. Men may flock to me, but it is only because of my position of power. They just want to sleep with the face of the company, hoping that fucking the President will ensure a higher standing with our father. Nonetheless, even as the CEO’s daughter, I had to work my ass off to get to where I am. Since I am woman, a black woman at that, Corporate America is not kind to me. Yes, I am smart, but do not think anything was given to me. I fight hard as fuck to prove to OUR father that I am good enough to stay where I am. The shit yall see on the outside is just the brand. So, when I ask if you love yourself, it is not an assumption, because I know exactly what not having self-worth looks like. I have dealt with it my entire life. They have groomed me into being someone I had no choice to be. It is so easy for people to look at you and feel like your life is perfect because of a position you hold, or the amount of comma’s in your bank account. I am lonely as fuck too. I will not lie and say I don’t get depressed and I don’t question if I am enough for me, because this life is double edged sword. It is so easy to not feel worthless when everything is going well, and you are happy, but can you love yourself right now when you feel like shit? I will never tell you how you should feel, because I am not you, but I am telling you that those times when you don’t feel your greatest, you, Lola, are not less worthy of love then, than when you are happy.” Lola begins to cry, she grabs her sister and hugs her tight, “Giselle I am so sorry, I know that your life hasn’t been easy, you have always looked out for us and put our needs before yours. I’m sorry I’ve been so selfish! I left you to carry this burden on your own with no thought of how you must feel. You deserve to be happy every day, because you are smart, and amazing, and beautiful. Yes, I feel worthless most days, but you guys make me feel invincible when I’ve beaten myself down. I don’t care that these guys don’t see me, because I know yall do. I know I am worth loving, because even when I can’t find the love for myself, you and Jhené give it to me. I am a work in progress, and I am slowly finding myself, but it was always because of the love you guys gave me.”

Self-Love

I want you to burn that shit inside your mind. Put it on repeat, and then rewind.

It’s appreciating every piece of the bad; going into the future, and from the past.

Acknowledging that you may have some flaws and loving that shit just because.

Knowing your perfections are built in those and understanding that none of you can be disposed.

It’s more than saying it to get through the day but believing it every step of the way.

Realizing that YOU ARE good enough, especially when the smooth turns to rough.

It’s more than having confidence because self-love doesn’t create narcissists.

You are both important and competent; worth loving and are proud of it.

But mostly, it’s about forgiveness, really, being able to bear witness.

While loving everything you have to offer; the ugly, and the beautiful with no falter.