I woke up the next morning and prepared for the day with my family. We had fun and it was a good day. We were now sitting at the Olive Garden having dinner. "Zuhair you screamed like such a little bitch", said Ashton one of the twins. Chuckling, I threw a bread stick at him. "Language Ash, and Zury don't play with food", my mother admonished which caused the entire table to erupt in laughter. After dinner we went home. It was funny how I hadn't realized how imperative it was to spend time with them too instead of consistently working. I face timed Min Jae to check on him.
"Hyung", I said in greeting putting on an oversized t-shirt to go to bed. "Zuhair", he said lowly. He looked so down and dejected and it was breaking my heart. "Where are you?" I asked him grabbing a sweater and some slides. Once I had packed a few things for an overnight bag I called an uber. "Home. I am not going anywhere." "Good im on my way." "Nah you don't have to do that I mean it. Don't go out of your way I will get over this".
"No, when you hurt I hurt Min Jae, I hurt too. I can't be in my island of positivity here knowing that you are drowning. Lets drown together but also rise together as lame as that sounds. How the fuck do you trust me to write anything when i'm so corny and cliche... anyway let me in when I get there", I informed him hanging up without giving him an opportunity to talk me out of it. Once i arrived i tried opening the door and was happy that he had left it open. I locked the door and went to find him, he was sitting on the single seat couch on his phone. I went up to him and embraced him. I was hoping the couch would be able to handle both of us.
We stayed like that for a while and then went to sit outside the balcony after I had made us some drinks. "You know what fucking hurts is that I had felt like I had found the one." "Do you think you will ever leave porn?" I asked him quietly. He was quiet for a while sipping on his drink pensively.
"I mean you have to at some point. Its not a long lasting career. I find those old vs young videos fucking disgusting like do people know what their grandpa's are doing in their spare time?"
Laughter erupted from my chest, "we need to start a new movement, hashtag check on grandad he might be filming porn", we both laughed once more.
"But on a serious note though MJ, what's next?"
"Maybe give a nine to five serious consideration. How about you?"
"I want to be an influencer you know the fucking vibes already babes", I said jovially in a mock Essex accent. "Lay off the Geordie shore and the Love Island", he said chuckling. We drank more and more and at some point became drunk. We were blasting, Icona Pop whilst dancing in his living room.
"I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone, I crashed my car into the bridge, I watched, I let it burn", I sang. "I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs
I crashed my car into the bridge, I don't care!" he chimed. Then together we started singing, "I love it, I don't care! ...You're on a different road, I'm in the Milky Way You want me down on Earth, but I am up in space You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch
You're from the '70s, but I'm a '90s bitch!" We laughed and downed our drinks. "I am so happy that your mood has picked up", I said diving onto the couch.
"Me too", he said settling in with me.
At this point in the night, at about 2 am we were both exhausted and over the dancing and singing. "Geordie?" I asked him. "Only if its some reruns I want to see Chloe going off", we both chuckled and found one of the earlier seasons and started watching. At some point we knocked out on the couch. I woke up the next day feeling exhausted around 3 pm. My phone was ringing. I let it go to voicemail and moved to the bedroom where Min Jae already was.
I crashed and woke up around 5 pm. Min Jae was already up. "Hey", I said in greeting stretching. "Would it be such a crazy thing for me to be a stepdad?" he asked. "No, but I just don't like how Shane went about the whole situation. Number one you cheat and then instead of being accountable you start pointing fingers. That was some childish shit. I know you still have feelings for him but wait it out. Go on a date or two. If you still want him then try going to a therapist. I think what is important is for you to talk through your feelings with someone who can help you beyond just listening.
Then maybe at some point the two of you need to chat. I would volunteer myself to be a mediator but I'm too biased and stuck on the fact that he pulled that shit so miss me with that."
"Thanks, babe", he said hugging me. We showered and then got dressed and went to dinner at a roof top restaurant. The views were insane. As we were having our desert one of the men that had been sitting at a table nearby walked up to ours and greeted us.
"You are Graysons girl", he asked. I then realised he was a player, Suqoan Barklee from the New York Giants. "Yeah, Suqoan right?" I asked looking up at the beautiful brown-skinned man in front of us.
"Yeah", he responded beaming.
"I spotted you and your friend and just wanted to say hi".
"How's the practice going? You guys have a chance at going to the Superbowl," he chuckled,
"Tell your man to ease up on us when we play them," I chuckled.
"As much as I am a huge fan of yours, sir, I respectfully decline. We need to go all the way."
Min Jae elbowed me in the ribs. "This is my friend Min Jae", I said introducing him whilst giving Min Jae a side-eye in annoyance. They started talking about something and 20 minutes later they exchanged numbers and he went back to his table and we left.
"What the fuck just happened Zuhair?" he asked me excitedly as we walked out of the restaurant to his car.
"I think he might like you", I teased him. "You think so?" he asked getting into the drivers seat and putting the car in gear. "Yeah, bruv he ignored me after that quick intro, I swear if it wasn't for his table you guys would have gone on and on."
"He is fucking hot, Zuhair," he gushed. "Bro lets have a threesome and share that dick because damn I want to have my back blown out by him too."
We laughed, i was happy that the night had ended on an unexpectedly high note. On that note i had decided i would go and see my man, so Min Jae was going to drop me off at Graysons. I hadn't seen him all weekend and he was annoyed that I hadn't picked up his phone call when he had called earlier. We arrived and he switched off the car.
"Thanks for pushing me to go out tonight. If it wasn't for you I would still be on my couch thinking about taking that asshat back and getting myself into his messy life."
"Bro, you are my rib. I cannot do this life thing without you. Your happiness really does rub off on me," I said smiling.
"Random question... Is it weird that we once fucked and now I am into men?" I was quiet for a bit contemplating his question.
"Sexuality runs on a spectrum. I have kissed a few girls in my day but I predominantly prefer men and don't think I would ever sleep with a female. But I understand if you say that you like getting railed by men. I mean your taste is amazing sweety." He pulled a face and rolled his eyes.
"What now?" I asked smirking.
"We can talk about men and shit but I am still masculine, please don't call me your girl", I busted out into a fit of laughter then pulled him in for a hug.
"I will keep that in mind bro", I said opening the car door. He rolled down the window and watched me get into Grayson's building.
"Let me know once you arrive home safely bitch", I said giggling and waving at him. He threw his middle finger at me and cussed me out before peeling away from the drop off zone. I entered the elevator laughing.
When I got to his floor, I let myself in. He was taking a shower, I tiptoed into the bathroom and then said Boo in an attempt to scare him. I heard him shout oh shit over the water. He then threw out a shampoo bottle at me that hit me on my arm. I could not stop laughing. He joined in once he had seen that it was me. "That's not funny Zuhair, you scared the shit out of me."
"You threw... a shampoo bottle at me", I said in between fits of laughter. Once I was calmer I joined him in the shower and got clean with him. We dried off and went to his bedroom. "
How was practice?" I asked as he lathered my body with lotion.
"It was okay. Gruelling but I did what had to be done." He repeated the process for himself with the lotion once he was done with me. I told him about Suqoan and how he hit it off with Min Jae.
"He is a solid kid plays for a great team." I squealed in excitement. "Double dates and becoming NFL wives. I cannot wait." He gave me a look, "NFL wives, doesn't Min Jae identify as being masculine or has that changed since he likes getting fucked." I chuckled.
"He told me to stop that shit but it just tickles me that he gets so annoyed." He shook his head.
"After the Super Bowl we should go away for a bit and just destress, you take time off your job and we go somewhere tropical," he said. I agreed and then fell asleep in his arms.
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The buildup to the Superbowl was intense and I could barely focus on anything. I was so grateful that the days passed by fast and that the day had come. I had left work early and was getting ready for the game with Min Jae. We were both wearing the colours and paraphernalia for the Old England Vipers, Min Jae didn't want to seem too forward by wearing the New York Giants colours because of how fresh everything was between him and Suqoan. "Are you nervous?" he asked me as we drove to the game.
"Yeah, I mean if my man wins then we are going to have a great little baecation after this but if he loses the baecation is just going to be mad tense. How about you?"
"Obviously for your sake I really would want Grayson to win, so you can get that Winners-of-the-Superbowl dick but it would be great for Suqoan to win. But actually nah he should lose so that he can cry on my shoulder and I can be there for him."
I laughed at Min Jae's scheming ass, amused by how much he was infatuated by the man that he had met barely a week ago. They had been facetiming and doing the most over the last couple of days. I was so happy for him because he seemed to genuinely be in a good space and he had forgotten about his ex. I wanted to remind him of the time when he thought that he wanted to be a step-father but it was probably too soon. Something told me that his asshat ex would have eventually left Min Jae and tried to make things work with his baby mama.
Min Jae was in a shit position by being bisexual and being attracted to heterosexual men. Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder if it would be better for these men to not fall for him because everyone in their messy situations was always unsure of their sexuality and always afraid to be branded as gay even though they happened to both be men.
But with Saqoan there was the issue about my boys chosen profession but that would be an issue only if they got serious. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked as we drove in silence. "Bitch you would need a couple of hundred grand to be able to afford my thought, he chuckled and decided to let it go. Once we arrived, we parked the car and went to get snacks before heading to the VIP seats that had been reserved for us. They were warming up and people were still getting seated.
The game was tense.
The New York Giants were winning by 20 points when the half time show began. Travis Scott and Pop Smoke were both performing. For a moment I had forgotten that I was at the Superbowl and had felt like I was in a moshpit at a concert. In that brief moment i had forgotten all about the stresses of Graysons game and had just been able to drink, vibe and let loose with my best friend.
But before we knew it the show ended and the teams came back. Grayson blew me a kiss and I made a silent prayer that his team would win. In the end it was really close but they won by 2 points. Grayson was so overjoyed, he came by where we were seated and gave me a big wet kiss as everybody in our section was shouting with joy and excitement at the fact that our team had won. "We are going to celebrate", he shouted before heading back to his team. An hour later they were done and could leave.
Min Jae saw his man and then left to go and console him. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. I filled Grayson in on what had been happening between them and Min Jae's dastardly plan. "About that trip..." he said driving us to his apartment so that we could get our luggage and head to the airport. "Lets make it memorable, one for the books."
We arrived at the apartment and were in and out. I washed off my makeup and changed into sweats so that i could be comfortable. Grayson did the same. The drive to the airport was uneventful, we had already checked in so we went straight to the private lounge area where we could have a few drinks before departure. We ordered our drinks and then put our phones down. "You got the ring babe and i cannot be happier for you," i gushed. He grinned with his bright eyes shining, "I had my lucky charm with me," he said coyly. A few weeks back he had taken my gold chain and said it would bring him luck. He claimed that they lost the previous game because he had forgotten it but he had made sure he was wearing it for the super bowl. "Can't believe you think that piece of metal has more luck than me," I said teasing him". "It is what it is," he responded. I smiled at him grateful that we could have this time together. "It will be so good to just get away from home and j
Once the filming was done i headed to Grayson's to spend the night. A part of me felt off in a way that i couldn't quite describe but i decided to not dwell on that because i was exhausted and ready to just put everything behind me. Entering his building I went to his floor and used my key to let myself in. He was sleeping, when he was like this he was so docile and beautiful. I took off the sweats I had been wearing and put on one of his shirts and then got into his bed. He grabbed my body and held me. His comforting warmth had me asleep. When I finally woke up my body felt refreshed and had a ghostly dull ache of exhaustion. I was alone in the bed. Grayson had left. We couldn't have sex for a while because that asshole Andreas had fucked me hard and i felt sore. I strectched and opened the curtains. The sun was setting to my surprise. Going into the bathr
By mid-afternoon, I had finally managed to roll myself out of bed. Numbness had taken over. I loved him too much to walk away but something had been broken in our relationship and I wasn't sure if it could be fixed or if this was the end. If I told Min Jae he would most likely try and beat up Grayson and that would cause more unnecessary drama especially if I decided to forgive Grayson and take him back. I stared deeply into the reflection of myself and felt tears welling up in my eyes. I had never thought of myself as easy or cheap but Grayson's words had cut me deeply and insinuated that I was nothing but dirt. People make assumptions about being a sex worker and think that it's simple, that it's an easy option to make money you just sell your body but they don't understand that it's not greed for some of us that drives us into doing it. I blinked away the few tears and turned on the water in the shower. I let the water cascade over me for a while replaying
I had never been so confused in my life and I needed space to not only heal and recover but to decide whether or not I wanted to keep seeing Grayson. I had informed my family that I was working on a project with Min Jae and that it would take some time that's why I couldn't be home for a while. In case my mother decided to check in with MJ, I had told him I needed some space and when I was ready I was going to tell him about everything. I took a few days off work at the boutique and found myself in a deep depressive state where I couldn't even leave my bed. On the 4th day, I finally decided that I was going to rot in bed if I didn't keep myself busy. So I went back to work. Lineh was going on about how her new friend that she met when was dating someone way more famous than Grayson which was the last thing I remembered before everything went dark. I woke up in a hospital. A nurse walked in and smiled at me with pity coloring her face. "I will call the doctor," she informed m
"What happened was a fucked-up coincidence, the NDA had been completed around the week of the Superbowl but I didn’t want to bring it up at the time because there was a lot going on but I was under a lot of pressure by Samson and Clyde. You know Samson is my agent and Clyde is my attorney. Clyde insisted that we have it signed as soon as possible and then they threatened me with my work contract if I didn't get it signed. Coach was even on their side. My contract had run its course with the Vipers by the time the SuperBowl had come around so I had no choice but to get you to sign so that we could renew my contract for another 5 years." He handed me his phone to look at the email thread, I sat for about 30 minutes reading through everything. He wasn't lying, which made me now doubt my conviction about whether he was on drugs when he assaulted me. "I believe you, and I can see that you are genuinely remorseful. I want us to stay together, and I am so tempted to just pretend like you d
Life has a funny way of teaching you tough lessons and if you refuse to learn it will keep repeating the lesson. We had developed a routine where i would see Grayson atleast twice a week during the weekday and i spent most weekends with him. On the odd occassion we wouldn't see each other on the weekend and he would spend it with Selene or his friends. I never put too much thought into it. Maybe i was careless... but what could i have done to avoid the catastrophe of that night? “We need to talk.” He said in a somber tone. I looked across at him. Where was this coming from? Everything had been good ... atleast from my side. He had been in a mood the entire date and this was how he was going to end it? I nodded, I couldn’t trust my voice to not betray the tumultuous emotions that were swirling within me. I felt on edge, something was wrong but i couldn't place my finger on it. My focus was on the passing scenery as we drove in an uncomfortable silence. He had just picked me up an
Was this the end of my story? The moment that i realized that Grayson didn't love me enough to change? Had he ever laid his hands on her or did he reserve those violent tendencies for women who fuck for a living? I had only just started gaining traction as an influencer. I had worked for almost a decade to get to where I am and this man was just going to selfishly snuff out my light. My parents, my siblings and my friends were going to lose me because of my shit choices in men. No, I couldn’t… I wasn’t going to let him take my life from me. Adrenalin propelled me forward and I found myself kicking him back. Because he had not expected me to do anything but take my beatings like I usually did he stumbled backwards and then lost his footing and fell. That was my chance. Without thinking the action through, I got up and ran to the door and ran to the nearest elevator. Once I was inside I whipped out my phone and went into the contacts. I dialed the first number on the co
When I regained consciousness, panic began to rear its sinister head. Why couldn’t I breathe on my own? where was I? I couldn't be dead because I could still feel pain even though it wasn't very intense.The last thing I remembered was the car. Fuck! Who was that man, had i been trafficked me? Was i goimg to be whore out for sleazy greedy men? A beeping sound suddnely started accelerating. The sound was so foreign to me that it made me realise that there was nothing that was stopping my eyes from opening. I finally managed to get them to start moving behind my eyelids but only one eye opened. The other remained shut. “Relax”, said a smoothe velvety deep voice. The instruction fell on deaf ears because I still didn't understand who this stranger was or what was happening. “You are safe now it’s Apollo, the man from the club”. The mention of a club did very little to calm me, I shook my head still in distress not knowing where I was or with whom I was with. I couldn't form
I woke up the next day and noticed that Apollo was not there. I didn’t want to be a burden, I had to go back home but I could barely move without feeling an overwhelming amount of pain. Grayson had tried to kill me. I hadn’t had a moment to really soak in and deliberate everything that had happened now as I did my heart broke and my tears expressed my state of being. I had heard of people talking about actual heartache but I didn’t think that it was possible ...until now. The man I loved tried to kill me because I refused to stay in a toxic relationship where he had gotten his friend pregnant. Didn’t he see all that I had put up with when we were together? He never saw how much I loved him. A part of me felt like mabe i hadn't done enough to show and prove to him that he meant everything to me. But the greater part knew that there was no excuse good enough for what he had done to m. The good memories were swimming in through my mind laced with the recent ones. My memories of h
When I regained consciousness, panic began to rear its sinister head. Why couldn’t I breathe on my own? where was I? I couldn't be dead because I could still feel pain even though it wasn't very intense.The last thing I remembered was the car. Fuck! Who was that man, had i been trafficked me? Was i goimg to be whore out for sleazy greedy men? A beeping sound suddnely started accelerating. The sound was so foreign to me that it made me realise that there was nothing that was stopping my eyes from opening. I finally managed to get them to start moving behind my eyelids but only one eye opened. The other remained shut. “Relax”, said a smoothe velvety deep voice. The instruction fell on deaf ears because I still didn't understand who this stranger was or what was happening. “You are safe now it’s Apollo, the man from the club”. The mention of a club did very little to calm me, I shook my head still in distress not knowing where I was or with whom I was with. I couldn't form
Was this the end of my story? The moment that i realized that Grayson didn't love me enough to change? Had he ever laid his hands on her or did he reserve those violent tendencies for women who fuck for a living? I had only just started gaining traction as an influencer. I had worked for almost a decade to get to where I am and this man was just going to selfishly snuff out my light. My parents, my siblings and my friends were going to lose me because of my shit choices in men. No, I couldn’t… I wasn’t going to let him take my life from me. Adrenalin propelled me forward and I found myself kicking him back. Because he had not expected me to do anything but take my beatings like I usually did he stumbled backwards and then lost his footing and fell. That was my chance. Without thinking the action through, I got up and ran to the door and ran to the nearest elevator. Once I was inside I whipped out my phone and went into the contacts. I dialed the first number on the co
Life has a funny way of teaching you tough lessons and if you refuse to learn it will keep repeating the lesson. We had developed a routine where i would see Grayson atleast twice a week during the weekday and i spent most weekends with him. On the odd occassion we wouldn't see each other on the weekend and he would spend it with Selene or his friends. I never put too much thought into it. Maybe i was careless... but what could i have done to avoid the catastrophe of that night? “We need to talk.” He said in a somber tone. I looked across at him. Where was this coming from? Everything had been good ... atleast from my side. He had been in a mood the entire date and this was how he was going to end it? I nodded, I couldn’t trust my voice to not betray the tumultuous emotions that were swirling within me. I felt on edge, something was wrong but i couldn't place my finger on it. My focus was on the passing scenery as we drove in an uncomfortable silence. He had just picked me up an
"What happened was a fucked-up coincidence, the NDA had been completed around the week of the Superbowl but I didn’t want to bring it up at the time because there was a lot going on but I was under a lot of pressure by Samson and Clyde. You know Samson is my agent and Clyde is my attorney. Clyde insisted that we have it signed as soon as possible and then they threatened me with my work contract if I didn't get it signed. Coach was even on their side. My contract had run its course with the Vipers by the time the SuperBowl had come around so I had no choice but to get you to sign so that we could renew my contract for another 5 years." He handed me his phone to look at the email thread, I sat for about 30 minutes reading through everything. He wasn't lying, which made me now doubt my conviction about whether he was on drugs when he assaulted me. "I believe you, and I can see that you are genuinely remorseful. I want us to stay together, and I am so tempted to just pretend like you d
I had never been so confused in my life and I needed space to not only heal and recover but to decide whether or not I wanted to keep seeing Grayson. I had informed my family that I was working on a project with Min Jae and that it would take some time that's why I couldn't be home for a while. In case my mother decided to check in with MJ, I had told him I needed some space and when I was ready I was going to tell him about everything. I took a few days off work at the boutique and found myself in a deep depressive state where I couldn't even leave my bed. On the 4th day, I finally decided that I was going to rot in bed if I didn't keep myself busy. So I went back to work. Lineh was going on about how her new friend that she met when was dating someone way more famous than Grayson which was the last thing I remembered before everything went dark. I woke up in a hospital. A nurse walked in and smiled at me with pity coloring her face. "I will call the doctor," she informed m
By mid-afternoon, I had finally managed to roll myself out of bed. Numbness had taken over. I loved him too much to walk away but something had been broken in our relationship and I wasn't sure if it could be fixed or if this was the end. If I told Min Jae he would most likely try and beat up Grayson and that would cause more unnecessary drama especially if I decided to forgive Grayson and take him back. I stared deeply into the reflection of myself and felt tears welling up in my eyes. I had never thought of myself as easy or cheap but Grayson's words had cut me deeply and insinuated that I was nothing but dirt. People make assumptions about being a sex worker and think that it's simple, that it's an easy option to make money you just sell your body but they don't understand that it's not greed for some of us that drives us into doing it. I blinked away the few tears and turned on the water in the shower. I let the water cascade over me for a while replaying
Once the filming was done i headed to Grayson's to spend the night. A part of me felt off in a way that i couldn't quite describe but i decided to not dwell on that because i was exhausted and ready to just put everything behind me. Entering his building I went to his floor and used my key to let myself in. He was sleeping, when he was like this he was so docile and beautiful. I took off the sweats I had been wearing and put on one of his shirts and then got into his bed. He grabbed my body and held me. His comforting warmth had me asleep. When I finally woke up my body felt refreshed and had a ghostly dull ache of exhaustion. I was alone in the bed. Grayson had left. We couldn't have sex for a while because that asshole Andreas had fucked me hard and i felt sore. I strectched and opened the curtains. The sun was setting to my surprise. Going into the bathr
We arrived at the apartment and were in and out. I washed off my makeup and changed into sweats so that i could be comfortable. Grayson did the same. The drive to the airport was uneventful, we had already checked in so we went straight to the private lounge area where we could have a few drinks before departure. We ordered our drinks and then put our phones down. "You got the ring babe and i cannot be happier for you," i gushed. He grinned with his bright eyes shining, "I had my lucky charm with me," he said coyly. A few weeks back he had taken my gold chain and said it would bring him luck. He claimed that they lost the previous game because he had forgotten it but he had made sure he was wearing it for the super bowl. "Can't believe you think that piece of metal has more luck than me," I said teasing him". "It is what it is," he responded. I smiled at him grateful that we could have this time together. "It will be so good to just get away from home and j