Rodney POV
Thank goodness I was able to pull myself together up at the stage. The song is actually dedicated to my mom.
I sang with a shattered heart, I couldn't let my tears out, so I gladly let my heart did the crying. F**k! She really broke me.
How could she leave like that?
How could she just disappear without no traces?
I walked slowly, finding my way to the restroom. I closed the door after I came out, I turned to leave after doing my business from the male toilet, but someone bumped into me and tripped. Gosh!
She nearly fell,, but I quickly caught her by the waist and pulled her to myself. She shut her eyes and breathe out in relief. Sincerely, I was also relieved I could save her from falling.
I watched as her little hand rested on my broad chest. She finally glanced up to look at me, and I froze instantly.
Her sharp blue eyes pierced into mine.
Her innocent face stared back at me.
I knew her.
Of course, I knew her.
But where?
Where have I seen this face?
I thought inwardly as I tried recalling where I've seen the face.
“Clumsy girl” I muttered the first thing that crossed my mind, and she switched her gaze from my face. She jolted back and stood upright and adjusted her long red dress.
“Are you done, coffee girl?” I heard, and we both turned to look behind me.
Anger built up in me as his gaze met mine.
What was he doing here?
Tamara POV 
I noticed Rodney countenance changed immediately he saw Jason.
“Hi brother” Jason says with a smirk, walking closer to where I was standing with Rodney beside me, my eyes widened on their own.
What did he just say?
What does he mean by that?
“Nice performance up there” He complimented sarcastically, and I frowned. “It was really obvious you missed her, I mean the way your voice had come out, it tells a lot” Jason continued talking, and I just watched his mouth. What was he saying? “But isn't she coming back into your life again?” He questioned in a mockery voice.
“What are you doing here, Jason?” Rodney growled and I cringed.
Okay,
What's going on?
Did they know each other?
Are they truly brothers?
Then how come I didn't know about this?
Gosh!
“What do you mean by that?” Jason also snapped at him, jolting me out of my thought.
“Jason, stay away from me- I keep warning you” Rodney rattled out as he turned to face him squarely, and I became more nervous.
“Rodney” I heard, and I turned to look at the person who has succeeded in stopping the drama that was yet to unfold.
Wait…
Joanna?
She was here?
She was a beautiful model, but a very rude one at that. Not only that, but she was so arrogant and so full of herself, daily report would always have to say something about her ill-mannered attitude. I huffed as I watched her approached the scene. Heaven knows, I despised her a lot.
She wrapped her arm around Rodney's, and I had to scold my subconscious mind to stop saying nonsense in my head.
“What's going on here, Rodney”? She asked calmly,, and I rolled my eyes at her question. What does it look like, dummy?
“Anyway, meet my personal maid” Jackass says as he turned to face me.
What?
God, was he going to embarrass me now?
Rodney and Joanna tilted their heads in my direction, but I quickly brought my head down, staring at the silver heels I was putting on.
“She's a good fan of yours,so I brought her here to watch you perform live on stage,” He explained, and I looked at him. “How cool is that?” He added, with a smirk lingering on his lips.
Gross!
I felt like punching him at that moment.
Rodney locked gaze with me for a short while, and I equally kept the gaze.
He unlocked from the gaze and removed Joanna arms from his before walking away, without saying anything.
Joanna also followed him, but not after flashing me a killer glare. Huh?
What was her problem?
Crazy Blondie.
What's her relationship with Rodney,, though?
Jason watched Rodney's back as he walked away.
He glanced at me and smiled broadly.
Indeed, he was a Psycho.
We were on our way home in his car, but Jackass silence unnerves me. He hasn't said anything to me since we left the show- I was glad,, though.
I just wanted him to say something, so he could answer my curiosity.
But hell no!
He kept pressing his phone like his life depends on it.
The drive was on a normal speed.
I darted my eyes everywhere, enjoying the view of the city.
Beautiful view.
Rodney face popped up in my head and an elated smile spread on my face as I recalled how he had saved me from landing my ass on the floor.
I hugged the hand that I rested on his chest to myself, still smiling like a jolly panda.
I would do anything to be in that position with him again.
Anything at all!
My sweet Rodney.
The only man in my dreams.
“Do you want me to push you out of my car?” Jackass snarled, snapping me out of my fantasy thought.
Oh, my…
I didn't even notice the car has halted.
I looked out from the window and saw the coffee shop six feet away. Thank goodness.
I turned to him, but he has looked away from my side.
Psychopath.
“Goodnight” I mumbled while I opened the car door.
And without waiting for his response, I alighted from his car.
I watched as the driver speedily drove into the street.
“What a day!” I breathed out.
I walked into the dark night, silently praying that man shouldn't be home yet.
The heels wouldn't stop screeching, and it was annoying, so I had to remove them from my legs.
I arrived home shortly, my heart had begun to race.
I twisted the doorknob of the entrance door, and it wasn't shut, it made me shuddered immediately.
Oh, gracious Lord,
Let him be asleep.
I switched on the living room light and I felt my heart left my chest at the sight before me.