WISH: An All-New 3T Story by MiladyJacksonLoverChapter One:
"I love you, TJ." The pretty, young woman was crying, holding her arms close to her chest. "How can you just break up with me? After all I said to you, after showing you how much I love you." She gulped when she remembered just how she had shown TJ how she loved him... long into the night, and well into the next day. TJ never broke up with her then. She looked deep into his dark brown eyes, darker now for the indifference she saw in them, searching for answers. "Don't you love me?" Another tear rolled down her cheek. This was not the TJ she knew, the TJ she knew she loved. She could not speak when she recognized the look on his face. It was true. He didn't love her. She shook her head in disbelief as TJ moved closer to embrace her.
"Of course I love you, Christie. You're a special girl." TJ looked down at her, trying his best to imitate a look of regret. "This is just not working." He gave her a slow, soft kiss on her forehead.
Christie pulled away from him. "You don't touch me, Tito Joe Jackson." Disgust was evident on her face. She couldn't believe he was acting this way. Not her TJ. "How can you even say you love me when you don't even know what love is?"
She turned to walk away. Her eyes were dry now, for she refused to cry anymore and feel sorry for herself. Christie realized she pitied TJ more than she felt the deep pain of losing him. As much as TJ put on that he was always cool and detached, she knew his time would come. "One day you're gonna know what it feels like to truly love someone and then lose them." Christie was saddened that she couldn't have been the woman TJ loved and kept forever, as she would have liked to keep him. This time she did walk away.
TJ only shrugged off her statement and went back to his car, thanking his lucky stars that the crisis was over. Time to move on. He sang along with the radio all the way home.
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"So what you're really saying is that it's over?" Taryll could not keep the anger out of his voice. "What the hell kind of record company is this, anyway?" He was talking to his father as they stood in the middle of the kitchen.
Poppa T didn't know what to say to calm Taryll down. He was always the most emotional of his three sons. That was the reason Poppa T had chosen to tell Taryll the bad news first. Once he'd had a chance to calm down, all four of them could talk rationally about the next step to take in 3T's career. The future didn't look too promising at the moment, and Poppa T realized that.
"We worked our asses off on this album. How could they just release two singles?" His eyes were blazing fire. "They're basically killing our chances of this album doing anything."
Taryll paced the room. He was ready to explode. "This can't be happening," he mumbled to himself.
"Come on, now, we've faced hard times before. Dealing with record companies is never easy. Just give them a little time." Poppa T tried his best to encourage his son. "I'm sure they've got other plans for you guys."
"What do you mean 'other plans'?" Taryll had tears in his eyes when he turned back to face his father. "The promotion is not there, this is over. It always was. I hate this business. I hate music. I wish I never knew it." Taryll stormed out of the room and slammed the front door of his father's house behind him.
Poppa T stood motionless, unsure if what he'd just seen really took place. Surely Taryll wasn't serious.
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"Do you really think I can be a star?" She was looking up at Taj with wide eyes.
"Yes. I guarantee it. You're beautiful. Hollywood's gonna love you." He kissed her lightly on her throat. "Just like I love you, Vanessa."
"Oh, Taj, you say the sweetest things to me." They were in Taj's bedroom, hiding under the covers.
"You like that?" Taj teased. Vanessa giggled. He tickled her until she begged him to stop. They were both breathless when they lay back down, Vanessa in Taj's tight embrace.
"Do you mean it?" Her voice shook. Her virtual existence depended on his answer.
Without hesitation Taj said, "Yes," before kissing her question away.
Vanessa was lost in his kiss when she suddenly realized the telephone was ringing. She pulled away from Taj reluctantly and went to answer it.
Taj lay with a huge smile on his happy face while Vanessa greeted the caller. He playfully tugged at her hair to try to pull her back to bed.
Vanessa slapped his hand away while she gripped the phone tighter, quickly becoming serious. Taj's smile faded and he said, "What's wrong?" in a confused voice.
"Have you seen or heard from Taryll?" she asked him while Taj stood up and came around the bed to her side.
"No, why?"
"It's your father. He doesn't sound too happy." She handed Taj the phone.
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Taj called TJ at home and told him to come quickly. No one could get a hold of Taryll.
"I'm sure he's fine. What are you getting so worried about?" TJ had already made a date for tonight with a beautiful model. He wasn't about to miss it for the world.
"I have a bad feeling about this. Just come here so we can figure out what to do. Besides, Poppa T has something he needs to tell us. He's on his way now."
TJ sighed. "Okay. I'll be there in a few."
As TJ was walking out the front door of his apartment, Taryll drove up.
"Hey! You know they're already sending out a search party, right?" TJ laughed, but stopped short when he saw how serious and upset Taryll looked.
"Give this to Poppa T." Taryll handed TJ a folded piece of paper. "Tell him I'm sorry I blew up earlier, but I need some time alone. I'm heading south for a few days. I won't be gone long."
Taryll stalked back to his car and ignored TJ's questions and pleas that he stop and explain to him what was going on.
In a moment Taryll had driven off.
TJ looked down at the note Taryll had left him. He couldn't read it because it was for his father, but his brother was the one who wrote it, so TJ figured a small peek wouldn't hurt. What TJ read almost made him choke. He ran to his car and drove as fast as he could to Taj's house.
Chapter Two coming soon...
"To make words sing
Is a wonderful thing-
Because in a song
Words last so long."
- Langston Hughes, 1958
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