Chapter 3 Who do you think you are

Chapter 2

Stacia's pov

Last night I drank way too much but I did laugh about everything that happened. I called an ex that is now a good friend he always made me feel better about myself. It was just what I needed. I went to bed with a smile on my face.

I woke up this morning and thought about everything that happened yesterday. I was still kind of heated. Who the hell treated people like that? He ruined my first ever acting gig. I just hoped he didn't ruin my career before it even got started.

Men like Darius make me sick. He thinks he has the right to talk to people any way he wanted. He thought he was God's gift to women. Well I for one would not be charmed by that snake. I mean sure he was sexy as sin, but his attitude made him an ugly person. I can't believe I ever had a crush on him. He was a total playboy. The tabloids were right about him.

I wasn't going to think of him for one more second. I know there will always be haters, and I was fine with that. That only made me work that much harder. I loved who I was, and I wasn't going to let anyone bring me down. Yes, I was a big beautiful woman it's not my fault he couldn't handle all of this. One day I will find a man to cherish each and every pound of me.

I did laundry and cleaned my apartment then poured myself a glass of wine. I decided to sit down relax and binge watch something on Netflix. My friends were all going out tonight, but I just wasn't in the mood. I was in my favorite over sized shirt and yoga pants with no make-up on. This was a perfect night for me.

I was about to start my movie when my phone rang. I looked to see who it was. It was my manager which made me nervous. I really didn't want to answer it. I didn't want to hear whatever she was going to bitch about. Was it about yesterday? Was Darius going to cost me this commercial? I guess I better just answer it.

"Hello."

"Hey Stacia, I was just checking in to see how you are doing and to apologize for what you had to deal with yesterday. I heard from the producer about what went down."

Okay I was not expecting that. My manager wasn't the nicest person at times, but she always got me jobs, so I stick with her. She has never called to see how I was doing before. I wondered what all she was told.

"It's fine haters only fuel me to work harder."

"That's a great mindset to have. The main reason I called is to tell you that you really won over the producer. He can't wait to work with you again, but don't worry Darius won't be involved this time."

"Wow that's amazing thank you for letting me know."

"I will let you know more once I have all the details worked out. Have a good night."

"Thank you have a good night yourself."

I hung up and squealed. Things were really starting to happen now. Sure, for now it was just commercials but that's how most get their start. I was excited about all this new work I would be having come in. Now I just wish I had a good man in my life to share it with.

I started second guessing my night in. I should be out celebrating. I called up my girls to see where they were heading tonight. Once I knew where we would be heading I went into my closet to see what I had to wear. Tonight, I was going all out. I hurried to get ready, so I could meet up with everyone. Maybe I could meet a guy while I was out. It was time to start getting back into the dating scene again.

I was feeling sexy and confident. Things were really looking up for me. Everything that had happened yesterday was now a distant memory. My friends were at some hot new club I have never even heard of. I called a cab because I was going to let loose and have some fun tonight.

I sent a text out to my girl Serenity letting her know I would be there soon. She seemed excited that I had changed my mind and decided to come out tonight. Maybe this was just what I needed. A night in would have been nice but I can do that any time. A night out dancing with my girls was rare. It was going to be an epic night. I could already tell.

The cab driver kept checking me out and trying not to get caught doing it. It gave me a much-needed ego boost. I knew I looked good tonight. I'm not being cocky just feeling very confident. It took me a long time to get to who I am now.

Darius' pov

Last night was so needed. I had more fun just being at home relaxing than I would have doing anything else. My manager kept blowing up my phone. She was harping on me about making my appearance at this hot new club. The owner paid good money for me to show up and be seen having a good time there. Which meant paparazzi would be out in full force trying to catch me acting a fool.

I couldn't bring a date tonight. I needed to look available, so all these women could fantasize about being with me. It sold movies I guess. She didn't say I couldn't call up my boys and hang out with them. I mean I had a whole VIP table to myself and I wasn't going to set here by myself all night.

I kept thinking about what a fool I made of myself yesterday. So far, I haven't heard anything about it. There were no rumors swirling about. I guess the producer made sure everyone kept it hush, hush.

I had never had anyone talk to me like Stacia had. I knew I deserved it though just wasn't used to it. Most people kissed ass now that I was famous. She was different though. She was brutally honest and didn't care if she made me mad. She didn't take any shit from no one.

She even turned me down. That has never happened before. Hell, I was just trying to apologize and do what my manager wanted me to do. I literally had women throwing themselves at me yet was thinking of the one that didn't want me. Of course, none of them wanted anything real. Why was I even fussing over all of this?

I mean sure if I was being truly honest she was sexy in her own way. If you liked bigger curvy women that is. I have never had the pleasure of dating a curvy, confident woman like her before. She was self-assured and sassy that was very appealing to me. I mean here she had me still thinking about her. I needed to see her again.

I really did hate how I acted. My mama would be so disappointed in me. She didn't raise me to be like this. I deserved everything Stacia said to me. Maybe I would find a way to get a hold of her, so I could give her a real apology. Then again to save my pride from being bruised again maybe I should just send her flowers and an apology letter.

I came up with an even better idea to get her to forgive me. A buddy of mine wanted me to do this movie he is co-producing so, maybe if I got Stacia a part in it, it would make up for me being such an ass. I called my buddy and told him I'd do the movie on one condition that he found a part for Stacia.

He knew who she was which surprised me. Guess she was making a name for herself already. For some reason that made me smile. The producer of the commercial seemed to be taken with her as well. My buddy kept saying how sexy she was, and it pissed me off. I wanted to rip his damn head off for saying that. What was going on with me?

I got in the limo my manager sent over and headed to pick up my boys. I really wasn't in the mood for this tonight, but I had too. I hated this part of my career. No doubt Paparazzi will be everywhere tonight. I wouldn't be able to sneeze without them knowing about it.

I couldn't stop thinking about Stacia after what my buddy had said about her. He thought she was super sexy and I'm sure other men did as well. Hearing him go on and on about her had me seeing red. This girl was getting under my skin. Honestly, I wasn't even sure how I felt about that. I needed to squash that shit down and fast.

She hated me and the chance of me changing that any time soon was nearly impossible. She wouldn't even let me take her to dinner. No way would she ever get with a guy like me. I needed to forget all about Stacia before I actually caught feelings for her.

I got her a part in a movie. I think that more than makes up for me being a fool. It was time to put that behind me and enjoy my free night out with my boys. I rarely get night out like this even if technically I am still working. I know my boys and I will have fun and they will keep me out of trouble.

I needed a woman that was all about having fun. I wasn't ready for the kind of relationship that a woman like Stacia demanded. I was so busy that I was more of a one-night stand type of guy. Somehow, I didn't see her being down with that. She was more of a put a ring on it and tie that shit down type of woman. The type you bring home to meet your family and make your wifey.

The guys kept talking about what kind of woman they were looking to take home tonight. Ethan and I just looked at each other and shook our heads. Guess we were the only ones not looking to get into trouble tonight. It just got old after a while. I just wasn't feeling it tonight.

I have known Ethan since we were kids. Way before I had gotten famous. I considered him a true friend. I knew he would always have my back. The rest I met through acting jobs. They liked the perks of knowing me more than really being a true friend it seemed.

I got a text from my manager telling me to stay out of trouble. I just still needed to give off the appearance of the Hollywood bad boy since that's what sold movies and made everyone a ton of money. They wanted who I played not who I really was.

Sometimes I forgot who I really was because I have changed so much just to please others. I did what I needed to do to survive. I kept saying I was doing it to make my ma proud. Sadly, she would not be proud right now. She would be knocking some sense into me and say I was acting crazy. Man, I loved my ma, I needed to get back home and see my family.

We pulled up to the club and I was right Paparazzi was everywhere. We got out of the limo and I had to pose for like a million photos. When I was finally done and got into the club we were immediately taken to the VIP section. This was the perks that came along with being famous.

Before I even sat down I was having drinks put right in front of me. I never got used to this kind of treatment. Some of my boys however had no problem dropping my name to get these perks. I looked around it was a really nice club, but I just wasn't into it. I just rather be at my place instead of here faking it for the cameras.

I rather be at home grilling out and just relaxing with Ethan. I could tell by the way he was acting that he really didn't feel like being here either. Women were trying to throw themselves at me, but I just wasn't having it tonight. I had to be here, but I also had to be on my best behavior. I was trying to be nice, but I just wanted to leave already.

I wondered how long I had to stay before I could leave. I was not going to be closing this club down. I know I am being paid to be here, but I never agreed to being here all night. I never actually agreed to this at all. My manager set it up without even asking me first. She was setting up jobs and then telling me I have to do them. I feel like I work for her instead of her working for me. I was getting burnt out.