“That’s why the nigga been acting all secretive and shit,” Chris said, and we found ourselves a seat as close to the stage as we could get. We finally got his attention when the first song began. You could see a smile come across his face when he saw that we had made it.
“And you didn’t wanna come,” I said to Chris as the first song began.
“Yeah, that woulda been so fucked up.”
And it would have been, because Tavarus ripped the joint apart. You would think that me and Chris were at a football game or something, the way we were carrying on. It got so bad at one point, that security came and threatened to put us out if we didn’t tone it down.
By that time, Chris had had two more drinks. “But that’s my boy up there,” he said, and got in the security guy’s face.
“I don’t care who that is up there, keep it down or you gotta leave.”
When the set was over and Tavarus came out of the dressing room, we were there to meet him. “Man, you turned this bitch out,” Chris said, and threw his arms around him.
“Yeah, man, you really did. I didn’t know you could get down like that.”
“This is what all that hiding and keeping secrets was about,” Chris said.
“This is what I been doing every night,” Tavarus said.
“So how long y’all been playing here?” I asked.
“This is our first night, first gig playing together.”
“Damn, it’s like y’all been at this for years.”
“Thanks. You know when I came out onstage I was looking around for y’all, and I was like damn, them niggas ain’t show.”
“We just got here when you saw us. One of us didn’t wanna come,” I said, and tipped my head toward Chris.
“Yeah, that would be me.”
“Well, I’m glad you changed your mind, or Zack changed it for you. It meant a lot to me to see y’all out there.”
“Told you,” I said to Chris.
We made our way back to our table and ordered another round of drinks. While we waited for the waitress to come back with our drinks, Tavarus was looking around the club.
“I wanted to introduce y’all to somebody, but I don’t see her,” Tavarus said when I asked him who he was looking for.
“The chick that got you playing again?” Chris asked.
“Yeah, but I guess she had to go,” Tavarus said, as the waitress returned and put a drink in front of him.
“And keep them coming,” Chris said, and dropped a fifty-dollar bill on her tray.
After a few more rounds, Tee and I decided that Chris had had enough to drink. “Yo, I’m gonna take this nigga to the house,” I told Tavarus.
“Thanks again for coming out,” Tavarus said and hugged us both. “Tonight wouldn’t have been the same without y’all being here to see it.”
“If I didn’t see it, I wouldn’t believe it,” Chris said as he stumbled out of the club.
“So when y’all going in the studio to cut that CD?”
“We haven’t got that far yet,” Tavarus said, and we put Chris in the car.
“It’s coming. Remember, you gotta have a dream if you wanna make a dream come true,” I told him.
“Somebody told me that same thing earlier tonight.”