THE SINGER PART 5 THE RESULTS

Last time on The Singer...Keisha was shocked to find photographs of The Singer & herself on the beaches in the Bahamas, but things really started to heat up when Rhonda went to blogger Cherry and exposes the truth.  She claims that she contracted an STD from The Singer.  Keisha and The Singer finds out through the media of the allegations against them...


"Keisha, you have to do something about this!"  I'm in such a state of shock that what Tammy is telling me, just can't register in my head.  "He and I have used protection every time we've had sex.  I could never give him an STD."  Tammy interrupts me, "First, you have to go see a doctor as soon as possible and get yourself checked out." I begin to cry uncontrollably.  "Keisha you need to control yourself."  My phone starts to ring.  "It's him."  Tammy grabs the phone.  "Don't even answer it.  I blame him for this whole situation.  He's been lying to you."  


Meanwhile The Singer is at home on the phone with Rhonda.  "What the fuck are you trying to do to me?  You trying to ruin my fucking career?  It's my money that allows you to shop at boutiques and have the car you drive.  I provide for my daughter and keep a fucking roof over your head!"  Rhonda responds, "You think that's enough?  You lied to me!  We were supposed to get married.  How do you think I feel?  I can't believe you would do this shit to me!  I was never unfaithful to you!"   


Keisha is at the OBGYN getting tested.  "I used protection every time we had sex, I don't understand how I could of gotten it?"  Dr. Fernando explains, "I have so many young women like yourself who come in here with the same questions.  Things like this happens all the time.  The most important thing is that you get tested and take the proper steps in the case you are infected."  "How long will it take for the results to come in?"  "I should get them no later than 2 days from now.  In the meantime, don't stress.  Think positive."  Keisha begins to tear up.  "I never asked for any of this.


A week has passed, Keisha's in her room holding the results of her test.  She picks up her cell phone and dials The Singer's number.  The Singer answers, "babes, I'm sorry I didn't call you."  Keisha interrupts, "save it.  This conversation won't take long.  I got my results back from my test and I am negative for any STD's."  The Singer responds, "I know babes, because I don't have it either."  Keisha interrupts, "I knew you would say that so I decided to take it upon myself and call your fiance Rhonda and she was kind enough to fax me over her results along with yours.  The two of you just happen to have the same results, positive.  How convenient is that?  I don't want to hear from you.  Delete my number, and forget the day you ever met me.  I'm fucking done with you!"  Keisha hangs up the phone.