Indigo Nicole
I see you all are enjoying Marcus and I's story. Hell, I'm enjoying telling it. I wish things had always stayed this way. Nice, and loving....Happy. I guess they're right, fame changes people. Sometimes for the better, and in Marc's case, sometimes for the worse. He stays out in Miami now, he's working on his fifth album. He's engaged. I saw a reporter mention my name and one of his kids names. His response: "Who?" I was such an important part of his life once, but now I'm reduced to "Who?" It doesn't seem fair. I gotta go now, my daughters calling me to watch "Pleasure P", her favorite singer. If only she knew he was so much more than that to her.
Marcus Ramone
I know who is she is. I just couldn't answer the question. My wifey Fanci would have down my back, demanding to see a picture, talk to her on the phone and all of that. I miss Indi...my....what did I call her? My....Querida. Yeah, that's it. I wish we could still talk, she sent me a picture five years ago of her and her daughter. She named her Mariah. I sent her check, she sent it back. Mariah passed along her message, "I don't want your money, Marc. Pleasure P, whoever you are now. I want...wanted you, but I guess I can't have you." She was right, it wouldn't have been fair to her when I knew I wasn't going to be faithful. I knew I wouldn't have time for her. And what was I to do? Sacrifice my career for her? We had went through this already when I was just getting my big break, I didn't want to break her heart again. Three strikes your out, right? She gave me more than three strikes. She put up with two girls being pregnant while we were engaged, me talking down to her, comparing her to the models that wanted me. She broke down one day. Simply laid down in bed and cried her heart out. I tried to comfort her but she started hitting me, telling me she hated me. Hated everything about me. Hated how selfish I was. Hated how I made her fall in love with me. Hated how I treated her. Plain, hated me. That broke my heart. The punches didn't faze me, but hearing the one you love more than life itself say, they hate you. That hurt worse than any other pain I had ever felt.
Thu Jun 18, 2015 10:33 am by 
