Wednesday, July 29, 2009
My First So Called Encounter With Someone In The Industry
My Name is Kimell and I must first off say I am not ashamed of anything I will write here today as it is a learning experience and everything included in this story is facts. Again::: ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME!
I met and fell in love (or so I thought) with Jermaine from Jermaine Squad around spring of 2004. I was a bit naïve then but I enjoyed the hype of the relationship until the walls started crumbling and women from all walks of life started owning Jermaine and saying they were either pregnant by him or they were married to him. Anyways this is how my story began:
It was the spring of 2004 when I was introduced to Jermaine by a friend. We were at a party with a guy who I was supposedly starting a relationship off with but Jermaine caught my eye and the guy decided to introduce us not knowing what was about to take place. Jermaine gave me his number and said give him a call which I did when I returned to the states and from there a relationship was formed. The guy (another celebrity) called me and asked me what was up with that and why I didn’t tell him Roger (Jermaine’s alias) and I were linking up behind his back. I dismissed him because Jermaine hype was what I yearned for and he was just beginning to come up in the dancehall industry.
Our relationship blossomed and I started visiting Jamaica on a regular basis. My first time there I met his brother, son and his bestfriends because he made sure he was at the airport to meet me when I got in so he could show off his “foreigner”. I arrived at the airport to find him and his group outside putting on a show for the ppl who were gathered at the airport. He didn’t even see me come up as he was so busy impressing locals and foreigners alike.
Our first night was somewhat magical. He pulled up to my hotel riding what he described to me as a big bike but in America that would have been called a “scooter”. I was adamant at first about getting on the bike because I didn’t know if that bike could hold both our weight. That night we went out to dinner and came back to the hotel and made passionate love. One thing that stood out to me was the fact he wore nurmerous underpants. If I am not mistaken he took off a total of 6 before I saw his weapon of mass destruction. (I called it that because for someone so skinny dude was packing big time) The first time he nutted he actually jumped off me and did the “Sesame Street” dance and convinced me that I was the one for him and he could see me as his wife one day and step mother to his only child (well I later found out he had about 5 children and not one son as he claimed). one thing about Jermaine he hated condoms and yes I KNOW I KNOW i made it out lucky with no children or disease..
Things started to go down hill very quickly between us because of constant lies and deception. Firstly supposedly he wasn’t messing with his son mother then I later found out she was having a second child and when I questioned him if he was the father he got heated and we had a big fight and he left me in his house for about 5-6hrs and didn’t come back until early the next morning. During that time I searched his entire room and found letters, cards, teddy bears and western union money transfer papers from all over the US and even Bahamas & other small islands. There were receipts showing that on any given day he was at the western union retrieving funds from 3-4 females. I also found his ID that showed a totally different age from what he told me. That bothered me but at that time it didn’t really hit me maybe because I was naïve and I thought I was inlove. That morning he came home and made love to me passionately again and I noticed that his bed linen was pink and something you would find in a female’s bedroom. I noticed he had an obsession with pink. He even drove a pink car.
What really did it for me was him calling me to tell me a close friend of his Bogle had passed away and he needed something to wear to the funeral and he wouldn’t feel right unless I was there to support him. That wasn’t the first time he asked me for clothes or money so again being the naïve person I was I took vacation from work and flew to Jamaica to be by his side. I wanted to show my man I was supporting him thru this hard time. When I got to Jamaica he told me a friend of his flew in that same day and bought him something to wear but he still gladly accepted everything I bought. That night he stayed with me and we made plans for the future and plans on being a family. He woke up early the next morning because he had to get groomed for the funeral so he left me in bed. That day around noon I was dressed and waiting for him to pick me up to ride with him to the funeral but he was a NO-SHOW!! I became very upset because my main purpose for being there was to be with him. He didn’t come back to the hotel until later that night and told me he lost track of time and he got to the funeral late and a bunch of lies. I didn’t find out he was lying until I came back to the states and got a copy of Bogle’s funeral and realized he was there with his entourage and I started reading online where numerous females claimed to have been there with him for the funeral and they were also from the states. When I confronted him he got very hostile and hung up his phone.
The straw that broke the camel back was when I got a call from one of his cousin claiming that he was in a big altercation and he was stabbed numerous times and was locked up because of the fight and needed bail money. I was really terrified because of the things I heard about the jails in Jamaica. His cousin also stated he was badly injured and needed medical attention and they need to bail him in order to get him help. I called my bestfriend and relayed the story to her and I was so heartbroken because they really had me believing something was seriously wrong. My girlfriend and I decided we were going to play investigators because something wasn’t adding up so I disguised my voice and called his cousin and gave a fake name. his cousin was hesitant at first to give him the phone but when I gave him my fake name he said “Roger come get the phone”. I immediately disconnected the call and me and my girlfriend laughed until we cried. I decided to play a prank on them because they must think I am some dunce, new to the game. I was born and raised in Jamaica so I am hip to whatever game there is. My girlfriend and I decided we would send them on a wild goose chase to western union that day. I think they went to union appx 10-15 times that day with the fake MTCN# off a old western union receipt. When I told them I sent 500 dollars in the cousin’s name they didn’t even say thank you I could hear the laughter in their voice because they think they had me fooled. They called me so much time that day I had to turn my phone off. They were blowing up my phone and I had to put on a fake voice of concern each time they called saying the MTCN# was invalid.
That night Jermaine was “released” from jail and called me and cursed me the ^&*(% out because I had him sitting in jail and roaches were in his food and they tried to kill him while he was locked up. I couldn’t help but stifle my laughter because this fool really thought he had me. I clowned his ass that day and I think after that I lost interest in him. First his lied about his age, how many kids he had, and check this: the child his baby mother was carrying was indeed his. So she got pregnant while I was messing with him. I don’t hate Jermaine but I dislike him as a person. Last time I checked he had about 7 kids and he is no longer hot commodity in the dancehall fraternity so I am glad I am over him. People used to ask me what was it about this “bleach out bwoy” I loved but behind closed door he was very romantic but his lies overshadowed his beauty. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone is reading this and experienced the same thing I did. One day this chick called his phone and I answered and he said she was his cousin turns out she was one of the many chicks he was screwing. I became disgusted with the whole lifestyle and decided to get out while I still can because me and AIDS cannot be in the same sentence. There is so much more to tell and I could write a book about it. I have moved on with my life and he has done the same. I cut him loose somewhere around 2005 and he has since married and has 2 more kids. I say good luck to the woman who has him. She was the fortunate one because many female held the title of wifey but she actually got the ring HAHAHA!! Trust me when i see or meet any so called celebrity i run in the opposite direction.
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