I stood there in pure amazement as I watched Liliana bash Rih upside her head. I had never seen Liliana beat nobody ass like this. Part of me was attracted, because she can stand up for herself; but another part made me question how dangerous getting so close to someone I barely know is. I couldn’t understand how I had gotten so close to Liliana so fast.
“Don’t you ever fucking threaten my damn life, in my damn home! I invited you, I tried to be friends, but you gone fuck me over? Bitch I ought to off yo big forehead having ass” Liliana began to kick Rih in the head, but I quickly snatched her up. “Let me go! LET ME GO DAMMIT!” I held her in my grip tighter. She screamed and kicked, no lie some of them shits hurt like hell, but my arms remained constricted.
Mijo checked on Rihanna as she laid on the floor, cursing. Her accent thicker than I’d ever heard.
“Ha,” Robyn chuckled evilly. “You really think I was friends with you? When you have the only thing in my world that money can’t buy? Ha. Silly bitch.” Rih got up from the ground and pushed through this newly formed crowd of people.
“Damn Lil mama” D’marcus began at Lili as she still sat fuming in my arms. “I thought daddy taught you better than that?”
“Daddy?” I questioned. “I hope you don’t think you’re talking to my girl?”
“Fuck you mean your girl?”
“Na bruh I should ask you the same question b” Alex stepped forward.
“How you niggas even find out about this party?” Mijo came to my side.
“Don’t worry bout that.” Alex disregarded Mijo. In my arms, I felt Liliana’s body shift.
“Let go of me Chris” she spoke calmly. I looked at all the faces in the room. Emily, Kae, D’marcus, Mijo, Alex. This was the time where Liliana’s ass needed to start answering some questions.
“Where you going?” I asked Lili as she passed through the crowd.
“To bed” she continued to walk. “All y’all can get the fuck out too” the slam of the door made the ladies jump.
“Lili wait” Alex ole sap ass went running behind Lili.
“You lucky breezy” D’marcus stepped forward to me. “Mommy was gone off you tonight” he nudged his head towards Emily.
“Emily’s ass” I pointed to her and threw my head back in the biggest fit of laughter ever. “Nigga fuck that prune pussied bitch.”
“Okay” he shrugged nonchalantly as he grabbed Emily and they walked up the stairs leaving Mijo, Kae, and I down here.
“Don’t take him lightly” Mijo said.
“Why? Ain’t nobody scared of your brother bro”
“I’m just saying kid. Watch out. Nice seeing you Kae.” Mijo addressed Kae as he made his way out the basement.
“Why you here? Ain’t you supposed to be in New York? You finally following yo damn dream. But you want to come back and fuck up what I got.”
“What do you have Chris? You never said it was over! You just think that you can just pick any random bitch out the bunch and be like you’re mine. Fuck the other shit I have with my actual GIRLFRIEND” Kae yelled.
“Oh forreal my nigga? It’s business? If it really was business, you wouldn’t have fucked the bitch, nor would you be living with her ass.”
“How do you know?” I asked. How the hell she find out about all that?
“I didn’t, but you made it clear. Why do you always try to hurt me Chris?” Kae shook her head as her voice quivered. “Every fucking time! It’s Rihanna or Liliana. Man fuck you. I hope yo dick fall off. Get on my damn nerves”
“Damn. Don’t be bitter” I chuckled. I knew I was being a complete ass, but that’s the only way I could get over her and accept my new place in life. I had lost love for Karrueche. I was losing love for Rih. But my position with Liliana was… I don’t know.
“Bitter? Nigga I-” Kae went to curse me, but stopped and chuckled at herself. I raised my eyebrow in her amusement. “Chris” she laughed again. “It’s terribly hard to get though a brick ass wall. Have a good life.” Kae stated simply before turning on her heel and clacking away.
I couldn’t believe she’d allowed me to be an ass without any back lash. She was over me. And a sigh of relief had rushed over me. All I need was to be free of Robyn and I could focus on the current relationship I’m in.
I raced up the stairs, shutting and locking the door behind causing the wall to slip into place.
By now it was 15 till 6. So the dj was packing his shit and everyone was filing out or passed out.
“Yo y’all gotta leave” I said to some slumped out white girl. The bitch was irresponsive so I got security to drag her out.
The floor was sticky as shit. I was tired. But I knew Lili wouldn’t like it if the house was dirty when she woke up from the wack ass mood she was just in.
“Yo Ty, can you and honey stay over and help me clean?” I asked before honey and Ty could walk out the front.
“Huh?” Ty turned around.
“You heard me nigga” I yelled.
“Forget that shit!” He retorted as he turned around.
“Man Ty stay here and help yo nigga out” Honey came around the corner. “I’ll help you out Breezy”
“Thank you. We just gone wait till everybody to get outta here”
“Why you always volunteering me for some shit!” Ty smacked his lips.
“Shut cho lazy ass up!” Honey and I yelled.
I laughed and walked away as Ty went on a chewed honey out.
“Chris!” I heard Honey yell, but didn’t know where the hell she was. “Christopher?” She spoke this time as she came around the corner
“Yeah?” I asked. Me and Ty had been cleaning the pool area and the living room. I can’t never have a party at my house unless the cleaning crew can come early in the morning.
“I found something on one of the bedroom doors with your name on it” Honey handed a white envelope over with my name written in cursive. “I didn’t open it cause I ain’t tryna see some shit that wasn’t meant for me.”
“Uh, coo? I guess” I kept my eyes focused on the letter. I ripped it open to a note that said:
“You’re never safe, Thanks for the invite to your home; lovely place”
*9 hours later*
“I’m done with this bitch!” I yelled to Mijo. I had to much pent up anger towards my busted lip and bruises on my face. “It’s her head.” I spat disgustedly at Mijo.
I rolled out to his apartment to discuss some future plans, but my mind remained on last night.
“Robyn, maybe it’s time to move on.”
“Huh? Move on? Fuck that shit, it’s over. I’m going for her head. I’m going to punish her.
“I’m not giving up” I answered my brother Emanuel. “She’s more than a pussy. That’s my heart. We already had a future planned.”
“It don’t sound like boo is sticking to her half.” Emanuel sat down on the sofa across from me. The last resort in LA was him. Yeah it was dangerous, but if I get what I want, it’ll work out.
“She’s handling business.” I said absentmindedly.
“Mmhm” Emanuel said as he snatched the PS3 controller from my hand.
“What chu tryna say nigga? Huh? You tryna say my lady ain’t flying straight” I asked lightly.
“If the shoe fits..” Emanuel paused the game.
“We’ll why did I spend the night with her last night?”
“Ha” I wiped my tears and laughed at Emily’s dumb ass comment. “That’s just like saying Chris left me and got back with Rihanna” I opened my MacBook and opened my email.
“We’ll then he back with Rihanna” Emily smacked her lips.
“Whatever” I smacked my lips.
“You don’t believe me?”
“No Emily, I don’t” I looked up at Emily. Judging from her body language, Emily was unpleased with my disbelief.
“Oh you don’t?” She chuckled and crossed her arms over her chest. “Check your voicemail” Emily handed my phone over. “Listen through all your voicemails… Especially the ones of people having sex.”
“Eww nigga. I refuse-”
“You refuse what? To listen to the truth? Cause that voicemail is everything” Emily fanned herself.
“What the fuck you mean?” I stood up.
“I mean Cj put his name on Liliana’s punani. I don’t think the bitch can walk straight. ”
“Shut the fuck up!” I interrupted her banter.
“Listen to the voicemail and I will” Emily dialed my voicemail. Skipping over the new ones and the ones from my parents and Nigel Howard. “You’ll finally understand”
I was knocked the FUCK out in Liliana’s bed. I mean this was the best shit I’ve experienced in my life. Cloud 9 without sex type shit.
Until a cold grasp locked on my arm and shook me out my slumber.
“Bae get up” I tried to ignore in my ear. “Chris… I’m naked.”
I rolled away and grunted “mmhm” and tried to resume my slumber.
“Chris just wake up for a second!” Liliana said loud as hell.
“No” I said low. The sting from the bright room lights now fully disrupted my sleep. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT LILIANA DAMN!” I propped myself up on my elbows.
“Let’s have a house party” She sat on the edge of the bed in crisscross position. My white tee smothered her body.
I smacked my lips then laid back down on the bed.
“You woke me up at..” I checked the clock “5… Psh 5 am? Just to tell me you wanted to throw a fucking party? Man, You’re out of your fucking mind boo” I adjusted the pillow under my head and prepared to K.O.
“Well I wanted live performances… So why not you” Liliana smacked my ass playfully.
“Okay Chris” she sighed and climbed off the bed, leaving the room.
“Mmhm” I pulled the cover over my head to block the light.
Bass… The bass from lord knows where started shaking the bed.
“What in the fuck!” I got up from the bed and stomped downstairs looking for where the music was coming from. But nope, her ass wasn’t on the first floor. I followed the music to a door that I ain’t even noticed was there earlier today. I opened the door and the glow of the paint on the walls defeated the purpose of lights.
Fluorescent arrows in glow-in-the dark paint indicated where I should go. Doodles were all over the walls. Filthy shit. Cartoons, faces, just random shit. It was nice. Once I reached the bottom of what was the makings of a studio and dance floor, I found Liliana spray painting the walls and singing to Brandy’s Can You Hear Me Now.
I looked for the sound system that projected the music but couldn’t find it. As the song changed, an iPad on the chair of the control booth lit up with ‘Real by Kendrick Lamar’. And in accordingly, Real was played through the room.
I grabbed the iPad and pressed the pause button.
“What the?” Liliana turned around and put her hands on her hip. She stood there in my tee shirt and Jordan slippers.
“I should be asking you that question ma” I nodded my head at her ensemble.
“Shut up” She laughed.
“Why didn’t I notice the door leading down here earlier?” I glanced around the enormous space. “I woulda been making music all day”
“Cause that door is special” Liliana placed the spray paint down.
“How is that” I stepped closer to her.
“Cause it can retract and a piece of wall covers it” Liliana wiped her hands on the bottom of my shirt. My jaw dropped along with my eyes. Her eyes fell, following mine, then shrugged lightly at my stare.
“What you shrugging for?” I kept my eyes in their position.
“I’ll just buy you a new one… Quit tripping” she continued to walk.
“That’s my only YSL V-neck. Letting you sleep in it was bad, but spray paint don’t come out of fabric”
“When I wake up later on, I’ll go to the store and buy you 10 more… How bout that” she walked past me.
“I’m holding you to that” I turned around and found her bending over, looking into large bags placed on the floor. A little bit of Liliana’s ass was hanging out the bottom of her cheeky Victoria Secrets. My shirt continued to move down, revealing the sparkle writing on her panties. ‘Take It Off”
“That’s what you want me to do?” I asked.
“What chu mean?” She looked up at me as I stepped closer.
“To take it off?” I continued walking
“Whatchu… Oh” Liliana stood up and pulled my shirt over her ass.
“Don’t cover up now” I removed her hands from her face before scooping her up off her feet. “Can I take them off”
“They’re all yours” Liliana kissed my neck.
*10 Hours Later*
“Chris why the hell aren’t you dressed?” Liliana came downstairs in a fluorescent purple high-low shirt, all black Calvin Kline skinny jeans, and spiked wedges.
“I am! Nigga where you think we going?” I stuffed the last of my sandwich in my mouth and dusted the crumbs on the floor.
“Really Chris?” Liliana gave me the death stare.
“What?” I grabbed my phone off the counter.
“Them crumbs nigga ! That’s what” she grabbed her purse off the chair.
“It’ll be fine.” I walked past her.
“Mmhm. Well I need to hurry up, I got two places to be at a certain time so come on.” Liliana clacked her way out of the house.
I had been chilling in my Audi outside of a dealership for about an hour waiting on Liliana ass.
“Babe come around the block” Liliana answered the phone when I called her.
“Man come on” I smacked my lips.
I pulled around the corner and a Candy Apple Red Audi R8 Spider was blocking my way. The windows dark as fuck. I’m talking illegal dark. I honked my horn, but the muhfucka would not move. The driver’s door swung open and I unbuckled my seat belt getting ready to fight, when I saw Liliana hop out.
“Babe !! Look at the riiide! Just like the one I got at home” Liliana squealed.
“Lili, real shit, I almost beat your ass cuh” I laughed at how her face went from smiling to a frown.
“Well thanks” she pouted and walked back over to her car.
“Babe chill out” I ran over to her. “I love it boo. Now we can race” I leaned my back against her car and pulled her closer to me. Liliana’s arms were folded and her hard face turned into a smirk.
“You do know… They’re taking pictures of us.” Liliana buried her face into my chest.
“Let em watch… You my girl. Shouldn’t the world know that” I smiled for the camera, finger fucked another, and made a silly face to the last.
“You’re bad” She looked me up into my eyes. We stood there, eyes locked.
“Thank you” I leaned forward and Liliana kissed me softly on my lips. I began to get lost into the consistent flow of kisses that when Liliana drew back, I followed her lips forward.
“Babe” she chuckled on my lips. “We gotta go” Liliana pushed off my chest.
“Let’s give them one more picture first” I winked. Liliana turned around and positioned her body in front of mine. She tilted her head to the side and extended the middle finger. I scrunched my face and did the same.
“Kay boo, I gotta go. Can you get drinks for the party and invite some friends?” She sat down in her car. I shut the door for her.
“Yeah babe I got you.”
“iight nigga” Liliana slowly pulled out ahead and sped off.
“Chris gotta mansion party tonight. Come through. And bring some friends” I handed a flyer I made to these fine ass white girls in the mall.
“Okay” they both giggled before I walked away.
“Yo Chris!” I shouted as I answered Chris’ call.
“Nigga where the fuck you at?”
“I’m coming cuh chill the fuck out right quick. I was just talking to some females. Yo this party bouta be dope” I flipped my head back in thought of the how throwed I was going to get tonight.
“Yeah yeah yeah… Speaking of the party being dope, I needa go to the hard wear store and get some looks and shit before niggas try to come in here and steal shit. Yo can you scoop up some drank?”
“Hell yeah nigga! I was gonna get some before I even rolled out to yo crib.” I unlocked my car and hopped in.
“It’s not my house” Chris said.
“Who’s is it then?”
“Liliana’s. She want a house party to break the place in. So imma give it to her”
“That’s yo girl?” I sped off to the biggest liquor in Cali.
“Yeah nigga” he chuckled.
“When you kick Kae’s ass over to the curb?” I yelled.
“QUIT YELLING NIGGA!” Chris laughed harder. “I don’t know, seem like ever since Lili got here, I couldn’t have gave 10 thousand fucks about her ole prune raisin looking ass”
“Damn Chris going in” I died in laughter. People in the store looked at me as though I was losing my mind. “What? Nigga I’m on the phone”
“Who you talking to?” Chris asked in my ear.
“These nosey ass niggas up in BevMo. Looking at me like I ain’t talking on the phone. Psh niggas got me tripping.” I filled the cart full of Gray Goose, Ciroc, José Cuervo, Sky, and a whole bunch of other shit.
“Damn nigga is you robbing the store? All them damn bottles clanking and shit”
“Shut up nigga” I laughed. “What time I needa be over there?”
“What time is it?”
“Uh … Three”
“Be here at 7”
“Nigga dats early”
“Nigga you got all the drank! And you better be here on time” Chris yelled.
“Whatever nigga.. I’ll be there…”
I searched the web and there they were… Kissed up, boo’d up… Scrunch faced middle fingers up.
“Sickening” I scoffed at the pictures.
“Aye boo, you got going out clothes?” Emily walked into the room.
“Naa, not really.” Eyes glued to the computer.
“Well we bouta hop a flight out to LA and attend this party at … Chris’ mansion” Emily included air quotes. “So we gone head to the Mall and get fitted.”
“Yup. You already know.” I rose from the bed, and slid my suitcase to the edge of the bed. “I wanna get tatted though.. You think we got time?” I glanced up at her.
“We’ll get tatted in LA ma… Our goal is to be out the house in an hour, hour and a half is the max.” Emily side eyed me.
“Shut up nigga I’ll be ready” I threw a pillow at her.
“Chiiiiiitta” I yelled as I pounced on Honey’s bed.
“The fuck nigga!” She rolled over.
“What you doing to night cuh” I backed away from the bed so she wouldn’t try to hit me.
“We’ll getcha ass up we got somewhere to be in 3 hours” I flicked the light on. Causing Honey to moan.
“Mike, I do not need to be up this early… I got time” She yawned and stretched.
“Not with yo slow ass! Better be up in 30 minutes or imma beat that ass” I joked.
“Beat it then nigga”
“You tryna tease me?” I smacked my lips.
“No you hornball muhfucka” honey sat up in the bed, her eyes were low as fuck. “Get the fuck out so I can sleep.”
“The fuck” I said to myself as the lock that I was trying to install on the door fell off. “BABE!” I shouted at the top of my lungs.
“How many locks did you finish?”
“All I gotta do is put this lock on the garage door and I’m done” she responded. I cursed lowly because my ass wasn’t even done with the second door. Bob the builders ass over there put 12 locks up like it ain’t shit.
“Yo I’m getting frustrated with this damn lock” I threw the screwdriver down onto the floor.
“Don’t scratch my new floors nigga!”
“Man shut cho ass up” I yelled.
“What?” Liliana’s head popped around the corner.
“Shut cho ass up!” I repeated.
“Look at your big ole dumb self.. Been sitting there for 30 minutes and ain’t noticed that you putting the lock on backwards” I turned to face the lock again.
“Man shut up” Liliana laughed and walked away. “Yo… Could you help me with this?” I begged. Liliana came back around the corner and dismissed me of my duty, giving me another task.
“Hand me my phone babe” Liliana called.
I followed the sound of her vibrating phone sitting next to an opened bag of Chex Mix.
“This nigga was eating while I’m working?” I shook my head. The phone continued to vibrate. I picked it up and put it to my ear. “Hello?”
“Who is this?” A males voice came through the sound of loud ass music in the background.
“Alex?” I asked. His name flung anger into my body. Why the fuck he calling Liliana still. I thought. “Fuck you want?”
“Nigga why you keep answering my girl’s phone?” He turned the music down so it was easier to hear him.
“Everybody wanna claim Liliana but none of y’all niggas even with her!” I shouted. “She’s not your girl my nigga. Keep coming at her crooked like you did and thinking that I’m just gone let you have MY girl…” A small laugh escaped my lips. “Nigga you must be fucking delusional”
“Oh so what you did to Rihanna was acceptable? You a bitch ass nigga! Give my girl’s phone to her! Ain’t Nobody got time for you to be talking head!”
“Let’s click up then nigga it’s whatever with me!” Liliana’s feet patter on the hard wood floors as she rushes over to get her phone.
“Chris who are you talking to like that?” She reached for the phone that was in my hand.
“Look I got this okay” I pushed her away.
“Just tell me who it is at least!” She crossed her arms over her chest. I mouthed D’marcus and she lost her shit.
“Don’t you ever call my phone again I’ll stab you! Dirty dick muthafucka!” She quickly hung up the phone and set it down, continuing what she’d been doing previously.
“Boo you good?” I asked as she walked out the kitchen.
“I need a drink! Where’s Ty ass anyway”
“Oh my GOD Chitta ! If you don’t hurry yo kung pow chicken ass up!” I leaned my head on the outside of the bathroom door. The music was blasting in that bitch. I mean the whole damn door shook every time the bass dropped.
It’s been an hour after I told her ass to be ready ! Nigga I thought Asians were punctual .
“Ty where the fuck you at? Nigga what club is open at 8 ?” Chris referred to Honey’s loud ass music in the background. I’d been avoiding this niggas call for the past thirty minutes. I finally answered this time, knowing he gone chew my ass out when we got there, so I might as well take it now.
“Man in at Honey’s house! Nigga been in the bathroom for two hours and I ain’t heard no type of water run so what the fuck is she in there doing!” I yelled.
“Shut the fuck up nigga” Honey opened the door and a cloud of smoke followed her.
“Oh you was in there burning yo hair out cha scalp” Chris and I cracked up laughing. The hardest mug was thrown at me. All I could do was laugh at her.
“Come on then nigga ! You talking bout being late but I don’t see yo ass in the car”
“Yo Chris, we gone be there in a couple minutes.” I grabbed my car keys from the kitchen counter and headed for the car.
“What kinda house party got valet?” Honey and I sized the big ass house we was bouta be partying in. “Who is Chris out here tryna impress”
“This ain’t his house” My door was opened and I stepped out, handing over the keys to the valet.
“Who’s house is it?”
“Oh for real?” A hint curiosity flew throughout my body.
“Yeah. Either she had money prior to her deal, or she’s tricking the hell outta Breezy” Ty and I looked at each other and in unison we both said “naa”.
“So she’s rich huh” I tried to piece Liliana as a person together. So she knows Mijo’s brother D’marcus, she’s rich, she sing, and what else does this bitch do?
“Must be” Ty knocked on the door. We stood there less than a second before the door opened and music flowed through its opening. “Oh niggas got designated door openers too!” Ty yelled loud as hell. I buff nigga in all black just ignored Ty but gawked hard as we walked past him into the house. The lights were still on but the music was deaf loud.
Ty and I wondered around to the kitchen setting each of our bottles down.
“Yo; she went all out forreal. Look she got prints of her EP” Ty laughed. “I’m going to go find these niggas. They probably fucking somewhere” Tyga’s eyes fixated on my waist. I followed them till they stopped at my ass. He licked his lips then continued the stare for a quick moment.
“Nigga quit looking at my ass!” I swatted.
“Mm” I’ll be back, he paced backwards… Still staring at my ass of course, then turned the corner.
“Christafuh!” I yelled femininely down the hallways of the house. I looked at the door and yanked on what I thought was a bedroom door, but that shit was locked. I continued checking all the doors but each and everyone was locked.
“What the fuck?” I yelled as I turned the corner back into the kitchen to find Lili, Chris, and Honey was in there chatting it up. Honey’s focus was on her phone, but she spoke of the time I busted my horny ass up the stairs when she was teasing me.
“Man don’t tell that fucking story !” I heard Ty yell. The DJ finally cut the music down so we could talk in a normal tone.
“Haha! Don’t let your freak fuck with cha feet” Liliana broke out dying. Chris and Ty both stopped and gave her the what the hell you talking about look.
“You’re corny as fuck dude” Chris tilted his head back and let out a loud cackle. Ty followed in. My phone began to ring.
“Can you excuse me?” I rose from the stool. “Where’s the bathroom at?”
“Down the right hall, 3rd door on the left” Liliana and Chris both instructed.
“Thanks” I shuffled out the room.
“Nigga don’t act like you know my house !” I heard Liliana yell behind me.
Quickly, I locked myself in the bathroom and answered the call.
“So they having a house party?” Mijo said from the other line.
“Yeah, I already invited Kamary and D’marcus. Rih told me Liliana invited her so its all good” I flushed the toilet.
“Are you in the bathroom?”
“Yeah… I had to get away! Weren’t nobody meant to hear our conversation” I yelled in a whisper.
“Why’d you tell D’marcus anything?” Mijo questioned.
“Because I know they gotta past.”
“I don’t know, I think that nigga tryna hurt Chris cause he with Liliana.”
“So, wasn’t that the mission” I asked.
“No, the mission was to make Chris know that he can’t get away with everything … Not have my brother go to jail for killing my best friend” he shouted into the phone.
“He’s not gonna hurt him I swear” I reassured.
“Tell him not to come Chitta!”
“Fine!” I hung up quickly. I dialed D’marcus number with a fat grin.
“Yeah, he did just like you said!” I fixed my top in the mirror.
“Ha, that nigga ain’t gone ever change! Always tryna be the good guy … The mediator” D’marcus’ voice was in the back of his throat like that nigga just rolled a dub and killed it.
“You still coming tho right?” I asked
“Hells yeah” He said.
“What the fuck does she mean?” I asked myself. I was on the I-5 straight towards her house. I need answers.
*** 4 Hours Later ***
“What the fuck?” I drove past the boku amount of cars parked in front of this massive house. I almost turned back until I saw through the garage window a candy red R8 similar to the one Lili had back in Washington.
“Ha, our fucking cars even match” I chuckled to myself. She was JUST like me that it was utterly disgusting. She knew R8’s were my favorite car and Red was my favorite color… I knew I needed to do. I needed to get back with her. A tap of bitterness lumped my throat as I counted the other Audi R8’s that were parked along the driveway. Audi’s, Ferrari’s, Lamborghini’s … They all laced her spot… Weren’t nothing but luxury cars parked up here and pieces of shit parked down the slope of the gated home.
I finally entered the house that was dark as shit. There were hundreds of people in the house, yet the house still stood enormous to the bodies.
I wondered into the kitchen when the record stopped and Liliana’s voice came over the sound system.
“Yo, welcome to my house party party haha!” Lili and Chris stood close on the stage. He wrapped his arms around Liliana’s waist….
… And pecked her shoulder as she spoke.
“Oh hell no ill fuck this bitch up” Emily began taking off her earrings.
“Quit tryna make a scene Emily… Just wait”
“So me and Chris have been working hard in the studio, so when not a better chance to sing a few things from my EP? Right?” The crowd clapped lightly. All the plain bitches of course gawked over Liliana and Chris’ body language towards each other.
“We’ll thanks to my boo…” Emily and I rolled our eyes before Chris continued. “Here’s Oh Yeah” the claps begin to fill the room and niggas heads start bouncing. Females start swaying they hips. Then the beat drops and I guess hos will be hos.
I walked over to the kitchen and found this bomb ass nigga chilling in the corner with a drink and his focus on his phone.
“Hey” I walked up confidently and asked him his name.
“Alex” he responded. Staring my outfit down to pieces.
“You like what you see?” I twirled so he could see my fit.
“Ha yeah ma” he quickly glanced up at the stage then back at me. “Let’s dance” he placed his phone in his pocket, grabbed his solo cup, and walked me onto the floor.
We stood in the middle, obviously gaining everyone’s attention. I knew what I was doing… Wasn’t no need to act like I wasn’t trying to capture Chris’ attention.
As the song ended, Liliana sang a few songs, even rapped, then she and Chris hopped off the stage. I watched the two, Liliana was wrapped under Chris’ left arm.
Looking around, a light skinned guy who looked like he could’ve been related to Mijo stared them down hard. Honey soon appeared around his shoulder and whispered in his ear.
I watched Honey as she sauntered back over to Ty and kissed all up on him.
“What the fuck?” I mumbled.
“What chu say ma?” Alex shouted over the music.
“Nothing” I responded. Continuing to scan, I noticed Kamary’s big ass step into the house. One of her hands rested behind her body as if she were holding someone else. As soon as she cleared the door, my jaw dropped in the sight of Mijo.
“I’ll be back ma” The cool mint that freshened Alex’s breath rushed my body.
“Alright” I fixed my eyes back on Mijo and Kamary.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around.
“What the fuck you doing here?”
I can tell this night was gone be some shit.
“Mayne let me in” I heard this country accent call from behind my door. It had been an hour since I’d stormed out of Breh’s room. I finally calmed myself down, turned on some music, and decided to unpack. I didn’t remember telling nobody to come over, so I didn’t know who the hell this was. I turned the music down and went to retrieve the door. Cracking the door open, I smacked my lips at his presence.
“What Delano?” I said, opening the door fully. Delano looked like he’d been chilling outside my door for a minute. His body leaned against the doorframe, I could tell in his eyes that something wasn’t right. Delano was one of my sorority brothers and through sophomore year, we’d gotten really close. But after hearing what he did with Crystal’s hoe ass… I didn’t really know what to think of him.
“Can we talk” His eye’s pled. I sighed and gave myself time to think about it, eventually letting him inside. I turned around and Delano had made himself comfortable in my computer chair.
“What’s wrong” I shot directly for the point.
“I fucked up this time J-Note” Delano rested his head in his hands as he called me by his personal nickname that he’d given me when we were on line.
“What chu mean?” I asked even though I knew exactly what he was talking about.
“Jay, you know what I’m talking about.”
“I’m clueless. Puzzle me in” I said rhetorically.
“Well basically, Crystal threw me some ass, I smashed, the bitch texted me some whack shit the next day, Breh read the text, whooped the bitch’s ass, and now she not talking to me.”Delano rushed. I remained silent as I tried to piece his story and Breh’s together.
“So what do you want from me?” I asked.
“What should I do” Delano looked up at me. For some reason, a light bulb popped in my head.
“How long you been messing around with Crystal?” I inquired.
“A month I guess, why?”
“What was the reason y’all started talking?”
“Project for African American Studies” Delano’s face was confused. Damn I muttered lowly.
“Do you have any type of interest in Crystal… Like, do you want to make it more than sex?” I cringed in anticipation of this answer.
“Naa, but she coo to kick it with. It’s fun with her. Whenever Breh and I get into some shit, she help me forget the bad shit.” Delano replied. I paused a moment, thinking his answer over.
“Did you intentionally have sex with her? The first time?” I stumbled over my words as I rushed them out.
“No. Not really” He shrugged.
“So why did you have sex with her again?”
“Erm… I don’t fucking know Dr. Phil! Where the fuck you coming from with all these questions? Can you just tell me what to do.” Delano stood up. I was still frozen in my thoughts, but I shook them away so I could answer Delano’s question and get him the fuck out of here so I could solve my own shit.
“Get your priorities straight.” I said blatantly as I began rushing him out.
“Wait! What the fuck does that mean?!” Delano pressed his weight back on me, making it harder to rush him out.
“Do you want a fuck buddy who can only last…” I paused, Did I just refer to myself as a fuck buddy?
“Continue nigga” Delano urged.
“Who do you want to be with? You can only have one girl… Choose wisely!” I said blankly.
“I already know who I want! Now how do I get her to talk to me again?”
“Stalk her, be romantic… Make her talk to you” I said with one last shove and sent Delano away. I slammed my door and ran to get my phone.
“Chris” I said as he answered the phone.
“Lili” His voice was calm.
“We need to talk.”
“Again” Chris groaned.
Mijo said his goodbyes to the family, hopped in the whip, and sped off. That call from Honey got me questioning what this was about. But she had a whole lot of shit that she needed to tell me. Mom’s and Mr. Choi’s ass went to they room to do some shit that I don’t even want to fathom, leaving Savonna out here with me.
I was sat from the couch across from her, she looked dead as shit. I could tell she had surpassed her hangover. I could actually have a normal conversation with her.
“Do you remember what yo wild ass did earlier?” I said just above a whisper.
“The fuck are you talking about” She groaned.
“You basically tried to rape me” I said in a joking manner. I understood the fact that she wasn’t in the right mindset, I didn’t hold it against her. I knew the only reason she got sloppy faced wasted was because I decided to take her out to the party with me.
“Oh my gosh” Savonna gasped. “I am soo fucking sorry! I cannot drink to save my damn life” she shook her head. “What was I doing?”
“Besides stripping, forcing yourself on me, running around the house naked, AND trying to get us busted… Nothing” I got up and walked to the kitchen. I went to the fridge and pored me a glass of Orange Juice with the biggest glass we had. Orange juice with a ton of pulp was my shit. J
“I’m sorry Ty… Really” She said as I re-entered the room.
“It’s Gucci” I picked my keys up from the side table. “But I’m out… I got business to handle. If my mom ask where I’m at, tell her I’m with Chris. She love his ass for some reason” I shrugged.
“He ended up calling me a bitch, so I told him to leave” I sniffled. After Chris left, I honestly was destroyed on the inside. Our arguments have never gotten that far out of hand. I ran up to my room and locked the door. I hadn’t talked to my mom in a while, so I decided she might’ve been able to help me with this.
“How much do you need him?” My mother asked calmly. This was not the attitude I thought she would take to it.
“He has the connections that I need.”
“Well if he has the connections, do you really think he’s going to give them to you now that you guys have blown up at each other?” She questioned. I thought about it before I began. Did I really just fuck up my career AND relationship at the same time? “Do you really love him?” My mother broke the silence.
“Yes” I said skeptically.
“Does he love you back?” I paused again. I was unsure of every answer.
“I don’t know” The tears streamed my face.
“Take a break from him. A mutual break. You work on yourself… focus on your modeling for a few weeks or so. Wait for him to make the first attempt to talk to you. When you guys finally talk, be open, think about both sides, and don’t fly off the handle!”
“Okay Ma. Thank you so much” I wiped the tears from my face.
“Any time baby. Whenever you need me, call me! I love you baby girl”
“Love you too Mom. Talk to you later”
After Ty left, I attempted to watch TV but failed miserably. I grabbed my phone from a fold in the couch and headed to my room. My phone vibrated in my pocket and my calendar popped up.
Meeting with Mijo
In San Francisco
Text Him Now For More Details
“I ain’t even got his number” I thought to myself as I shut my room door and began to crash on my bed. 5 minutes later, my phone started buzzing.
“Hello, who the fuck is this, and what do you want?” I said harshly as I answered the phone.
“Ha, you don’t read reminders that well” Mijo said smoothly into the phone. “You gone meet me tomorrow right?”
“I guess? What is this about?”
“I scratched your back, now you scratch mine” Mijo reminded me of the night he saved me from a group of niggas that tried to rape me in an alley after a party one night. Prior to me discovering Ty was my new brother, I’d known of Mijo for a while.
“Why you sound so cynical?” I asked.
“Because what I need you to do is some real ass cynical shit. You can’t back down either.”
“What you gone do” I smacked my lips.
“I have shit on you little girl. You really want your dad knowing about what you’re doing in the streets” He said with the same calm manner. I’d been dealing drugs to make money here and there so I could fill my pockets. With all the partying and drugs, my life outside the house was horrible. I never wanted my dad to be ashamed of me or what I do. So I guess whatever Mijo wanted me to do, I would have to do it.
“What time?” I said reluctantly.
“11:30 am. You need to be knocking at 11:30 am EXACTLY”
“And if I don’t” I asked.
“One of your secrets will be revealed” He hung up. I huffed and rolled over on my comforter.
“Wassup” I pressed speaker phone as I lotioned my body. I barely answered Liliana’s call in time cause I just hopped out the shower.
“What are your intentions?” Liliana jumped. This was not the same girl I’d just talked to not that long ago. Something was going on.
“With what?” I slipped into a pair of boxers and sweats, leaving my chest bare.
“With Me and with Kae” She asked bluntly.
“What are you talking about?” I asked curiously. Lili never really cared to much about Kae, so for her to ask me about Kae really threw me off.
“What do you want to get out of this THING you and I have going on” She spat. “What feelings do you have for me, honestly?” I huffed lightly.
“Lili, I thought you wanted this shit to be business only. Why are you worried about Kae? What feelings do you have for me, honestly” I mimicked as I flipped the question back.
“Ha,” Liliana laughed. “I feel like I’m a hypocrite thanks to you.”
“What?” I asked out of genuine shock. How did she think that this shit was really my fault.
“I was suppose to give my virginity to my husband… when I got married. I cheated on Alex with you-“
“Hold up” I interjected. “Back in New York, you told me he wasn’t important. If you gave a shit about him, why’d you play him down?”
“I- I don’t-“
“If you’d told me that you didn’t want to mess around because you were serious with Alex, I would’ve respected that.”
“That would’ve been easy if you hadn’t been you” Liliana stuttered.
“Psh, what the fuck does that mean?” I felt a little offended.
“If you hadn’t been the charming ass Chris Brown that you are, I wouldn’t feel this way”
“Liliana… listen to yourself right now. You sounding mad dumb. So you telling me, If I acted like someone I wasn’t, you wouldn’t have cheated on Alex?” I laughed. “You really need to re-evaluate yourself ma. Your argument isn’t working.” Silence filled her line. I was guessing she was trying to come back with some real shit to argue over. I started to hang up, but Lili came back on.
“Come out here” she said.
“Come out here, to Texas. I need to talk with you, face to face.”
“What’s that going to help?” Talking to Lili was getting tiring as fuck. Especially since her emotions had her all over the place.
“A lot Chris. Can you please come out here?” Liliana pled. “I swear I won’t touch you” she giggled.
“Ha, bet not. Or I’m telling Young Vato to come beat yo ass” I joked.
“Call him Young Vato and he gone beat yo ass” She joked back.
“Ha, wish that nigga would” I said a little more seriously this time.
“So you’re coming?” Liliana’s voice rose.
“Yeah. I guess” I smacked my lips.
“What you mean ‘you guess’?”
“I guess Imma come see yo big head ass” I let out a laugh. I heard Lili smack her teeth.
“Whatever negro. What day” She asked with an ass load of attitude.
“Try tomorrow. When you rich, a private jet ain’t shit” I flaunted.
“Whatever! Call me when you land so I can sneak your ass on campus”
“Yeah nigga! You think I don’t know what money is. I got that shit. You think you rich… I’m just as rich as you are.”
“So then why you act like you couldn’t afford to pay me back?” I asked about when we went shopping last week.
“Because, I’m stingy with my mullah. Instead of spending, I save that shit and wait to cash out. Learn something from me” She yawned.
“You sleepy?” I changed the subject.
“What time is it over there? I asked.
“Wake up at 10 pm and pick me up at Eastwood iight?”
“iight…” Liliana’s voice said lowly.
“Go to sleep nigga!” I laughed.
“Get off the phone then.” Liliana said before she hung up.
“Wassup” I greeted Honey. I hadn’t seen her in a while, ain’t no way I was gone miss this.
“Nothing much really, just been, in the back” Honey said smoothly. Her new persona was on some other shit. Honey was laid back now, not the joking ass girl who was just like me.
“Why you been M.I.A cuh?” I really missed my nigga, so her explanation really meant something to me.
“Handling business” Honey looked away.
“What was up with that call that you gave me? Talking about you needed help or some shit. That you was kidnapped… Fucks up with that?”
“Look,” Honey looked around. “I’m caught up in some shit, I’ve been doing some bad shit lately. The Job I just got called to do can hurt someone in your circle. I don-”
“Woah cuh! What chu mean?” I interjected.
“Look, something gone happen. I got a call from my boss, who got a call from a client, saying that something ain’t right. I can’t tell you exactly what’s gone happen, but some shits going down.” she said taking a sip of something in a styrofoam cup.
“Bro, why are you so chill with this shit” I asked. This nigga was acting like this shit wasn’t a big deal. “WHO IS IT?”
Honey’s phone rang, she checked the ID, and immediately sprung up and left the room.
“What the fuck” I muttered as I followed Honey.
“Yeah… Where?” She said as she wrote down something on a random piece of paper. “Yeah, I’m on my way. Kay. Be there in 5 minutes… Ty-” She began until she saw me standing behind her.
“Wassup?” I said nonchalantly.
“I… Um, I gotta go”
“Hol up” Honey tried to breeze past me but I grabbed her arm as she brushed against mine. “Where you going?”
“I just got a call”
“And I just got here” I said as I pulled her closer to me.
“Please don’t play with me” Honey blushed.
“Don’t play with me” I toyed back. Again, her phone rang, of course she picked it up.
“Hello? Oh, it’s okay?” She looked over at me. “Yeah, well text me.”
“Who was that?” I kissed her shoulder.
“Business” She pulled away playfully.
“Can I handle mines?” I said in-between kisses up her arm.
“What business do you need to handle?”
“Some business with chu” I flirted.
“Where’s the meeting?”
“How bout what’s in-between my legs meet up with what’s in-between yours in every room of this hotel?”
“As long as it’s a long meeting,” Honey placed her body in mine. “I’m ready for anything” She whispered as she stroked my dick.
“What time is it?” I asked quickly.
“10:07” Honey said confused.
“iight nigga” I lifted her up and Honey wrapped her legs around my waist.
I laid her down on the comforter, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. Honey laid there, voluntarily allowing me to do whatever I wanted. I stopped and stared at her.
“What chu waiting for?” Honey asked impatiently.
“Ha, I ain’t fucked you in a long time” I laughed to myself. “Remind me of how you like it” I said just before I ripped her shirt right off her body.
“Ty that was my favorite shirt!” She yelled.
“I’ll buy you a new one” I said as I continued to remove her clothes roughly. The sound of my phone came blaring from the side table. Without looking, I pressed ignore.
“Who was that?” Honey asked.
“Business” I laughed subtly before Honey joined in. Once she was fully unclothed, I began to strip tease for Honey. “You like this dick” I asked as I finally dropped my draws. Honey flung her head back and let out the loudest cackle I’ve ever heard in my life. “What the fuck was that” I laughed.
“You’re dumb as fuck Ty” Honey said as she rose from the bed and placed her arms around my neck.
“You already know” I planted my hands on her waist and a kiss on her lips. My phone rang from the side again. I sighed and silenced the call. Focusing my attention back on Honey.
“Who was that?”
“I don’t know, but it ain’t important” I laid Honey back down on the bed, laying my body in-between her legs. “You miss me?” I asked sweetly as I pecked her lips.
“Hells naw” she covered her face as she giggled.
“Quit lying” I smacked my lips.
“Just Kidding bae” Honey grabbed my face and kissed my lips. She started a trail from my lips down to my chest. “What chu want?” her voice was provocative.
“A bag full of weed and two big booty bitches!”
“Well I got the weed…”
“Ha, lets fuck and smoke at the same time.”
Honey got the bag and I rolled the weed perfectly in the cigarillo. I passes it to Honey who lit it and took the first puffs. She took a long drag, holding it in, Honey kissed me and passed the smoke to my mouth.
I blew the smoke out. Honey pushed me back down on the bed and straddled me. She passed me the blunt and continued her trail she started.
Once at the beginning of my happy trail, she began playing with my dick. She continued kissing on the staff of my dick.
“Mmm” She giggled. I looked down at her and smiled before taking a long drag.
Honey moved up towards the base of my “other half” and licked it’s length, sending shivers through a niggas body.
“Damn bae, where you get that from?” I said breathlessly.
“Just thought I’d try something different”
“Shits delightful” I said jokingly.
“I can tell” she smiled as she held a grip on the shaft of my peen.
The sound of music filled the air, Honey and I both froze and glanced to where the music was coming from. Both our phones had gone off at the same time.
Honey looked up at me before she walked to answer the call. Might as well answer whoever it was I thought.
“Hello” I said.
“Yo Ty! Where have you been!”I barely heard Savonna over some fussing in the background.
“Where the fuck you at?” I asked.
“Man I’m at home! My daddy and Yo mama got into a big ass argument and they fighting, cussing, yelling, and breaking shit. Come home dude! I need your help” she said as the sound of shattering glass was heard. I sighed before telling her I was on my way.
“I gotta- Ha, You first” Honey and I both said in unison.
“Look I just gotta call that I need to take care of… You think we could get a raincheck on this” Honey said shyly.
“Yeah, I got drama at home I need to tend to.”
“Aye bae” I shouted as i kept my concentration on MW3.
“What!” I heard her shout from behind me.
“When you gone tell pops to give it up” I addressed her as she walked over and found a comfortable spot on the couch.
“After I get my deal, I’m out that bitch” Kamary said.
“Y’all be fucking” I asked still giving my total attention to the game.
“Unfortunately” Her voice filled with disgust.
“EW you like that old dick. That wrinkled, shriveled up dick” I nudged her arm.
“Shut the hell up nigga! Cause you like to beat this box like it ain’t been used before”
“That’s cause my dick ain’t shriveled and I don’t got to use Viagra”
“You’re right about one part” she tapped the controller out of my hand playfully.
“Oh you playing now? You don’t want none from the Aztec Warrior” I mimicked baby joker.
“Em, who were you talking to” I said as I sat in the barstool next to her.
“Your man” Emily said with a dramatic tone. “Or should I say ex” Emily slipped in quickly as she took a drink of her tea.
“He’s my man” I corrected her before I walked back into the living room. I knew where this conversation was bouta go and I really didn’t feel like talking to her about this.
“Face it Kae, he’s cheating” I heard Emily yell from behind me.
“Whatever” I laid on the couch and began flipping through tv channels. “Damn, ain’t shit good on”
“What chu mean whatever?” Emily asked. “You gone let him cheat on you forreal?”
“He’s not cheating damn! Can we not talk about Chris” I yelled. It seemed like all she ever wanted to talk about was Chris.
“Why not” Emily fussed.
“We ALWAYS talk about Chris. Let’s deal with other shit iight”
“He doesn’t fucking deserve you Kae. You’re a dope ass chick and you let that lame ass treat you any kind of way… I just- I don’t like seeing you hurt” Emily said.
“You can’t save me from anything Em” I rolled my eyes.
“Not if you don’t let me try” Emily placed her hand on my thigh.
“What are you talking about” I said as I moved from my thigh from under her hand.
“Look, I think of you as my baby sister man. I’ll do anything to protect you” Emily looked down sheepishly. I swear this bitch is bouta tell me about her undying love for me.
“That’s cool and all, but Imma big girl. I can handle myself iight” I walked into my room, locking the door behind me. I heard Emily say ‘It’s only a matter of time’.
Only a matter of time for what?
April 27. My first date with the man of my dreams, was April 27. I thought, as I stood in my hotel room alone. After Chris and I went skydiving, we went out for lunch, then right back into the studio to finally finish the last few songs we had been working on. I had been alone for a few hours now to gather my things for my flight back to University tomorrow. I was nervous to leave Alex here by himself, but I know when he gets out, he’ll be able to handle himself.
I laid in the bed watching pure junk since I had got back and I was beginning to become bored.
“Chris!” I yelled when he answered the phone.
“What!” Chris yelled back.
“I’m bored” I whined.
“Find something to do then punk” Chris joked.
“I don’t fucks with these people out here anymore Chris”
“Psh, you lucky I know about this party tonight-”
“Fuck yeah I’m down. I got the cutest-” I began.
“Naa, your outfit aint gone work” Chris cut me off. “Just be ready” He said quickly before hanging up the phone.
Not with this ‘Just Be Ready’ shit again.
“Here” Chris said handing me the pink Victoria Secret bag. I peaked inside immediately, laughed, then handed it back to Chris. “What chu laughing for?”
“At that ‘outfit’” I said as I sat back down on the couch.
“You going to the party right?” Chris asked rhetorically.
“Then your wearing it” Chris said, while throwing the bag on my lap.
“Nuh uh” I looked at him as if he’d lost his mind.
“It’s a lingerie party” Chris laughed causally.
“Why didn’t you tell me that at first?” I pulled the negligee out of the bag and examined it. A black push up bra with rhinestones on the cups and matching underwear. The bra had some frilly shit that opened in the front with some ribbon in-between the cups. “This is cute”
“I know” Chris said nonchalantly. “Wear these too” He handed over a Christian Louboutin box, the fattest smile laced his face.
“Naa” I passed the box back. I don’t like that shit. I don’t like when others buy things for me. If I can’t pay you back then I’m not gone take it from you.
“Why not” Chris looked at me stupid.
“The lingerie… that shit I can pay you back for but-”
“Naa Lili, you don’t got to pay me back. You my girl, I pay for you. I got money to blow anyway.” He shrugged and handed me the box.
“Take em back” I stood my ground.
“You ain’t even looked at em yet” Chris begged. I already knew if I opened the box and looked at them shits, I would never give them up. Chris knew that.
“I’m good. Take em back”
“Look” Chris moved the box in front of me. I continued to look away. Chris laughed.
“Stop” I tried to move but Chris pinned me down.
“Look!” Chris sat on top of me, shoving the shoe in my face. Even its scent was beautiful. I finally gave up and looked at the shoe, snatching it out of Chris’ hand.
“Damn” I whispered. The patient leather Bianca 120’s that I always adored. “I hate yo ass” I said, trying the shoes on. They fit perfectly.
“They fit you perfectly” Chris laughed. “Now get dressed so I can see all of dat ass” Chris smacked my ass as I walked out of the room to put my clothes on.
He’s too good.
“Lemme see” I said one last time as we pulled up in front of the Viper Room. Liliana insisted on wearing a robe over her lingerie and I was dying to see what her body was looking like. She had her hair in messy curls. Lili did some smokey eye shit or whatever with her eyes and she wore bright red lipstick. I had to admit, she was killing the fucking game just from her face and hair. So if her body was banging, I KNEW I would have to be fighting niggas off left and right.
“You can wait” Liliana smacked my hand away.
“Chris, what you want us to do with Liliana” Big Pat asked.
“She coming out with me” I shrugged.
“Oh forreal?” Big Pat looked at me like I lost my mind. I shook my head and laughed.
“Yeah Pat” I stepped out the car to open the door for Lili. The paparazzi snapped and asked every question in the damn book, but I ignored them in anticipation of Lili’s outfit. “DAMN” My mouth dropped as Lili stepped out of the car and threw the robe on the seat behind her.
“Close your mouth sweets, you might attract flies” She closed my mouth, pat my cheek, and switched down the red carpet. I followed her body like a magnet. Ain’t no way she bouta leave my sight.
“Where you going” I asked from the couch. Ty was on his way to the party and I knew it.
“To the studio” He reached for the door.
“Quit lying” I said while standing up from the couch. Kirko was gone be all mines tonight. Weren’t no way Ty couldn’t take with him.
“I’m not” Ty turned around in attempts to persuade me to believe him.
“Yes you are, you going to the club”
“I aint going to no party” Ty said harshly.
“I didn’t aint say you was going to a party” I smiled.
“Fuck” Ty mumbled. I laughed. This nigga got his own self caught up.
“I’m ready to go” I said confidently.
“You don’t even got nothing to wear” Ty thought he was doing something.
“Yes I do” I said dropping my robe to reveal my clothes.
“Mmmm” Ty was taken aback. Once he remembered who I was he told me to put my robe back on.
“So I can go?” I giggled.
“Yeah” Ty said lowly before exiting the house.
“Psh, where was you going with them big ole robe on and snapback like you Jodeci or something” I joked.
Me: Where you at?
Chris: In the back. I see yo ass. Who is you with?
Me: Savonna cuh! She look bad as hell huh.
Chris: Negro she’s a minor! Better leave dat ass alone!
“Shut up bruh” I gave dap to Chris when I walked to his section.
“Hey Ty” I heard a voice come from beside me. I looked and damn near drooled on myself. Liliana was looking too damn good. If Chris wasn’t hittin tonight, you better fucking bet I was.
“Damn girl” I said as I hugged Liliana tightly. “You tryna get pregnant or what?”
“Ty” Liliana gasped while punching me in my arm. I laughed.
“You think I’m playing. Good thing Chris is with Kae” I joked. Chris snapped his focus at me, mugging the shit out of me. “My bad breezy” I said walking over to the other side of Lili so Chris couldn’t intervene. “You tryna sing on a couple of my tracks beautiful” I began smooth talking.
“If you wanted my number, you coulda just asked” Liliana said shutting my game down.
“Oh forreal, its that easy” I played back.
“Just because I give you my number mean Imma hit you back.” Liliana smirked.
“Forreal?’ I asked honestly.
“Yeah nigga so do you want it or not?” Liliana rushed, then smiled quickly after.
“You da shit” I said defeated.
“I know” Liliana said.
“Ty” Chris yelled over the crowd.
“You talked to Mijo?” Chris said while pointing to another V.I.P section where Mijo, Honey, and Sophia were sat.
“Hell no. Is that Honey?” I yelled.
“Yup” Chris and I squinted our eyes to try and see clearly.
“Why?” I asked.
“Cause that nigga is with-”
“Oh shit” I yelled as I watched Mijo tongue Rhi down. I looked over to Chris and observed him. His shoulders were dropped, his eyebrows damn near touching. He kept clenching his jaw and his fists were balled tight. Swear this nigga wanted every girl in the world to be his. Lili walked over and Chris went from pissed to head over hills in love. How the fuck does this shit happen so fast.
“Aye nigga. I’mma go check up on Honey iight” I looked at Chris, who just gave me the thumbs up cause he was too wrapped up in Lili. I rolled my eyes and walked off.
“Wasshannin” I said as I waked over to Honey.
“Wassgood” Honey said casually. I squinted my eye at her. Wasn’t this just the girl who just needed me to rescue her? So why was she acting like that shit never even happened.
“Naa cuh. What’s really up?” I looked at her seriously.
“Man,” Honey smacked her lips. “Don’t even come at me like that right now.”
“Come at you like that?” I mimicked. “What the fuck was that call last week? You begged me to come and find you, but you up here coolin in the damn club! You got some shit to explain to me cuh!”
“I don’t have to explain shit” Honey stood up.
“Look,” I tried to contain my anger. “I was concerned about your ass. Tell me what the fuck is up cuh!” I yelled again.
“Is there a problem” Sophia came from behind Honey. I looked at Honey and she was froze fucking solid. I shifted my attention back towards Sophia.
“Naa” Honey spoke lowly. I snapped back to her, looking like she was crazy.
“Yeah there’s a problem!” I yelled. Honey looked at me with begging eyes which threw me off.
“Well what’s up?” Sophia took a sip of whatever she had in her cup and looked back at me with zero interest.
“Yeah I got two fucking problems” I spoke again.
“Say what’s on your mind big bro” Sophia laughed.
“Why the fuck you give me angel dust?” A flashback of me on top of Quiara popped in my head and sent shivers down my spine.
“All my weed is laced” Sophia said calmly.
“What’s Honey doing with you?” I nodded over to Honey. She shifted her eyes down to the floor.
“She work for me” Sophia said simply.
“You kidnapped her?” I asked.
“Kidnapped, abused, forced… Whatever you call it, but the bitch work for me” Sophia said. Her calm tone was urking the fuck out of me.
“Why” I tried to calm myself down.
“Does it matter?” Sophia’s tone raised.
“Yeah the fuck it do” I raised my tone with her.
“Ha, Rico! Come get this bitch” Sophia nodded her head towards me. When Rico rolled up, I instantly remembered his face. He was the dude that I saw Honey with in the club in New York.
“They here” Mijo sauntered over to Sophia, not even noticing me.
“Mijo!” I commanded his attention.
“Wassup Ty? Cool Rico… That’s the homie” Mijo reassured Rico.
“What’s going on cuh?” I asked seriously.
“Nothing cuh” Mijo responded.
“Who are they?” I asked.
“Don’t worry, you’ll see” Mijo pointed back to Chris’ V.I.P section. I looked and Rihanna is all in Liliana’s face. I looked over at Mijo who had the biggest smile on his face. I looked over at Honey. We made eye contact, but as soon as we did, she looked down at the ground. Finally, I looked to Sophia, who had the biggest grin on her face like Mijo did.
Something ain’t right with this shit.
“Let’s get outta here” Kirko whispered in my ear. The Patron was strong on his tongue. I giggled heavily. I’d been sipping on Nuvo and Ciroc all night, so you know I was filling myself.
“Let’s go” I slurred. Kiro and I began stumbling out the club, but I felt someone tugging me back.
“SAVONNA CHOI !” I saw Ty yelling at me.
“What” I was beginning to break down.
“What the hell you doing with Kirko? Nigga get yo ass off my sister!” Ty pushed Kirko. He threw his hands up, signaling defeat. Kirko continued his walk out the club.
“Why’d you do that!” I whined.
“Your 15 fucking years old” Ty whispered in my ear. “I shouldn’t have even brought yo ass to the club! Now keep yo ass with me!”
“Oh forreal bitch? Cause if he was your man, you wouldn’t be tryna fuck every nigga in the industry that’s willing to throw it at you!” I yelled.
“Bitch my pussy clean!” Rihanna argued.
“Bitch YA PUSSY STANK! Yo tone-deaf long faced havin horse looking Adam’s apple having ass not knowing how to talk correctly bow legged pigeon toed BITCH!” I stepped closer to Rihanna. I was two fucking seconds away from laying hands on this hoe before Ty came and broke us up.
“Nigga what you doing?” Ty asked Chris.
“Enjoying the entertainment!” Chris shouted back causing Rihanna and I to laugh.
“Slut” Rihanna mumbled so I gave her the bird.
“Chill mamas! We all friends here! There’s enough niggas to go around. Calm down and have a good time” Ty tried to defuse the bomb. I peaked over and Savonna was slumped over in a chair with Mijo whispering in her ear.
“When did I tell you to meet up with me?” I asked again.
“May 1st in San Francisco at Hotel Nikko. Suite 1… Come alone” She slurred.
“Smart Girl. What do you do tomorrow?”
“Call Mijo at 3pm” Savonna said.
“Remember” I patted her cheek then walked over to the crime scene.
“Woah babe, woah” I said to Rihanna just like we planned. “Come on babe, let’s go. You need to come back to your date. You don’t want to ruin their future” We laughed. Chris, Ty, and Liliana looked at us crazy.
“Watch out for the dates” Rihanna said cheerfully over her shoulder.