Yo guys, what it do? Thank you for your patience. This chapter, I decided to show the GOOD times one can have. Haha, fun in this chapter, I had fun writing it. Now, ON to the reviews!
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Chapter Nine- After Party Activities and Jealous Fits
"Living life in the dark of the night. Never live for tomorrow, I'll live my whole entire life in the night."- Jazmine Du'Bois
Alice's POV
I was so hot at the idea of Nicole coming with us to New York. I ain't trust the stank bitch. I was at my house packing for this weekend when Sirayah told me that shit in a text. I told her the next time she wanna say some slick shit, I'm beating that ass…again. I can't believe she's even bringing her, c'mon Ya-ya, you're smarter than this. Ugh. Anyway, back to more important things. More and more people wanted to interview the boys, asking about us. Someone had uploaded Sirayah's violin playing on YouTube, and people's interest peaked. People are only going by my Facebook picture, and that's not enough for them…I guess. I don't care anymore. Rhonda, Sirayah's mom agreed to watch over mine while we were gone on the trip. She was downstairs, cracking up over something momma said as I hauled my stuff down the stairs.
"Oh you gonna go now sweetie?" Mom smiled at me.
"Yeah. I'll call you when I make it to New York."
"Alright, have fun, be careful."
"Ok." I walked to Sirayah's car and put my stuff in her trunk, Nicole was in the backseat textin. When I got in the car, she spoke to me.
"Hey Al."
"…Hey." I said lamely as I looked at my phone; I got a text from Riley.
'Aye boo, when you get here; let's chill for a while, the two of us. I'll be on the 8th floor of the Marriott.'
"So what are all we gonna do once we get there?" Nicole asked. Sirayah just shrugged.
"I dunno. The party isn't until 9. I guess hang at the hotel or something."
After she parked her car at the bus station, we loaded our luggage on to the bus and began our hour long journey to New York. Maryland has this bus called 'Super Bus' it would literally take us out of Maryland all the way to NY. I was falling in and out of sleep on the bus. I could faintly here Sirayah talk to Huey on the phone but forgot most of what she was talking about. I was exhausted by the time we reached the station at NY.
"Girls!" I wiped my eyes to see the ever energetic Cindy bounce her tall self our way. She gave both me and Ya-ya torso shattering hugs. Her smile nearly faltered when she noticed Nicole.
"Oh, hey there." That was a forced greeting.
"Hey Cindy." We all said in unison.
"Uhm, hey uhm…Nicole…I had no idea you were coming. I planned to share only a 3 bedroom suite with the girls…" Cindy said.
"No problem, that's my mistake…Nicole I'll get you a room at the same place we're staying at."
"Oh no, you don't have to do that. I brought my own money girl." She smiled.
"Where are we staying?" She asked as we were retrieving our luggage.
"The Marriott." Cindy said. When we reached the hotel, we got our keys and room numbers and stood aside to let Nicole get her room. I learned that Huey had a room on the 8th floor with Riley; our rooms were on the 7th.
"Let me get the Executive Suite." Nicole said. Huh? That was all the way on the 9th floor…and more expensive!
"Will that include the sky roof and Jacuzzi?"
"Yes."
"That will be 13,300 dollars." I gawked at the price. I'm not saying Nicole is a poor ass…but she does NOT have that kind of money! And if she does…where the hell she get it from? I arched my eyebrow at that. I'm keeping a close eye on her. Sirayah and Cindy looked equally stunned. Nicole picked up her bags…her authentic Gucci bag luggage. I noticed that earlier…she's name branded down…way more than before. While in the elevator, Nicole spoke again.
"Are the boys here?"
"No, they're out doing stuff…I think they're with Caesar." Cindy said. When we reached our floor, we got out and faced her. She waved at us.
"See you at the party ladies." The door closed shut.
"…How the hell she get money to afford that? I mean…we all got good rooms, but we didn't want to make it obvious we were here." Cindy said. I looked at Sirayah who just had a blank expression on her face before speaking.
"I don't…know." I wanted to say something, but I didn't want to go off on her in front of Cindy. That girl is being played, family or not! What's all going to happen for her to understand that?
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Nicole's POV
I smiled brightly; this right here was the life. I could live here forever. Crush linen sheets, crushed carpet molded in between my pedicure nails. Ahh! I threw myself on my queen sized bed. I know…I'm wrong for doing what I did. I actually did try to leave out about Sirayah as much as possible, but you can't get by in this world without making a few sacrifices, in the name of fame and fortune, sacrifices are REQUIRED. Alice on the other hand…I could care less. She should pay for laying a single finger on my Caramel God that is Escobar. The very thought of her touching him makes my skin prickle. She doesn't deserve him, and if I have to drag her name in the mud to get what I want. So be it! Tonya also promised me that she could get my foot in the door to be a musician as well. I'm down to do whatever, whenever! All in the name of stardom! All my life, I wanted people to look at me and treat me better than everyone else. I want to be like Beyonce and Jay-Z, renting out an entire hospital floor for a single kid just because I CAN. Stars can have ANYTHING they want! Anything! I wish Sirayah would realize that.
It's all about me, and I'm fine with it. Did I feel guilty for selling out my own blood? …Of course I did…a little bit. But I reassured myself that everything will fall into place, when she finds out or when I decide to come clean, she'll forgive me easily. Then, I'll get a record deal, makes a shit load of money…and I'll claim my Escobar as rightfully mine. I guess you can say I have my own plans on how to make that dream a reality.
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Riley's POV
Alice came to my room, wearing gray yoga pants and purple tank with the matching ballerina flats with her hair tied back into a puffy ponytail. Even in casual wear she gets me hot.
"Hey." She said as I hugged her.
"Sup ma." I was fighting so hard not to jump on her…she was making that shit so difficult…but this is serious so I really need to focus.
"Hey, I really…want to apologize for that shit at Woodcrest." I shook my head. I don't know…every since this chick came in my life…I've been more…conscious to my shit….even my writing changed. And that one song I wrote 'Loser'…I really want people to feel where I'm coming from. I'm not some whiny ass nigga…but rather a nigga who's had a rough life…and I'm a grown ass man and I can't even handle the stress of real world problems. I'm selfish, cocky, and I'm very hard to understand, no matter how easy you read my feelings. You read them, but do you see them? Do you understand why I do the shit I do? I doubted. A man's heart is equally as complicated, but because we're men…we can't show it. How fucked would I look if I were to admit to the world I've been heartbroken for five years? That's right…it took me that long to get over that Cindy shit. It was never healthy for me…especially with MY psyche. And to be honest….I don't want to be unhealthy for Alice. I may not deserve her, but fuck all that, she's what I need right now. I'm a mess, but I don't care.
"It's alright Riley…I'm glad you're taking the time out to address that." I looked at her and put my head on the couch.
"You really want to know my story Al? Well…sit back…I got some shit to tell." It felt like eternity telling Alice my story…I was concerned about how she'd look at me after that.
"…Damn Riley….and you're still cool with Cindy? Can I ask…why?"
"I'm crazy like that Alice…we're crazy like that."
"Alice…we're a close circle…but along the way to where all of us are now…we had our own shit amongst ourselves. Cindy ain't perfect, and damn it, me neither. We've all did some shit we're not proud of."
"Caesar feels guilty from time to time, as so does Cindy. We never speak of it because…we're scared that if we do…our friendship would be lost forever…but we're real enough to each other to understand where we all stand at. We're all we got in this fake Hollywood world…we can't trust anyone else out here. Why lose friends over petty little shit like this? Because that's what Cindy and I were before that...we were friends."
Could I have been low down and called those two out on a track? Of course…but…I'm actually better than that. A small piece in my heart still loved Cindy, but through this other song I wrote recently…I let her go. I did do a track about Cindy…but it's not dissing her…rather…letting her know how much she hurt me. When I wrote that song…I really felt like I casted half my demons out. Those demons wouldn't let me move on from Cindy…and I finally found where to put them. I care for Alice…and she's where I need to be.
"Hey Riley…do you…still lover her?" Alice asked me, looking frightened.
"I do. But I'm not IN love her. You can fall out of love, but you is not gonna stop loving your first." Her eyes lowered behind her lashes.
"Oh…"
I wrote a song about Alice too…I think I'll put that out before Loser.
"How do you feel about that?" I asked.
"…I'm jealous…and upset." She sighed. "Do you really want to be with me Riley? Please…tell me the truth."
"I do."
"…Why is our relationship starting out with so many problems? Are we even meant to be?"
"Yes." I said simply. She was brought to the club that night for a reason, I'm sure of it. She stood out to me from all the other girls that were there. Yeah we already coming out the ass with issues, but that's life.
"We're cool?" Alice didn't say anything, which led me to sit closer to her and I placed my chin on her shoulder.
"We cool?" I asked again.
"…I guess."
"Don't guess. You know." I turned her face to mine and I kissed her. I may have been wrong with Cindy, but I was positive this time.
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Huey's POV
After my shower I was getting ready for the party. It was all black attire for Riley's party. He wanted to be Anti-Puffy, and instead of all white, you are to wear black, which was fine with me. I hated the color white anyway. It would pretend to be pure and docile…but not black…it knows what it is and isn't. I put on my black button down shirt that had the white accented tattoo wings on the back. It really wasn't my style, but Riley insisted I wear it, he told me I'd look 'as fly as a motha fucka' with it on, plus he bought it for me and didn't want to 'waste fuckin' money on yo' plain ass, but it's my party, look correct nigga'. Psh, whatever you say Riley. After I sprayed on the cologne, I made my way down to the girls' floor. When the elevator opened, I almost jumped in shock. I had forgotten that Nicole was here with them. She was in her black attire as well and smiled at me. Something about her said 'virus.' She was as fake as her hair to me…and I will never trust her.
Her antics are old and boring to me. I can't see why Sirayah would act like she doesn't see this shit right in her face. She either really loves her, or is currently taking stupid pills, suffering with the side effect of gullible. I walked in the elevator casually, acting as if she was a total stranger.
"Wow Huey, not gonna say hello?"
"Hello." I was as stale as a cracker. Who she trying to play here? I'm none of Sirayah.
"Salty ass nigga." She muttered.
"I heard that…don't get nasty…you're not ready for me." She looked at me like she was tempted to try me but didn't follow through. But, I was plagued with a question. I couldn't help but notice she left from the 9th floor.
"One question and I'm done…why aren't you sharing a room with the girls?" Cindy told me she had rented out one of the biggest suites under us, and would share it with the girls.
"I'm not the type to share. I have my own bars; I don't need to share rooms."
"And how you get them bars?" I raised an eyebrow quizzically. She gave me a slick smile and released a her breath.
"That's more than one question nigga, learn to count. Mind your business too while you're doing that." Just when I was about to tell this bitch off, the elevator door opened the door and revealed the girls laughing and chattering. I'm guessing they all bonded? They rushed inside.
"Hey people!" Cindy greeted us. She gave a perplexing expression when she saw how tight mine was, only to quickly fix her face back into a smile.
"Yo Cindy, what's up." Nicole returned the greeting. She glared at me for a split second before cutting her eyes to the cousin she sold out.
"Hey Sirayah, when we get back to the hotel, come to my room please?"
"Okay."
I knew what she was going to do when she got there too. When it came to me, it was a wrap. She didn't want me anymore. She could tell I wasn't with the shit and I wasn't going to play her silly games. I am the oldest one here, ain't shit she won't pull I haven't seen or experienced. She's on to me, and I know she will make ways to maneuver around me. My thoughts were cut short when Sirayah spoke to me.
"You lookin' pretty good!" she ran her finger down my chest.
"When don't I ever look good?" I wasn't being conceited, but really…when did I ever look busted?
"Ego maniac." Nicole rolled her light brown contact eyes.
"You liked this you-" I caught myself, realizing all the girls were staring at me. I huffed on the inside. Let it go Huey…she isn't worth it. When we were at the final floor, the cleared out, but Nicole stayed behind and faced me.
"I don't like you, and maybe my cousin shouldn't be with you."
"So you can be?" I challenged.
"No honey, you are not all that, well not anymore." She laughed. "You're one cocky little bastard."
"But Riley is? Give it up; you sold your own people out for nothing. I'm not stupid, and when Sirayah finally gets her head out her ass you'll—"
"I'll what Huey Freeman? What the fuck are you going to do? Snitch or some shit?"
So it was true.
"No. I will sit back and watch you burn at the stake. Karma is a bitch little girl. You will be taught. Trust."
She smirked at me.
"I haven't got a clue as to what karma is." She strutted away towards the exit, like she told me some shit. She haven't got a clue? Hahaha! Her, Tonya, and Jazmine, oh, they'll learn. They'll all learn.
I was quiet in the limo ride. Nicole's declaration put a damper on me of some sorts. I watched her in disgust as she was talking all friendly to them. I knew Cindy and Alice were not buying it, but it was just pathetic to watch Sirayah remain oblivious. I sighed, I need a drink. I opened the bar compartment and pulled out a bottle of Courvoisier.
"AY DAWG, PUT THAT SHIT BACK!" Cindy cried, like I offended her deeply.
"What?" I asked irritable.
"You BEST save that Courvoisier for the party! Fuck is wrong with you?"
"It's more at the party!" I shouted, seriously upset now.
"Huey…you may not be a heavy drinker like your brother…but for real man…you down that Courvoisier. You know Hiro's bar doesn't carry a lot of that, and when he does, you kill the bottle first! It's not big you know. Courvoisier is my favorite liquor too." Cindy whined. I tossed the bottle at her whiny ass.
"Have it! Damn." I mumbled. I turned to see was there another bottle…there wasn't. I sighed heavily. Can't drink, can't yell at Nicole, damn what CAN I do? I was actually glad we arrived at the damn place. As soon as Hiro saw me, I had to ask him did he have any Courvoisier.
"…Damn I don't get a hey? You want to ask me about some alcohol?" He asked plainly as well as dryly.
"Do you?"
"…Caesar took the last bottle."
"FUCK!"
Hiro just looked at me and laughed and pulled me into a slight hug.
"Hey man." I said finally.
"Sup. Still the same. It's been a while!" Hiro Otomo was my Asian American highschool buddy. He moved to Woodcrest during my 10th grade year and we connected over his love of music, particularly Hip-Hop. He showed me and Cease his Dee jaying skills, and when Cease got his deal, he made Hiro known for his skills. He helped Hiro open this club and gave Haruna the job she has now. We have always supported each other; we would never forget those who were there for us back in the day. He grew his hair out to his shoulders and a rocked a goatee now. He hugged Cindy tightly and smiled at Alice and Sirayah, his onyx eyes sparkled, full of welcome.
"This is my girl Sirayah, and this is Riley's girl, Alice." He proceeded to hug them.
"Welcome ladies. Oh, I know about you Sirayah. You HAVE to play live here one day."
"I will." She smiled brightly. As soon as we walked into the club, I saw Cease rapping on stage with Riley.
"Ay, this my nigga man!" Cease put his arm around him. "Congrats Riley, let's party up in this bitch!" Hiro got back to his place and spun 'Niggas in Paris' beat.
"Ahhh damn Hiro! You know that is my SHIT!" Caesar yelled in the mic. Both Riley and Cease rocked back in forth to the beat. Cindy jumped on stage to join them. Cease proceeded to do this goofy ass freestyle. I swear this man is stupid:
"Flow so hot like monkey breath!
Breath mints, Listerine
Fuck out my face before you kill me!
Flow so hot like a stanky shoe
My bullshit rhymes still shits on you
Pole jocking, dick riding
Mothafuckas out here still tryin' to doubt me
Don't test my skill
Don't wreck my flow
Mothafucka I'm nice, don't you know!
Brooklyn we in here!
Brooklyn bitch, don't show fear!
Poppin models, pouring bottles
Niggas in Paris bitch, don't you bother!
My team is running shit
Yo team whack and gay bitch
Running from the booth like a lost tire
My napalm spit set yo ass on fire!
Flow go so hard, broke ass niggas wanna try me!"
"DAT SHI CRAY!" Riley cried. I just smiled and shook my head.
"DON'T LET US GET IN OUR ZOOOONE, DON'T LET US GET IN OUR ZOOONE, DON'T LET US GET IN OUR ZONE." They yelled during the static part of the beat. Alice cheered as she recorded the performance on her phone. Sirayah was at the bar ordering her a drink. Soon enough, Hiro was spinning tracks off Riley's album. People were dancing, laughing, and overall, having a good time. Riley signed albums…and a few titties, much to Alice's chagrin but she hid her annoyance well. But the girls were…surprisingly nice towards her, they even wanted Al in the pictures. I guess since she was being a good sport about Riley signing their boobs, they decided she was cool.
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Alice's POV
Me, Riley and his…groupies were sitting at a table. I was antsy, because out of all of them, there was one certain girl who eyed me the most. She was my complexion, a fair almond tone, with red and black two tone weave with a simple black tube top dress, decked in jewelry.
"You're so nice." She said as she circled her finger in my hair, to which I lightly pulled the strand from around her finger.
"Yeah, my chick is legit ladies." Riley said proudly.
"So, you're comfortable with your man surrounded by so much pussy?" one asked me. Wow uhm…
"It comes along with the territory, as long as they respect the boundaries." I shrugged it off. I decided I am willing to trust Riley; I can't stop females from liking him. And I knew I would converse with some of his fans sooner or later. All of them looked skeptic, but they also had another look on their face…I couldn't pin point. I glanced over to see Nicole texting on her phone, and who knows what that girl was saying.
"…Are you bi?" The one who played in my hair asked. Riley's facial expression went blank. The others slowly turned their heads to her, awkwardly.
"Are you willing to do threesomes? Because I wouldn't mind fuckin' the both of you senseless." She continued. Everyone at the table was dead quiet. Cindy heard her and it showed in her face. She looked at me and Riley like meat. I was scared for my life! This was NOT what I was expecting to happen. This was so…awkward! She was so blunt! You know…I heard of fans saving face when they know of spouses…but that was too much! Riley faced me and immediately I said no.
"Uhm…so…..anyway. How'd you meet Esco?" One desperately tried to change the subject. The girl was still eyeing us with lust.
"Huey's other party…back in Maryland." I said.
"Is it true you dated Lamiltion Taeshawn?" I frowned. The FUCK she know about that? Whipped my head back at the direction of Nicole, whom was absent from her spot on the wall. The bi-girl put her hand on my thigh, looking me right in my face.
"Fuck the haters baby; you're beautiful to me regardless. You know why they all up in your shit? Because you ARE the shit. You are the baddest bitch in here. Look who you with NOW girl, who the fuck cares about the LAST nigga?" Riley scooted her hand off me. The girl who asked me about Lamilton just looked at her sideways.
"Ay…I'm not losing my woman to another one. But you do have a point on that. Heh."
"I told you I can share Esco baby! You thought I was kidding about that threesome? I'm down, I don't care."
"Naw!"
"…Well can I watch?" Me and Riley just cracked up after that. Hey, I choose this life. I choose to stick by Riley's side through whatever. Hahahaha! I was creeped out, hell yeah, but I let it go. The girl huffed and folded her arms.
"Tonya lied! She said you were a bisexual! I knew it! You were too cute to be bi! It's always the real sexy ones who're straight."
Okay, hands down. When I see that bitch, I'm kicking her ass. What the hell? Riley was laughing super hard.
"Okay, I got to give that ho credit, that is funny." I sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes.
"Hey, you cool Al, we like you!"
"Yeaaa, let's party with the sexiest and most hated on couple in this BITCH!" They ordered more drinks, and the laughs continued. You know what? I'm having fun. They took more pictures with me and Riley and put them all on their Twitter and Facebook. Well for now, I'm having the time of my life. Middle finger to my haters! But I'm not stupid; I will NOT forget to tell Sirayah that Nicole told Tonya my shit. I should go find her and cut her. But you know what? I won't ruin Riley's night for her.
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Nicole's POV
"No, she just chilled with them." I told Tonya. I took all the necessary pictures and I was CERTAIN she was gonna trip when those ho's asked Riley to sign they tits, but she actually RAN with it. I could feel Tonya's disbelief through the phone.
"Are you serious? …she may be more of a down ass bitch than I thought she'd be…" I rolled my eyes.
"No she's not! She WILL crack under pressure eventually. I know her."
"Fine, I already deposited your money and what not, did you get it?"
"Yea…and hey…when can I meet the CEO of Artista?" I'm not playing around about this record deal.
"Next week when I fly you out to Miami, there's a new rapper out there I want you to meet, his name is Cairo."
Me and Tonya has gotten quite close, I do more than tell her shit, she gives me dirt on everyone else too…and we talk to each other about other things. We understand each other and what are goals are.
"Okay, who's this Cairo nigga?"
"Girl, I don't know, my source say he from Chicago, and he can lay down some tracks, he called me out to his signing party, so I'm gonna go down there and scope him out, go see what all he about."
"Okay, I'm down. When do we hit Miami next week?"
"Thursday night, gonna be there Friday morning."
"Okay, so how you been?" I asked, making small talk. I haven't been able to meet her in person yet, but I'm anxious to.
"I've been fine, just doing my usual. Getting paid to do nothing, soon you'll know how it feels." She laughed, I joined in. Yeah, I'm gonna roll in the deep. Watch out HollyWould…I'm taking the crown!
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Huey's POV
Yeah…I'm slightly buzzed. But, I can say I never get shit-faced in public like Riley does, well…no…I take that back. I've never been stone cold drunk. I was sitting back enjoying my buzz when Hiro put on Sean Paul's 'Get Busy'
"OLD SCHOOL SHIT! WHAT YA'LL KNOW ABOUT THIS?" He cried to the crowd. Everyone got on the floor, I felt Sirayah grab my hand.
"Let's go!" she laughed. She dragged me in the crowd and put my arms around her waist and DAMN she didn't waste any time grinding up against me. Normally…I don't do this…but I'd be lying if I said this didn't feel so good to me. She pushed harder against me; I bit back a moan as I lowered my hands to her thighs, pushing her more into me. She reached over, putting her arm around my neck and pushed me down to kiss her. People were doing too much of the same thing to notice us. It didn't take me long to lead her to the back to continue. Pinning her against the wall, we continued our heated make-out session. Pressing my body against hers she rocked her hips to mine. I had to break the kiss, this was getting too real.
"My place, you down?" I asked.
"Let's go." She said hoarsely. We kissed again. Holding her hand I led the way out the club, but not before stopping at Riley's table. I know the only reason he isn't nearly as tipsy was because of Alice, that's good.
"Yo Riley, I'm about to go." I yelled over the music.
"OKAY! BYE! Have fun!" he smiled widely at me and Sirayah. We caught a cab back to my spot. You already know what happened once we got to my hotel. Man…was she a wild one. I don't smoke…but after that session, I needed a glass of water and a cigarette just to calm my nerves. Damn.
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Riley's POV
That nigga is getting it IN. HAHAHAHA! I knew the deal, they left so damn fast, you'da thought that would be the only time in their life they'd ever have sex. Hahaha. You go Huey, I'm proud. I'm so proud; I wanted to follow in his footsteps for once. I smirked at Alice.
"You drunk yet?"
"No."
"Good, I want you to be sober when I'm hitting that ass."
"Hehehehe. See you in the next 7 months."
I sat there in silence.
"…Aw hell naw." She looked around our table and towards the bar.
"Where's Caesar and Cindy? They were gone for a while…"
"They are having sex like Huey and Sirayah. Let's be a part of the team man!" She laughed again.
"In due time." I groaned. The first time in my life, Huey has gotten ass before me.
…Shit. I looked at Alice and nodded. I did promise to walk, and I'm not tryin' to force the girl to do anything. Alright.
"So I'm sleepin' alone tonight?" she kissed me.
"No, but that's all will happen. Sleep."
That's fine, as long as there's a warm body beside me, and that body belonging to Alice, I could care less, she was there. And that's all that's important to a nigga.
WHOOO. After party activities indeed. HAHAHA! I cannot express how poppin the next chapter will be. Love you guys. -kiss