Okay. New installment. Let's dive on in
Paige: Yes. Yes it was that good. lol I know, that bi chick was actually taken from personal experience... :( lol
yay, thank you. I had a time writing that rap.
Jazavelli: Nicole hates Alice but ended up throwing both her and Sirayah under the bus. lol Thank you for your review. Oh and Huey will have a huge thug moment soon...real soon. That will be hilarious to me...Hahahah LOL.
Aoi-Chan: THANK YOU LOVE. Happy you like it. :D
Deadman2k47: Hahaha. Thank you dear.
Iloveyou: Haha thank you. I still laugh at the whole Mozart couple thing. Thanks for liking that freestyle, I've heard some goofy shit in my day, so that was what inspired me.
Schweetpea: No worries, Sirayah will in due time! And yea, they learned to let that all go. Hahaha yes, my homegirl Al is MAKING Riley wait for it. You can't always get it for free! lol
Disclaimer: DON'T OWN BD
Chapter Ten: Tide Runs High
"Do you have what it takes to be number one?"- Cairo Rivera
Sirayah's POV
I stirred in my sleep.
"Uhm." I grumbled. My phone was ringing off the hook. Reaching wildly on the nightstand, I finally took a grip of my phone to answer.
"He-hell-hell-o-o?" My broken speech revealed my brain was very much still sleep.
"What happened to you last night? I was waiting." An irritated Nicole asked. I turned around to see Huey nowhere in the room. Sitting up and wrapping the blanket around my bare body I remembered I was supposed to talk with her. I yawned before speaking, getting my head together.
"So sorry…I forgot. I went right to sleep."
"Oh, alright, well I'm coming down to see you." I gawked and went into frenzy.
"NO! I uhm, I'm still tired Nicki, tell you what, let me squeeze in another hour of sleep, and I swear I'll come up to your room to see you!" She was quiet, as if she did not only think I was lying, but was trying to contemplate something.
"Okay well, I will see you when you wake up." Voice was monotone.
"Alright, bye." I through my body back down after I hung the phone up. Just when I thought I'd get some quiet, my phone rang again, but this time it was Alice, but like Nicole, she too had something on her mind.
"I have something to tell you. You must be with Huey?"
"Yea, I'll be down in a few." And also like Nicki, she had attitude in her voice, damn what is this? I was already beginning to get worried. I crawled out the bed and took out my extra clothes I had in my bag, took my shower, brushed my teeth, and walked out to see Huey with a tray of breakfast on the bed.
"I was trying to surprise you…ugh…you would wake up." I smiled at his gesture. He watched me as I got dressed and whistled with each move I made, which made me laugh. I sat beside him as I took a look at what he had fixed us. Buckwheat pancakes topped with freshly cut strawberries, accompanied with champagne glasses filled with orange juice.
"Yum!" I clapped excitedly. I kissed his cheek and rested my head on his broad shoulder.
"Thank you dear!" He raised his glass.
"A toast, to a new relationship, and awesome sex...no really…are you sure you aren't leaving anything out to me about your previous relationships."
"I must confess Huey." I looked at him. "I was once a great stripper, all the moves I put on you were taught by the Goddess of Cabaret."
"I should thank her then, that shit was immaculate." I laughed at his stupidity as we toasted. After he drank half of the juice down he spoke again.
"…You were kidding about being a stripper though right?"
"….Yes."
"Oh, good, because I was second guessing you…don't kid around like that." I shook my head.
"Hey Huey…I've been thinking…all this…all of what's happening…we're having fun now, but it will get nastier as time goes by, won't it?"
"Of course it is. I say we cut the bull and kill Tonya, that way people will learn gossip will get you killed…"
"But there are millions of other people out there like Tonya…ridding of one will not help."
"Let's start an American genocide."
"You know what? It's sad to know you're not kidding." My voice was dry.
"You damn right I'm not kidding. I'd assassinate every douche who wears skinny jeans and-"
"Aw Huey, if guys want to choke their nuts out, that's THEIR business!" I cackled. That was our morning, breakfast and bed and talking about all the things that annoyed Huey in mainstream society. Hehehe, it was typical, but I loved it.
o0o
Cindy's POV
Alice was still held up in her room doing something…and I was bored. So turning up the music, I blasted Jazzy's new hit 'Only Girl in the World' I sang along as I cleaned the kitchen.
'Want you to make me feel
Like I'm the only girl in the world
Like I'm the only one you'd ever love
Like I'm the only who can understand
Knows how to make you feel like a maaaaan
Ohhhhhh
Only girl in the world!'
Last night was a ball. Me and Cease got it in, as usual, hehe, me and Alice didn't come home until 5 in the morning, I already knew where Ya-Ya was. It was no doubt Huey was diggin her, and I'm happy for them. I'm happy for Riley and Alice too; she looks like a good fit for him. As I was singing, I felt like I was distracting my own thoughts from wondering to Alice. She was acting different to me…maybe I'm being too sensitive and paranoid. Sensitive for thinking she doesn't like me for some reason…and paranoia for knowing what it could be. I scrubbed harder at the counter. Why do I feel guilty all of a sudden? Sigh…I know what I did to Riley was wrong…it was above wrong. But…I didn't know he was like that. I always seen Riley like a rolling stone, never to be caught, nor ever wanted it to be. I was young and thought he was thinking it was only a sex thing…but holy hell I didn't know I was the first girl he slept with. I didn't realize…or cared to notice he felt something for me. I was young, dumb, and selfish. I sighed as I placed the towel on the sink and just stood there, staring down at the faucet.
I don't want him to do Alice the way I did him. Plain and simple. The façade he fell under before he met her was looking more like a cry of help from a person who was too stubborn to admit he needs help. All that partying, constantly being high and drunk all the time…don't these people ever stop to think this guy was running from something serious? Not just Riley…Jazmine too. I've heard the rumors she's on cocaine and what not…and even she won't tell me. I would occasionally smoke weed but…I already said I won't fuck myself up over anything. No surgeries, no heavy duty drugs…no nothing. People in this industry have deep mental problems whether people want to believe it or not. Fame can make people crazy, you hear me? Crazy. Their neither fans nor critics make it any better. You love these strangers…you make them feel superhuman, always putting unrealistic standards on us and if we do not meet them…somehow it disappoints them. Sometimes I wonder did I make the right choice…did Riley make the right choice by throwing ourselves in the limelight. We're too unstable for all this.
Guah, if Riley did snap over the years, I'm the bitch that made him that way. I wish I hadn't done that. But sometimes I think he'd make a mess of his life even if we were together. I just don't want to carry the cross of knowing I could have had a hand in ruining someone else's life. Telling someone you're sorry don't do shit. It doesn't erase the pain; it doesn't excuse what you do. All it is are empty words solely to ease the guilty mind. I cared for Riley, but not the way he wanted me to…and if that happens to Al…I will feel…guilty. I snapped out my trance when I heard a door open and close, soon Sirayah came waltzing in the kitchen.
"Hey Cindy!" she hugged me tightly. I blinked rapidly before I could say anything.
"He-hey! Someone had a good night." I sat at on the bar stool. She turned around and grinned at me.
"I sure did." Not before long, Alice came into the kitchen, with a full blown attitude. I mean her hand was on her hip, eyebrows were knitted, and she put more weight on her right leg, making her lean with a stance like she was going to tell her ass off.
"Tell your bitch ass cousin to stay the fuck up out my business; her trick ass didn't learn the first time." Uh-Oh, I knew bringing her was going to start some shit.
"What?"
"Now I'm CERTAIN she told Tonya about me! She must've gotten paid to do it too. Look at her living like she somebody. Someone at the club asked me about LAMILTON Sirayah! LAMILTON. How the hell they know all that? Huh? Huh? Because your weak ass cousin, that's why!" she continued to scream.
"Alice, calm your ass down, I'm not the one who-"
"YOU BROUGHT THE BITCH HERE! God! I'm sick of your blind ass. She playin' you and talking all this shit behind your back and you refuse to see it. Why? Because she's your cousin? She stopped giving a damn about that a long time ago honey. Get smart."
I just sat there watching the fireworks escalate. Sirayah was mad now.
"I'm blind now? I didn't want to believe that because I know she's better than what people say about her! Damn it, she's troubled!" She ran past Alice and slammed her bedroom door. I remained silent as Alice followed suit and slammed her door shut. I rested my head on the counter, covering it with my arms. This was supposed to be fun. Now everyone's mad and hostile at each other. Alice could've handled that better…but she was right. Sirayah needed to see she was no good. Maybe telling her wasn't the way…rather she needed to see…and hear it with her own eyes and ears. Maybe because Nicole was family, she didn't want to hear it from outsiders' mouths about her cousin. It's hard accepting to hear from other people your family is shit. I could talk about my mom all day…but if someone said the same thing…I'd hit them in the mouth. The bond between family members is strong…but a complicated one. Sighing, I turned the music off and fell onto the couch. I dialed Jazz, but as usual, no answer. After awhile my eyes got glassy from just staring at the TV, because Lord knows I wasn't watching it.
o0o
Jazmine's POV
I staggered past all the passed out people. Long night, heavy partying, fun all round regardless. I was living it up in Las Vegas for Nina Star's Sin City party she had at Club Dice. The night ended in her hotel room with several people, probably had sex with a few, I don't know. I don't remember. I walked in the bath room to see Nina passed out in the tub. I know the bitch ain't dead because her grip on the Christal was too tight. After throwing water on my face I knelt down and shook her shoulder.
"Mmfmm…" she muttered as her head drooped even more forward.
"Nina get up." I was bored with her. She began to snore so I turned on the water, letting it fall on her face.
"FUCK!" She jerked up and fell out the tub.
"Damn ho, what the hell?" she got up and walked out the bathroom, after she left, I used it. I heard her throw all the people out. When I was done, she was sitting on the couch putting her hair in a ponytail.
"Getting my hair wet in shit…" she shook her head. I rolled my eyes and ignored her as she continued to mutter about her precious hair. I proceeded to freshen myself up as she did lines on the table.
"Snorting snow this early eh?" I sat beside her.
"This is my breakfast." She snorted her third line. She sat back on the couch, the high getting to her. I did my two lines but I couldn't stay, I had to leave for a photo shoot.
"Heeeeey, where ya goin?" she called lightly.
"To my shoot."
"Okay, want to head up another club tonight?" I turned to her.
"Isn't that what we always do?" Go to parties, shop, fuck, and do drugs. Outside of music, that's my schedule. Its hard work, so much to do in so little time. Blah, blah blah. I ended up taking pictures with my shades on, because I knew my eyes were far away from reality right now. I looked through Twitter and people were still buzzin' on the Freeman bitches. Apparently they were in the club themselves last night. Riley and Huey's picture was taken. Riley was lookin' like his typical make-believe thug self and throwing up the 'Rock on!' hand gesture, and Huey was standing beside him with him with his lips curled up, Caesar was smiling that huge smile as usual, and Hiro throwing up the peace sign. Then I saw the pictures of the girls. Ugh. They are not all cute. Just a few weeks ago everyone hated them and now since Riley girl takes a few stupid pictures with his stupid ho fans she's liked? Just like that? Oh, and I saw that little violin stint on YouTube. Anyone can play an instrument; shit wasn't extraordinary as people made it out to be. It had 2,000,500 views now, whatever, my videos has well over 200,150,477 overall video views.
"I'm better than her…" I muttered as I fell asleep in my car.
o0o
Huey's POV
"You told her? That's real good?" I shook Riley's shoulder. Now he and Alice can have a more healthy start in their relationship. I'm proud!
"Yeah, so enough about me, how was it?" he smiled as he nudged my shoulders.
"How was what?" Caesar asked as he walked out the kitchen with a glass of juice.
"Huey got some ass last night." He laughed.
"Really bruh? You tapped?" he teased with Riley.
"What the fuck? I'm 25, not 16, the hell?"
"It's rare to see you act out Huey. You and her probably 'eat crumpets and drink tea.' Bwahahaha!" Riley's poor imitation of the English accent was stupid….and Cease should get smacked for laughing at that.
"How do you know about that Riley? What are saying? I can do what you do…probably more…"
"I'm saying you stale nigga!" he was still laughing.
I folded my arms. I'm always portrayed as some little perfect goody two shoes. What? I can't have meaningless sex with my fans? I can't do drugs? I'm not capable of screwing up? Where did this…misconception come from? I'm no walk in the park, I'm anything but pleasant. I'm not squeaky clean, sometimes I hate that. I know it sounds crazy, well to Riley it'd sound crazy for me to say that. As a kid, I never got on Riley to just be a buzz kill; I was trying to teach that all actions will have a consequence. Riley was always pinned as the screw up because he was always doing stupid shit. When I act out…no body gives me a second look. I'm an asshole, what's so great about that?
Cease and Riley looked at me with skeptical looks, only to crack up laughing again.
"Tempting, but bluffs none the less, the most you ever do is drink."
I was about to talk when Cease answered his phone.
"Hello?...What? The hell? Who? Who the fuck is that? What he say? Is the bitch still on talking shit?" I frowned. Was someone starting beef with Cease or something? Without speaking, he fixed his phone to radio transmission and we heard some guy clowning Cease…and Riley.
"Yeah I mean, I can sound like EmCea, but the nigga too philosophical no one wants to her that bull. He probably off chillin with his white woman and shit, nigga probably never moved a bar in his life. Hahaha, don't he look like a wanna be Bob Marley to you?"
"What the fuck? Who messin' with the team?" Riley hollered pissed. I was frowning myself. Who was this lil fuck boy? That shit didn't start there, he moved on to my brother. I don't know his name yet, but nigga fucked up. Don't you talk shit about my brother, unless you want my foot in your brain.
"I like Esco…he aight with his craft, but nigga soft to me. I'on know…something about him says phony." Riley hopped up out his seat.
"NIGGA FINNA CATCH A CLASS A ASS WHOOPING. THE FUCK IS-"
"Hahahahaha! Damn Cairo, you getting in these folks. But eh man, it is what it is, listen to his new smash hit, 'I'm A Wild Boy'." Riley and I faced each other in shock.
"…CAIRO?" Cease looked at us back and forth.
"You know who this little bitch is?"
"I do…he used to be a childhood friend of mine back in Chicago." Caesar wasn't amused. He ran his fingers through his dreads and took a big intake of air.
"Mm. I see." He scratched the side of his face and leaned in the chair.
"He violated. I'll have to teach this fool a lesson. Ain't no nigga with a garbage ass song gonna call me out. Word." He stood up and went to go write no doubt.
"Niggas wanna take us to war, we'll take em' to war!" Riley followed him. I just shook my head and sighed. Cairo is the last person to be on my plate of annoying people, there is no telling what will happen now.
o0o
Sirayah's POV
I sat there in Nicole's room. I was seeing her mouth move, but I didn't hear anything. I was looking at her, but I didn't see her. I was sitting lazily on her couch, propping my arm up on the couches arm to hold my head in my hand just staring at her. She snapped her fingers at me.
"You alright?"
"…I know you've been lying to me." I sighed. She gave me a weird look.
"Haha, girl what are you talking about?"
"I'm done humoring you. Did you talk to Tonya or not? Tell the truth." Her face dropped and twisted right back up again.
"Alice talked to you, didn't she?"
"Did you or did you not?" I was staying right at square one. She gave me a blank expression and pulled out a hunk of cash that could choke a horse.
"It slipped out. I didn't mean to do it. I knew you'd get angry with me so…here's a little payment."
I smiled, but I was not amused.
"My privacy, my reputation, my entire life… you traded all of that for some lousy wad of cash?"
"There you go, all dramatic again, look. People were going to talk regardless. Cut your losses."
"I don't want your fucking money." I replied hotly.
"Then don't take it, more for me." She snatched up the bills and stuffed it back in her purse. How did she become so selfish? When did she get so cold? She wanted attention that bad huh? I shook my head, threw it back and laughed.
"Ohh…you." I said after calming down. I grabbed my clutch and my phone and walked towards the door.
"Nicole, I loved you. I would defend you when everyone got on me about you. You know what? Go ahead and talk. But be for warned…I will not save you anymore. You're out here on your own. You chose the world over me, the cousin you once called sister. No love lives here anymore. I'll let the world teach you who your real friends are." And I left and never looked back. When I went back to my room, Alice was standing outside.
"Hey…" she stared down and the multi colored marbled floor.
"Hey." She looked up at me.
"Sorry…I was really mad earlier…"
"It's all good…I understand. It's over. I cut Nicole." I was sad though. We went from Barbies, to boys, to shopping sprees and crashed to nothing.
"You guys were right I just…didn't want to believe she'd do that. I'm such a dumbass." I felt drops of tears fall from my eyes. She pulled me into a hug. No amount of hugs can heal my hurt. But when people are headstrong like that no matter who they are to you…you have to let them learn the hard way.
And I promise you, Nicole will learn.
o0o
Nicole's POV
I was stars truck! Miami was poppin! Tonya and I attended Cairo's signing party. Before I came, I brushed up on the nigga, his music is banging! 'I'm A Wild Boy' was riding close behind Escobar's "I Am Escobar" in the charts. I think he can give that puny nigga a run for his money. I never thought I'd ever attend such a high scale club with so many important people! I loved every minute of it! Plus this was a great distraction from Sirayah. She was trippin, I know she was, a bitch can call her up and she'll be around. I'll just give her more time. She knows she won't leave me out to dry. She's bluffing, it almost worked though, I won't front. There was no point in being the mole anymore anyway, we got the train rolling, and now it's on its course. It was now time to focus on me. Tonya was leading me through the crowd to the VIP room where Cairo was. When we found him, he smiled and motioned us over. My heart was racing! Could Tonya really get me a record deal? I hope so!
Cairo was looking good. He was shirtless, covered in tattoos and jewels with a Black Chicago Bulls snap back, dark jeans and black forces. He was just my type of nigga. His skin complexion was a little weird to me, I never seen such a light skinned nigga before, but he was still sexy.
"Yo ladies." He smiled, I melted on the inside. His smile was so fuckin' sexy yo! Tonya hugged him.
"I heard you dissin' those whack ass rappers last week. Already putting niggas in check!" Tonya laughed. Cairo pulled out the weed.
"You know it. It's not a publicity stunt like people think. I'on need to name drop niggas to sell shit. Once my album is released, I'm making dat paper. It was truth. I can shit on Esco and EmCea. Blunt?" We passed the fat blunt he rolled around as we continued to talk.
"Besides, people too flower now days. Beef is what REALLY gets people talking. All that 'you's a hater' shit is for pussies. I'll call yo' weak ass out. I don't give a fuck."
"I COMPLETELY agree! Damn, finally someone gets it! Shit is BORING without drama, people can say they hate it all they want, but they gravitate to that shit." I said shaking my head. Plus, I was so hot by the way this nigga was talking. I feel him. People wanna talk shit about trouble makers, but bitch, without us, you wouldn't have shit to do or talk about. We are making YOUR life meaningful.
"You a cool bitch, what's your name?" he asked me.
"Nicole Fendi." He nodded.
"Aight Nicki." Tonya smiled proudly and I went on and stated my case.
"So I hear that you're making your own record label." He nodded as smoke released from his nostrils.
"Yep. Renegade Soldiers Records. Why? You must want to be my very first protégé?" he smirked coolly.
"May I? I'd be honored." He looked checked me out.
"What can you do?"
"I can rap. Nina Star ain't got shit on me." He laughed.
"So cocky…I like that. I want that. I want to create my own empire, much like my idol Jay-Z…and I need my fellow Soldiers to be tip-top in their music. Fuck bitches and get money, that's our logo. Do you really want to get that money?"
"YES!" I cried excitedly.
"Why are we wasting time here then? Let's get recording now. You will be featured on my first CD." I would have exploded out of happiness if I could! Cairo took me and Tonya, and some other folks down to the studio.
"Hold up guys." He halted everyone from getting out the stretch Escalade limo.
"You come in." he took my hand and led me into the studio. Sound boards, computers, lounging couches, and some other stuff were filling the room. The dim lights brightened once he turned the knob switch up. I touched the glass that was blocking me from the mic, the mic I've been wanting to spit on since I was a little girl. I felt his arms wrap around me.
"You're so close to your dream…but I need you to prove to me how bad you want it." He kissed the inside of my ear. He turned me around and kissed me again, but on the mouth this time. I grabbed his belt buckle, fell to my knees and got to work.
"Ahhhh damn!" he cried. When I was done, he was panting like we fucked or something.
"Shiiiit. I might have to keep you for myself! Damn girl." He looked down at me and grinned.
"Nicki Cole is your stage name." he declared as I stood up. I was proud of myself! I used my skills to get a ahead of the game!
"So, want to start recording or do you want to fuck?"
"Both?"
"Good answer. You will go far Nicki. I promise you that. You my nigga for life now."
And that's what's really important. Cairo is my ticket to stardom. Pleasing him and keeping him happy is what I will strive to do throughout my career.
Nicki Cole is coming for you bitches in full effect.
Nicole has become...Nicki Cole
Cairo has started beef
Sirayah drops her and Cindy laments about Riley
Alice and Sirayah now have their own team of fans
And Jazmine is picking up steam with beef with the girls
...ONLY GOING UP FROM HERE YOU GUYS! R&R