Okay, big ass chapter. LOL
Paige: Yes, yes it was. But she was different. She told me she wanted to make love to me. It was...awkward to say the least. LOL yes, Cairo is back in full effect!
-sigh, you know nobody wanna work no mo'! lol But in the end, it will be all good
BananaMilkshakes: Thank you! Hhaha, very happy you like it. Don't worry, Karam will get this chick the worse way, as the author..of course I know her demise... HAHAHA
Jazaveli: LOL! You would say you want to see less of her when this chapter deals with her. JINXED YOURSELF. lol And yes, Nicole is thirsty, so she had to quench her thirst. lol
And there will be shit with Cairo, next chapter
Iloveyou: Yep...but it'll be worst than a cop stoppin her, let me tell you that now.
Delorean Headgehog: Will Duey be here? Hmmm...you'll see! ;)
Deadman: Thank you...ahahaha...knee pads
Schweetpea: Yes, I didn't want anyone to think I'd leave that out! Haha, I wanted to put there...for...distant foreshadowing if you will. ;) And yeah, that does happen. That's why I cancelled the idea of wanting to be a singer...they nasty out there.
Disclaimer: Don't own BD. :)
Chapter Eleven: Nicki Cole and Strange People
"I'm already making moves with Renegade Soilders. My first protégé, Nicki Cole, is the truth. Be on the lookout for her debut feature with me, 'My Chick Bad."- Cairo
Tonya's POV
I was so excited for Nicole! Cairo signed her and she is already working on her album! I've been putting up her freestyles and shit on my page, and as well as World Star Hip-Hop. She's the new Queen Bitch in charge! I was chilling with them in the studio, checking my Facebook and Twitter, and I noticed Hollywould was saying some slick shit about them Freeman chicks. Yeah, those bitches got fans now. What the hell? What did they do to warrant fans? I have no idea what is people's problems, they both probably some golddiggers or something, but since Sirayah's uppity ass put a video of her playing violin, all the sudden she's a liked person. Fuck all that talent noise. Team Renegade is in this bitch! Nicki was putting down some fire ass tracks I KNOW people will sweat her for. Cairo wasted no time promoting her as well as himself. Pretty soon we will have more soldiers in our team, and we will shit on Terror Squad, which consisted of Ninth Wonder, Escobar and EmCea. Ninth Wonder was known for his background work with them chumps and I guess you can say he's good. He's more of a producer than a rapper; I still say he ain't got shit on Stephen Racks, the guy that mostly does Hollywood's stuff.
"That was good Nicki, but try to control your breathing, and more exaggeration. People love gimmicks, give them a gimmick to your rap and they'll flock to you." Cairo told her threw the mic. She nodded, she was completely focused. When she tried again, Cairo nodded in approval.
"That's the shit I'm talking about. You's a bad bitch, and I want people to see that."
"So do I." Nicole said as she walked out the booth. They were doing some lines of coke when I spoke.
"So what's next on the agenda?" I asked.
"Gonna get Nicki on yo show. Give her some more interviews and photo ops." I nodded as I began setting up the photo ops. I put in a bid for XXL to feature her as 2023 Fresh New Artists, along with Cairo and two other people…I forgot their names…they aren't all that…important." Anywho, Team Renegade is making moves, and we will take the crown. Watch it.
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Cindy's POV
It was lonely here. I hated that Caesar couldn't always come with me when I have to travel during shoots. This time, I was in Madrid, Spain for Victoria's Secret Hot Summer Collection. It was 8 pm here and I was holed up in my hotel. The other models that were with me…I didn't too much fool with. They invited me to a party tonight…but I said I'd rest up for the shoot in the morning. I was switching back and forth from textin' Cease, Riley, and Sirayah. I was also spending time on my Facebook, you know posting pictures of the sights and what not. I was in the bathroom when someone knocked on the door.
"Hold on!" I cried as I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. When I opened the door, I gasped and smiled.
"Jazzy? Damn bitch, you sneaking up on folks?"
"You forgot my Spain tour?" she arched an eyebrow at me. I scratched my head and stared back at her.
"I told you I'd be in Madrid the same time you were here and you told me your room number?"
"…OH! I'm sorry…shit…lot's been on my mind." I stepped aside and let her in. I noticed she had her bags with her too.
"You stayin with me?" I asked happily.
"Women are never too old to have sleep overs!" she smiled at me. This was the Jazmine I was accustomed to, not her seedy alter ego. I missed this side of her very much. A girl's night is what exactly happened. We painted each other's nails, popped some popcorn and sat back and watched 'Boys in The Hood' and 'Little Mermaid.' Haha, that was a major shift in the gears, but hey, she wanted to watch it, it was her favorite Disney movie. Personally…my favorite movie was Aladdin. As I got older, I noticed how horny Aladdin was. He was always so ready to kiss on Jasmine! And in part 3, the Genie said something about making the Earth move and shit at their wedding. Jazz would laugh every time I would bring that up. Towards the end of Little Mermaid, Jazmine's cell buzzed.
"OH! Hey Cindy, want to go to a club?"
I frowned on the inside. Hollywould is talking to me now. Those damn clubs. Where there are clubs, there are drugs. I mean the team clubs too…but when Jazz does it…it's just…straining to me. Riley is a fun drunk…Jazmine…is not. Riley laughs and tells jokes, Jazmine cries and reminds herself how much of a fuck up she is slowly becoming.
"C'mon, this is the first time in a long time we ever spent any quality time. Let's chill girl." I reasoned. Jazmine leaned over and squeezed my hand.
"You club with Riley them. Why don't you want to party with me? You have time to take pictures with those girls whom you only knew for what? Three months? But you won't hang with your main bitch?"
I hate it when Jazmine would do this to me. I'm not wrong for wanting her to slow down…but some crazy way she makes me feel so guilty for doing it and I always cave. Something inside me is telling me to stop doing that.
"No Jazmine." I said firmly.
"Why the hell not!"
"I miss you, that's why!"
"You're more willing to help Riley's drunken ass in a car, but not have fun with me. Okay, I see how you are." She scooted away from me and folded her arms. I sighed and stood up.
"Alright, alright, let's go. But promise me, tomorrow we can hang out, just the two of us." She smiled, stood up and hugged me.
"I promise! Let me go get ready!"
'You are an enabler. Enablin ass white girl.' Huey's voice invaded my mind the second she turned to get dressed. Oh Huey! Help! How can I tell her what to do? I mean…I'm concerned for her. I'm her friend. She's been my friend since I was fucking 10 years old! She's been with me for 12 years! 12! How the hell can I…go back in time and smack her when she told me she was going to make her dream of being a star a reality? I want the girl who loves ponies back. I want the girl who'd sing Lady Gaga songs horribly…just so I won't feel bad because I can't sing for shit. Jazmine walked out wearing some black shorts, black top that showed off all her stomach, and some sandals. She wore her hair down and was sticking her black diamond belly ring in her stomach.
"Aren't you going to get ready?" she asked.
"…Yeah. Let me find something." I sighed. I didn't even dress all that fancy. Some jeans and a pink tie dye tank.
"You're going to the club dressed like that?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"It looks like you're ready to shop at Wal-Mart."
"Well…I don't want to go so…" I looked at her with pure un interest. But she could care less and dragged me out. So her "entourage" picked us up and what not, and my head was down because I was texting. When I heard a chorus of sniffles, I looked up to see everyone doing coke. Jazz included!
"Jazmine, what the fuck are you doing?" I asked.
"Shh, it's Hollywould. And I'm getting a pre-buzz before we hit the club. Want some?" she passed the tray to me. I almost smacked that shit to the floor.
"No. Do you have weed? I'll do weed." And to be honest to myself, I needed it right about now.
"Weed is for weaklings. You can't handle blow?" she smiled at me. That is not going to work.
"No Hollywould." Hiro use to be deep in that shit when he first got his club opened, the stress of the place got to him. He's been clean for 3 years now. I want Jazz to do the same.
"You're loss." I watched as she did this LONG ass line of coke.
"GUAH FUCK!" she yelled. "That is what I'm talking about." She nodded. How the hell? When the hell?
"When you start doing coke?" I asked seriously. I heard rumors, but that's all they are to me…rumors.
"Mmmm….I can't even remember." She laughed, high now. I wanted to leave. I looked around the car. All of them were losers who won't even be there for her when she would need help. They're all just along for the ride and nothing else. Different faces, same ole' shit. I was so disgusted…I couldn't look at anyone anymore.
"Hey, hey, take a picture of us…this…this is my best friend." She through her arm around my shoulder and posed for our picture. I didn't smile; thankfully I had shades on, so it'd look like I was posing like I was hard or something. But I was beyond upset. And the fuckery didn't end there! Tell me why they pulled up to a STRIP club. DA HELL? This chick is acting WORSE than your average fuck boy. Damn!
"I want to go home, I'on wanna see no damn strippers!" I cried angrily.
"Yo Jazz, who's this white whiny bitch? She is getting on my nerves." Stephen Racks…the dude Jazz slept with said icily. Jazmine, who was high off her ass, just wagged a single finger at him.
"No, no, no! Don't talk to my friend that way." She faced me. Her eyes were despondent and heavily dilated. It was dark, but her eyes were even darker.
"Cindy…c'mon. It won't mean you're gay or some shit if that's what you're assuming. I came here to drink and have some fun. The guys will watch the strippers."
"Jazmine please-"
"It's Hollywould!"
I wanted to scream right there. My ass was better off feeling lonely and no one to talk to but the people in my fucking phone! I don't have time for this mess! Shit, I got a photo shoot at 9 in the fucking morning, lasting all the way until 5 in the damn afternoon! Jazmine, why are you doing this to me? To yourself? Is all this shit worth it? Is it? Clenching my teeth and balling up my fists, I stormed off in the opposite direction.
"Thank God, I thought she'd never leave. C'mon Holly." Stephen said behind me. Of course Jazmine didn't follow me…like I hoped she would. I was walking aimlessly in the streets. I was lost. I wasn't paying attention to the streets, and I have no idea how to get back to the hotel. I felt like a child who got lost in the store after their parent carelessly wandered off. Frustrated, I leaned against the building and pulled out my phone. I then remembered I had a fucking GPS in my phone. HALLELUIAH! But the feeling of relief left me as soon as I closed the door behind me. I sunk to the floor and cried. I cried because I feel like I just lost my best friend. I lost her to some devils and I can't get her away from them. I rocked back and forth as the tears kept falling. After all that, I just wanted to go to sleep. I need to rest this tired body of mine.
...
I really feel
That I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe this could be
The end…
We've come so far
Now you're…letting go
And if this is real then I don't want to know
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I shot up in bed to the loud pounding on my door.
"Cindy! HAHAHAHAHA! Open the door!" Jazmine sounded SO wasted. I glared at the clock to see what time it was, it almost 6 in the fucking morning! I had to get right back up soon! Storming to the door, I was greeted with her falling all over me.
"Damn! I had so much fun, you should've stuck around." She hiccupped and staggered to the couch. The minute she collapsed on it, she went right to sleep. I just shook my head and went back to bed. I was done for the night, or should you say morning. When I woke back up at 8, I got ready for work and called Caesar.
"Morning baby!"
"And goodnight to you." I giggled.
"Yeah, its night over in the States now honey, how are you?" I sighed heavily.
"How much time do you have?" I asked as I slipped on my sandals.
"All the time in the world."
"Jazmine has-"
"I'm done with hearing about her. She needs rehab. Tell her, no more bullshit. I'm tired of you calling me or I call you and you stressing about someone else life and not focusing on your work. Damn, you have a life too, tell her to get hers together or get the fuck out." He can sound so much like Huey at times, but then again, no man in the Freeman circle is nice. Caesar, Huey, and Riley…all of them are cold at times. Sometimes, I wish they would sugarcoat shit…it would make stomaching reality much easier…but they don't do 'easy'. Especially Huey. This world is too cold for people to make it…'easy' for you.
"But I understand why you refuse to listen to any of us. You love her and all that good stuff."
"Damn Cease, cut me some-alright." They won't cut me any slack.
"How are things on your end?"
"Right now, I got some nigga on my dick. Pause. His name is Cairo, he been saying some disrespectful shit about me and Riley." I sighed.
"Shit all round huh?"
"Apparently so, but I'm more concerned about you. You okay?"
"I'm okay." I smiled. Talking to him always made me feel better.
"And that's all I care about. Well…pray for Jazmine Cin, maybe that's what she needs. Friends, God, and prayer."
I knew he didn't believe in any of that, due to his past and all, but I guess he figures he'll tell me so I can feel better about the situation.
"Okay."
"Well, I'mma let you go to work. Call me when you're off, I don't care how late it'd be here."
"Okay, bye."
"I love you."
"I love you too Cease." I hung up the phone and walked up to the drunken mess on my couch. I was thinking to wake her ass up…but I let her sleep. She'd probably be gone by the time I got back so she could do her concert. Here I am…headed out here in this big world, it never fails to show me how fucked it is every day. When I arrived to the modeling building, some of the models stopped and stared at me as I entered the dressing room. Rolling my eyes, I sat down at my station to prepare myself. I was applying my purple haze eye shadow, when Gwendolyn, the bitchiest of all models stood behind me. She had that same shit eating smile I couldn't stand. She was a whole foot taller than me and was a blonde as well. But she was more of the Paris Hilton bimbo blonde type. The type of bitches that thought dying your hair would make you the next Marilyn Monroe or Madonna. She was born a brunette. Me? I'm more of a Deborah Harry type. Don't know her? Look her up.
"Hey Cindy." That fake polite accent bothered me.
"Morning Gwen." I put the gloss across my pink lips.
"You know, it doesn't look good to hang out with dykes." She giggled. I whipped my head back at her so hard; I thought I broke my neck.
"The fuck you just say to me bitch?" I swear I wasn't in the mood for this.
"Call down . Don't call your black guy on me." Oh no she didn't! But…back to her first insult.
"I'm just saying that to work here for VS, there's a reputation you must uphold." She then raised her phone up to me. My eyes could've rolled out my sockets in fucking embarrassment. On the main TMZ website, they showed various pictures of Jazmine posing with the strippers and throwing money at them and dancing with them with Stephen Racks. Not to mention they posted that picture we took together.
"How would Victoria Secret look if they had an employee who hangs out with such an outlandish and tasteless woman? Who knows, you also could be doing drugs right along with her ass. I reported you to the CEO…you are to take a drug test." She smiled at me evilly. Sure enough the corporate called me off the shoot to do a mandatory drug screen. I came out clean; thankfully I didn't use the weed I bought. They said I could attend the 2nd day of shooting, because I threatened to kill Gwen if I were to go back there. I was only there for a fucking hour, I come back, this broad still dead asleep.
I stormed in the kitchen, grabbed a glass and threw it above her head on the far right, so that none of the glass would get on her. She jerked up, squinting hard.
"What the hell? Someone breaking in?" she looked around paranoid.
"DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled in complete rage.
"What happened?"
"YOU ALMOST MADE ME LOSE MY FUCKING JOB!" I continued to yell.
"Huh? How? You weren't…ahhhh shit. I accidentally posted that one picture of us on Twitter…I'm sorry. Stephen took the rest…I can't remember-"
"DO YOUR ASS REMEMBER ANYTHING? GET THE FUCK OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!" I nearly ripped my hair out yelling at her. She ran out the room in a dash. I toppled the dining table over and slammed my bedroom door. I needed to go back to fucking sleep.
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Riley's POV
I decided I was going to do another mix tape; therefore, I can go ahead and release all these tracks I wrote. Alice was lounging about across my couch; I took her to the studio with me, Huey who brought Ya-ya, Hiro, and Cease. Ninth Wonder was warming up the beats. Sundays were our most productive days to record.
"Huey told me the chorus to Loser; I can't wait to hear the rest." Caesar said.
"Yeah I mean, you aren't the only nigga who can write conscious shit…that's where this mix tape is going…proving my skills are versatile. I can do more than make club bangers…like…I don't know." I turned to look at Alice; she was the inspiration to this whole mix tape. She saw so many sides of me I never shown to anyone outside of Cindy.
"But at the same time I retain my flava, know what I mean? I'm not no pussy whiner or anything. I still keep my shit real." I nodded.
"There's nothing wrong with expanding your horizons."
"Will my fans appreciate that though?"
"Real ones will." Cease assured me. "Oh, and I'm done with that Cairo diss."
"Already?"
"Yeah, did you know he pinned us as his rivals of his fuck boy crew, 'Renegade Soldiers.'? He said he'll knock our shit off the charts and all that gay shit."
"I heard he already recruited a female rapper, I didn't care to follow up on that." Huey yawned. No matter, they'll all be shit anyway. Once Ninth finished the beat, he let us take a listen.
"Whooooooo" Alice laughed. "I like this beat, it's so chill." She closed her eyes and nodded. I smiled, she already liked it. So I made my way in the booth to record. I kinda got nervous because everyone was looking at me and shit. Taking a deep breath, and I began:
I ain't leavin' out this mothafuckin' booth till I get this shit right
Uh…
Uh…
Uh…
It's Escobar
How does it feel to wake up to the feelin
To know I don't give a fuck how you feelin
Didn't know my life was so appealing
So high that I'm touchin' the ceiling
Lookin down at em' with the attitude of Imus
You nappy headed ho's can't find us
I'm just mad at the fact they try to blind side us
Lying to yourself like you could ever outshine us
You can lick my nuts while I'm playing Primus
Wake up tied up to the back of a fire bus
Why must niggas ever doubt Mr. Es
Wildin' witnessing that I'm freestylin'
I'm doing the music you should be suited to do
If you could do it man I'm sure you'd be doin it too
But this is the gift that was given to him for Christmas
So in any event you think different, dismiss it
Bitches
I once was the loser
Now I'm older still the same loser
That's why I look so different to you
You see the past, I see the future
Now my buzz is off the chain, everybody knows my name
And the more things around me change
But you know who's gonna stay the same
Gonna stay the same
It's all about the Benjamins' baby
But I've been having different sentiments lately
Do you think these niggas listen when they play me?
Have you heard the bullshit these niggas makin?
What's even more bullshit these niggas cakin
They think so limited that maybe 80% of them maybe
But it only takes a nerd to listen to Shady
Jadakiss wit a little bit of A-Z
James Charles Smith, Nas with a bit of Jay-Z
Incubus, Core System and ACDC
Along with a couple a pound of that hemy
You could considerably beam me
But I think I made it sound to damn easy
I don't know what you think you doin
But it ain't rappin
You hide behing the mic like Jermain Jackson
Lights, camera action, bastards
I once was the loser
Now I'm older still the same loser
That's why I look so different to you
You see the past, I see the future
Now my buzz is off the chain, everybody knows my name
And the more things around me change
But you know who's gonna stay the same
I nodded. I felt so good doing this song; I can't wait for Alice to hear 'In Case I Get Her,' that shit is so about her.
"That was siiiick!" Cease cheered. Alice and Sirayah clapped too.
"See? See? Who said my brother was lame? I know I did, but I was being a hater."
I laughed at Huey's dumbass as I walked out the booth. "Shut up man."
Hiro turned on the TV all of a sudden.
"Dude, I'm about to record." Caesar said annoyed. We all looked to the screen to see 106 and Drive on TV.
'World Premiere of Cairo's My Chick Bad ft. Nicki Cole."
"….Nicki Cole?" I heard Ya-ya whisper behind me…no…it can't be who we think it is. Sure enough, after hearing Cairo's lame ass, we saw a girl wearing this pink ass weave and…an outfit I can't describe and she had Freddy Krugors' razor hands on. Yep, it was Nicole.
'Yo! Yo!
Now all these bitches wanna try to be my bestie
But I take a left and leave em' hanging like a testie
Trash talk to em' and I put em' in a hefty
Running down a court I'm thuggin on em like LISA LEFTY
"No the fuck you aren't." Huey yelled. Hehe, I wonder should I tell Siryaha Huey once was crushing on Left Eye; he ignored the fact she burnt a nigga house down and proclaimed he still loved her. She was dope though, I miss her too.
'It's going down basement
Friday the 13th guess who playin Jason
It's Nightmare on Elm street guess who playin FREEDY!
Chief cooking for me
They say my shoe game crazy
The mental asylum lookin for me
You's a rookie to me
Im in dat wam bam purple Lam damn bitch you been a fan.
Cairo: HAHAHA! DON'T GET SCARED NOW! YEA! '
We were quiet for a long time.
"My friend on my Twitter told me about it." Hiro spoke.
"The FUCK was that?" Caesar started.
"She rapping like how Left Eye would on fucking crack. I think that's who she trying to sound like, but 10x exaggerated." Huey fumed.
"Wow…" Alice stared at the TV. Sirayah just stood up and left the studio room. Huey shook his head and went to follow her.
"I need to tell Cindy this shit!" Cease called. "Huh…she's not answering. Probably still at work."
"…DUDE! Speaking of Cindy…did you see those pictures of Jazmine?" Hiro cried. Huey wasn't back yet, so I wanted to make this quick.
"Huh? No. What happened?" I asked.
"She was dancing with some strippers yo! Look!" We all gathered to look at Hiro's phone to see the pictures.
"DAMN!...is that chick licking her crotch!" Jazmine was throwing some money at this one stripper who's legs were all open, and some girl had her tongue out and….yeah you know the rest. This was some SHIT right here. There were pictures of them giving Jazz lap danes. What…the…fuck?
"DA HELL!...Wait…where is she again?" Caesar asked urgently.
"Spain I—" I cut myself off after we saw a picture Cindy was in.
"….That's why she was so upset when she called!" Caesar picked up his phone to dial her phone again, clearly she wasn't picking up.
I just shook my head.
"What are you guys looking at?" we all jumped at Huey's voice. Hiro changed the pics and showed him a facebook status.
"Cindy is coming home from Spain in two days!"
"…You already knew that."
"….We were making sure…plus she had some awesome pictures up!" Hiro laughed nervously. Huey raised an eyebrow.
"Yo, whatever, look, I'm taking Ya-ya home, she's not feelin so hot. Catch you guys later." He grabbed his keys off the desk and left for the last time.
"…He's gonna hear about sooner or later." Alice quipped.
"Yeah…but one issue at a time." I was now worried for Cindy. She was a tough cookie…but this shit will take time to die down.
Sigh…can things get anymore fucked?
YES RILEY. YES THINGS WILL BE MORE FUCKED.
Cindy dealing with Jazz's ass
Nicole getting her bars out there
Sirayah clearly upset about it all
Cairo still talking shit
...
WHEN WILL IT ALL END! UNTIL NEXT CHAPTER YOU GUYS! MUAH! LOVE YOU -Kisses