Later on that night Riven stood in front of his mirror in his villa. Riven was picking at the suit jacket he was felt stiff, stuffy, and most of all uncomfortable. The fighter was more of a jeans and tee shirt kind of guy, but according to his agent Kate that wouldn't be appropriate for tonight's award show.

Riven had been invited to tonight's Video Music Awards show; usually he would've passed on the invitation and would have much rather stay home but Kate insisted that it was good publicity and a great idea to stay in the spotlight for future sponsorships. Although he was interested to see who the surprise performer would be.

"The jacket looks fine." Kate said to the champion fighter. It was true the suit jacket fit Riven well. The dark charcoal jacket had just a small touch of color as the pink handkerchief showed through the brest pocket. Under his jacket he wore a simple black tee shirt that matched his black jeans and sneakers, Nike of course courtesy of his sponsors.

Riven sighed. "Why was I even invited to this thing again? I don't even make music, isn't that what the shows for music videos?" "Although I probably could its not that hard." He smirked turning to his agent who had her hand to her ear listening to her earpiece.

"Listen you're going whether you like it or not, the car is already here." The young woman said rushing the fighter out of his room and to the awaiting car. "Besides I've heard you sing in the shower, and trust me you are no Jarred." She said as she, Riven and a few members of the fighter's entourage got into their car.

"Hey, at least I sound better than Mitzi." Riven half joked but was still a tad bit offended. The drive to the VMAs was a normal one until they got closer to the venue. Fans were lined up outside from where the red carpet was. Some were standing right by Rivens car. He swore his fans had x-ray vision as they could see through what was supposed to be completely blackout windows of his car. If it were up to Riven he wouldve just acted like he didn't see them but his agent Kate wouldn't have that.

"Stop being so mean!" She said as she rolled down Rivens window so his fans could see him clearly. As soon as his window was down camera flashes blinded his vision. Riven didn't smile or wave at his fans. Instead he gave small nods of acknowledgement and a few smirks here and there.

Riven had finally made it on to the red carpet with his signature scowl plastered on his face. Every blogger, vlogger, paparazzi, and TV gossiper was there taking pictures of the celebrities as they arrived at the award show.

'Riven over here!' A photographer yelled out. Riven turned towards the voice. Hand in pockets Riven stood still enough for the photographers to capture hir 'pose'. Riven hated to stand and take pictures he had better things to do with his life. The photographers yelled out questions to him which he mostly ignored.

'Hey Riven! Great fight!' Someone yelled out to the young fighter. These types of comments made Riven genuinely smile he didn't care if it wasn't a real question all he cared was that people appreciated his hard work he put in unlike some people he refused to think of.

'Riven looking good!'

'Riven we love you!'

'Who's your date tonight?'

'Where's Musa, Riven!?'

That last question rang in his ears, why were these people asking about that bitch how would he know where she was.

"Why would I know where she is." Riven muttered to the photographers, but his statement was overshadowed.

'It's Musa! She's here!'

There was a frenzy of flashes that surrounded the young pop star. She smiled, waved, even blew kissed towards her fans. Riven looked at Musa and took in her appearance, it was different. Her hair was in a messy updo with a few pieces framing her face. Her makeup was sultry and smoky. She was wearing a peachy nude bodysuit and a matching robe with strappy heels. Musa was basically wearing lingerie but Riven sure as hell wasn't complaining, she looked like a goddess.

"Great Musa's here and she's coming this way! Ok so you two take some pictures together and then we'll go inside." Kate said to her client. As Musa made her way to the fighter and his agent, Riven got that feeling he felt earlier that day, it was like everything moved in slow motion. Everything was calm in the sea of chaos that went on around them. But Riven didn't like that feeling, he never did it made him feel more uneasy. He knew that there was always calm before the storm.

It must've been extremely hot out or the excitement of her first VMAs or the adrenaline of the nights festivities that had Musa in a daze. Before her rational thoughts could make their way to the front of her brain Musa was walking towards Riven who looked devilishly handsome tonight. She took in his appearance and was focused on his maroon hair and his violet eyes. For a second she wondered if they were that color natural. Riven didn't strike Musa as the type to dye his hair and wear contacts, but in this industry you could never be too sure

Common sense didn't hit Musa until it was too late she was already standing infront of Riven and his agent. Musa greeted Kate with a friendly hug. Just because Riven was on Musa's shit list didn't mean Kate was. Kate stepped aside so the celebrity pair could be seen better. Musa gave Riven a quick but cold glance before she stood next to him and posed. Riven marveled at how she could just act as if he wasn't standing there. He was going to get under her skin and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

It was almost time for Riven to go inside, it was time to tick the diva off. While Musa was poses for the cameramen Riven snaked his arm around Musa's slim waist. The pop star stiffened under his touch but her smile never faltered as the camera flashes went off double time. That wouldn't do for Riven. Riven bent his head down so his mouth was next to her ear, he then proceeded to nibble on her ear a bit which made Musa blush something fierce. 'that's better' Riven thought as he saw her face redden. Now it was time for the final touch. "I'll catch you inside Muse." Riven said aloud and then gave the songstress a kiss on the cheek then walked off to go inside the venue. Leaving a blushing Musa to answer a thousand and one questions.

Once inside Riven was happy to see that his friend Nabu had attended the award show but surprised to find out he didn't come alone instead he was his new girlfriend Layla Minaj the number one female rapper at the moment. Riven couldn't blame Nabu, Layla was banggin'. After introductions the trio took their seat front row; shortly after Riven spotted Musa making her way to seat which was only about six seats away from his. Then the award show started

As the night went on there were performances, some better than others and awards were being handed out. Both Nabu and Layla won two awards each and of course Musa had won five out of six nominations. The night was coming to an end but right now was the moment that everyone was waiting for. A surprise performance by a special performer.

Riven looked around to see if he could spot out the special performer. There were of few performers not in their seats like Mitzi for instance, Riven was pretty sure she wasn't performing because everyone knew she couldn't sing and he doubted they would let all of the worlds ears bleed. Riven looked somemore and noted that Jarred was also nowhere to be found at the moment. Riven wouldn't mind if Jarred were to perform tonight. Jarred could actually sing and dance and was a well rounded performer. As Riven was about to focus back on the stage he noticed that Musa wasn't in her seat either but he wholeheartedly doubted that Musa was performing, with the way her agent was talking earlier that morning she made it very clear Musa had no time to practice for a surprise performance; Musa was far too busy.

Just then the light began to turn low and there was the voice of the announcer.

'Ladies and gentlemen the moment you all have been waiting for has arrived. Please put your hands together for your surprise performer.

"Oh, gosh I hope its Musa!" Layla squealed, Riven scoffed he didn't understand why people loved her so much. Just then lights started flashing on stage and upbeat fast tempoed music started to play.

I be on the hotline like everyday
Making sure the deejay know what I want him to play
You know I got my top back and my beat low
Rocking my stunner shades and turning up my radio
Turn up my radio

"Its Musa!" Layla screamed practactly fangirling over Musa. Of course Musa had changed her outfit and was now wearing what resembled a black bodysuit with gold detailing at the top and a skirt like piece that only covered her butt with black heeled boots and black wrist cuffs (It's one of my favorite Beyonce outfits if you want to know what it really looks like.). Musa's dancing was very animated just like her golden covered back up dancers so her wav hair was free flowing everywhere as the wind from the fans blew.

I think I'm in love with my radio
'Cause it never lets me down
And I fall in love with my stereo
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound

You're the only one that papa allowed to hang out in my room with the door closed
We'd be alone
And mama never freaked out when she heard it go boom
'Cause she knew we were in the zone

Hold him in my arms and look out of my window
(Under the moonlight)
And he'd be keeping me close, so I'd never let him go
He's got a place in my heart

I think I'm in love with my radio
'Cause it never lets me down
And I fall in love with my stereo
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound

When I get into my car, I turn it up
Then I hear vibrations all up in my trunk
And the bass line be rattling through my seats
Then that crazy feeling starts happening

I get butterflies when I hear the deejay
(Playing the stuff I like)
And I fall deeper in love with every song he plays
He's got a place in my heart

I think I'm in love with my radio
'Cause it never lets me down
And I fall in love with my stereo
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound

Musa was giving it her all leaving every last piece of herself on the floor and everyone was loving it, well everyone but Riven, he was really hoping that her performance would be over soon so he wouldn't be subjected to look at her anymore

I be on the hotline like everyday
Making sure the deejay know what I want him to play
You know I got my top back and my beat low
Rocking my stunner shades and turning up my radio
Turn up my radio

I think I'm in love with my radio
'Cause it never lets me down
And I fall in love with my stereo
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound
Whenever I hear that sound

The music stopped and everyone gave Musa a standing ovation. The cheers from the crowd served as a reminder as to why she had sacrificed so much of her life, it was for moments like this. She beamed as she thanked the crowd and wished that everyone got to their homes r destinations safely.

Riven was waiting for Nabu and Layla so they could all go to an after party they had been invited to. Riven got a text saying that the car was ready to pick them up and they should all meet up outside. Riven was about to walk outside until he saw the swarm of Musa fans who were waiting for her to leave. They began to frantically take pictures of him for reasons the didn't understand. He looked at the fans through the glass and shook his head. They were all so nieve, but he couldn't do anything to change their minds. In a blink of an eye the camera flashes began to go off again blinding Riven momentarily. The fighter looked over his shoulder and caught a glance at Musa who was surrounded by people, people he assumed were her entourage.

There was someone with a towel wiping her sweat, someone else holding a bottled water with a straw to her mouth to drink, another person removing the cuffs from her wrist and a few others. The only person Riven recognized was Ari, who was holding a clipboard reading things off to Musa as the pop star only nodded.

There was something different about Musa now, the normal bubbly women who loved to interact with her fans barely even gave them a glance to spare. Riven couldn't place his finger on it but it was as if she was a mere shell of herself. As he watched as the entourage moved as one in sync with each other to get Musa to her vehicle Riven couldn't help but notice she didn't stop for one photo or autograph even when the crowd was screaming her name begging for her. Some people going as far as to try and hop in the car with her. Riven watched the car as it pulled off and thanked the heavens he didn't have to deal with things like that.

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