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We have a new reviewer! Everyone say “hi Christy!” Oh my goodness! I just thought of a bomb ass ending to this story! You guys are gonna love it! I think I’ll go ahead and write it. And Chris has two girlfriends? Say what?
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Love… Chapter 13
Chris sat in his living room playing Call of Duty after a visit with his parole officer the following afternoon. Karrueche remained upstairs in their bedroom because he told her he didn’t want to see her for the rest of the day. He tried calling Rihanna many times and even left several voice messages, but he never got through. Chris assumed she was still promoting her new movie. He already figured she knew about the false story in the blogs and gossip columns, it was everywhere. The singer hoped that his girlfriend would’ve called him last night, but no such luck. Not even a text message. He wasn’t mad at her since he never picked up his phone to call or text her last night either.
What I can’t understand is why the paparazzi yesterday took our pictures and sold a fake story to the tabloids? Chris chuckled dryly at his own ignorance. Tha’ was the reason why!
He and Karrueche spent several hours at the Los Angeles police department convincing his PO that Karrueche accidently cut herself while preparing a meal. Chris still couldn’t bring himself to tell anyone else about what happened in Australia. He was now afraid that if he did, his girlfriend would really go off the deep end! That would be even more of a strain on his relationship with Rihanna, and the public would have another reason to hate him.
Of course a doctor was on stand-by and he checked Karrueche’s cuts and noted that they weren’t deep enough to be intently self-inflicted. The doctor also stated that the aspiring model didn’t have any bruises on her arm, or anywhere else on her body, that indicated that she was involved in a physical conflict. Karrueche explained that one of the cuts on her arm must’ve opened during her flight back to the US and that’s why the bandage was bloodied yesterday.
“I must’ve accidently hit my arm against something while traveling and didn’t notice.”
Chris silently thanked God for his right hand being fully healed from the swelling and bruise caused by punching the shower wall last week. So when the doctor scrutinized his hands for any signs of him punching anything or anyone, there were none. The doctor had to be thorough so the singer’s entire body also had to be examined. There were no bruises on his body to show that Karrueche fought him in self-defense.
Funny thing ‘bout lyin’, the singer told himself. Is when you lie, you always have to come up wit’ mo’ lies to cover up the first lie.
Satisfied with the evidence proving there wasn’t a physical altercation between the two, Chris’ PO allowed the couple to leave.
Chris was pleased at how everything at the police station was handled. He gave a smug grin knowing about Harvey’s connections with the LAPD, so TMZ’s owner would have no choice but to print the abuse story involving him and Karrueche as false once he received the information.
Knowing that however only made the R&B star feel slightly better. Clicking Start on his controller to pause his game, Chris reached for his iPhone and checked out TMZ to see if Harvey posted a new story about him and Karrueche.
“Woman Abuser Chris Brown Did Not Abuse Model Karrueche Tran—LAPD Doctor Confirms There Wasn’t Evidence Of A Fight”.
He wished Harvey would drop the ‘woman abuser’ from the title, but Chris knew everyone on the staff of TMZ hated him, so it didn’t come as a surprise. The singer vaguely skimmed the article, only reading the first sentence.
Police report states that Karrueche Tran accidently cut herself while trying to fix the shamed singer, who apparently is only capable of hitting Rihanna, a meal.
He closed his phone’s web browser and tossed it on the other side of the sofa. Not even a minute into his game, Chris heard the song “A Song for Mama” by Boyz II Men coming from his phone. Joyce called nonstop yesterday after the false story hit the media, but Chris wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. Now that it’s being reported that his altercation with Karrueche was fake, he decided to pick up the phone.
“Hey Ma,” the R&B star softly greeted her.
“Hey baby,” Chris could automatically tell his mother was smiling through the phone and that made him smile. “They’re talking about you in the news. I knew that story was fake.”
Reaching to turn off his game, the singer entered the kitchen to prepare himself a meal. “I’m jus’ glad the truth finally came out.”
Joyce’s eyes filled with tears when she told him, “I prayed for you, baby. And I’m happy that you’re okay.”
“Yeah Mama.” Once his sandwich was complete, Chris grabbed a beer, entered his living room again and sat down. He used the remote to turn on the television and immediately turned it off when the local news channel was reporting about the false story involving him and Karrueche.
“And I prayed for you. God always comes through.” She continued. “When you find the time again Chris, please come home. You know I worry about you all the way on the other side of the country.”
Yeah God is real happy wit’ me right now fo’ lyin’ ‘bout everythin’, Chris duly mused. Reassuring his mother he told her, “Don’t worry, Ma. I’ll be back in V-A soon to see you. I got a red carpet event to go to tomorrow, so hopefully Friday or Saturday I’ll be out th’r’.”
Joyce knew that her son wasn’t doing any interviews or attending any red carpet events this year, so she began to wonder what was so special about Wednesday that he wanted to walk the red carpet. Deciding not press the issue because of the circumstances at the moment, she trusted her son to tell her about it in due time. Joyce carried on. “Okay baby, I love you.”
“I love you too, Ma. Bye.”
“Bye.”
Chris ended the call and tossed his phone on the sofa again. He took a bite out of his sandwich and swallowed it down with a swig of beer. He thought about Rihanna and attending the Battleship premier with her the next day. He knew what people were going to say and initially Chris mentally prepared himself for it. Now after the fake story of him and Karrueche being sold to the press, and the report stating that there wasn’t any altercation, he wondered if he was truly ready for a public appearance with the woman he brutally hurt three years ago.
He needed to hear her voice. He needed her to convince him that they were doing the right thing by attending the Battleship premier together because his confidence was wavering. He was very close to cancelling their public date because he didn’t want to deal with the media dissecting and picking him apart again.
Setting his sandwich plate and beer on the floor, Chris picked up his phone again and speed-dialed Rihanna’s number.
*****
Karrueche silently lay on their bed with a massive headache due to endless crying. She could never predict that her hurting herself would nearly ruin Chris’ career—again and almost land him in jail for probation violation. She just wanted to keep her man by her side.
The half-Asian reflected on her past as she thought about her life before meeting Chris. She came from a stable, upper-class home in LA with two loving parents. Her mother is Vietnamese and her father is black.
All her life people marveled at her unique beauty and told her she had the potential to become a model. She believed them; after all everyday whenever she was out and about with her friends, Karrueche would get many offers from men wanting to court her.
With the plethora of compliments the aspiring model received daily, Karrueche figured there was truth to them. She quickly learned the road to becoming a top model was difficult, strenuous, and extremely competitive.
First there was a minimum 5’8 height requirement in order to be a contender for a runway model. Barely standing above five feet, Karrueche knew she would never qualify for the chance to walk on the lighted runway during Fashion Week in New York or Paris.
Disappointment washed over the petite beauty but she became hopeful when she discovered she could be a print model, and work in commercials.
So Karrueche saved money from her part-time job at a local clothing store to create her portfolio. Satisfied with the photographs she took, the aspiring model attended various auditions mentally crossing her fingers for a chance to make her dreams come true.
However Karrueche also learned the hard way that model scouts were vicious, brutal, and cruel when seeking talent. She was told that her pictures were unprofessional, immature, and ugly.
With her dreams crushed, Karrueche ended her modeling pursuit. It was one faithful day in late 2010 when she was working the cash register at her job that Chris Brown, his best friend Mijo, and Chris’ security guard entered her store when her life changed forever.
After Chris made his purchase, he complimented the half-Asian telling her how beautiful she was. Even though she was star-struck, Karrueche played it cool. She didn’t want him to know that she was mesmerized by a handsome celebrity admiring her.
The singer invited her to join him at a local club later that night. Eagerly she attended and together they discussed mundane things like their favorite movies, sports, and music. Chris then asked her what were her aspirations, and Karrueche told him to become a model.
“Stick wit’ me. I’mma make it happen for ya.”
That’s what Chris told her, and Karrueche believed him. She quit her job shortly after and everything else is history.
The following two years were a whirlwind for the petite beauty. She never thought in a million years that she would be attending exclusive parties and mingling with elite entertainers. Karrueche walked red carpet events, attended award shows, and movie premiers. Having her video and picture taken by paparazzi’s was enjoyable, and whenever she and Chris would go out, fans would always ask for her picture and autograph. She even has her own online fan club and official YouTube Vevo account!
Karrueche never became the model she desired, but being with Chris gave her so much more without her being a celebrity. He moved her inside his multi-million dollar mansion, and she visited exotic places around the world like Mexico, Dubai, and France. They’ve been together for two years now, and she was desperate to hold on to what she had.
That’s why the half-Asian never fussed nor complained whenever her boyfriend slept with other women, or whenever he would leave her at home and not return or call for up to a week. They would go out on dates at clubs, and Chris would usually leave with a few groupies, leaving Karrueche to fend for herself. Whenever they were intimate, she invited Seiko to join in—anything to make Chris happy.
She suspected that shortly after Chris’ restraining order against Rihanna was lifted, the former couple rekindled their romance. That worried her a great deal even if she never showed it.
Karrueche, like everyone else, knew about what happened between the two, and she also knew how passionate they were as a couple, if their photographs were any indication. Her boyfriend and her nemesis never got the closure they needed because both of their teams and the law intervened. So there was still unfinished business between Chris and Rihanna which could possibly lead to them starting over in a new relationship.
Even so, a deity must’ve smiled on her because the public and Jay-Z intervened on any possible chance of them romantically linking publicly. However that still didn’t stop Chris from sleeping with Rihanna behind her back since late 2011. Nor did it stop Chris and Rihanna from meeting after the Grammys, spending Valentine’s Day together, and recording new music together. Karrueche always suspected that they usually hooked up at the studio and met somewhere else later on.
When “Turn up the Music” was released, Karrueche wasn’t bothered by it—aside from Rihanna’s proclamation of love for her boyfriend; the half-Asian thought the song was kind of cute. Rihanna’s vocals added a nice touch to the futuristic techno song. Then “Birthday Cake” was released and the floodgates were open!
“Birthday Cake” was the more popular song and for a reason: her boyfriend told the entire world how much he missed sleeping with his ex-girlfriend, and how badly he wanted to fuck her again. The song, Karrueche felt, was nothing more than a musical porno that described how sex was like between the two stars. If being Chris Brown’s girlfriend wasn’t humiliating enough at that time (on his ex-girlfriend’s birthday no less!), Rihanna’s words in the song were: “sweeter than a rice cake”.
Instantly Karrueche became the laughingstock on Twitter that night. She didn’t log on Twitter on the night of February 20th, but she didn’t have to. News about the songs (especially “Birthday Cake”) was on every reputable news site, blog, and gossip column. Karrueche couldn’t escape it!
The aspiring model knew the ‘rice cake’ lyrics were aimed at her. She knew it was payback for the video that she and her friends created on Halloween 2011 about Rihanna. Still Karrueche didn’t expect for the pop star to respond to the video since she tried to downplay the video by saying it was recorded before she met Chris and she didn’t hold any animosity against Rihanna. And the video didn’t get popular until January 2012, an entire month before Rihanna responded.
To save face, Karrueche and Seiko contacted TMZ and told their staff that Karrueche was in an open relationship with Chris, and she didn’t mind when he spent time with other women or record music with his ex-girlfriend. That seemed to only make matters worse, so Karrueche demanded for the singer to apologize and to treat her with some respect!
A few weeks later Chris flew her to his home state of Virginia where he cooked dinner for her and their friends. Not wanting to be outdone, Karrueche posted the picture of the plate her boyfriend prepared for her on Twitter with a caption that read:
@karrueche: Yup get mad
And it’s been a Twitter war between her and Rihanna since.
Even after everything, Chris always stuck by her side and Karrueche appreciated it. She and Chris were growing closer, while he and Rihanna were drifting further apart. Or so it seemed.
After Chris returned from his vacation, he became even more affectionate with her and flew her away to Cancun where they spent Spring Break together. That was an extremely fun and passionate time for them. Chris posted pictures and videos of their Mexican adventure, and Karrueche couldn’t have been more proud. Her boyfriend was letting the whole world know that she was his, and he wasn’t leaving her no matter what.
Then they all attended Supafest and somewhere along the line things changed. When neither Chris nor Rihanna arrived at the club for the after party, Karrueche suspected they were together at a hotel. Frantically she called and texted him numerous times, but to no avail. The following night Chris told her that he was leaving her to reconcile with Rihanna and she simply lost it.
Karrueche was desperate to hold on to what she had. Never before did she ever try to take her own life, but it seemed unfair that Chris was willing to give up on their relationship just to start over again with the woman he battered. If Chris were to leave her, what would she do? Where would she go? After living the high life for two years, it would be impossible to start over from nothing! Karrueche didn’t want to go back to working at clothing stores again! She had nothing to fall back on!
So in a way, she did what she had to do in order to stay with Chris. Deep down the petite beauty knew it was wrong to try and keep a man who didn’t want to be kept, but Karrueche also felt that Chris was wrong in making promises that he couldn’t keep to her. He promised her she would be a model and she believed him. That was all she wanted. She depended on him to make it happen because that was her dream career.
She didn’t think her callous actions would almost cost her boyfriend his. Karrueche was sorry that the paparazzi took their photographs and sold a fake story to the press, but she wasn’t sorry about doing what she had to do in order to save her relationship. Desperate times calls for desperate measures.
Slowly sitting up in the bed after hearing her ringtone, Karrueche reached for her phone and was thankful that it was Seiko calling. She needed to hear her best friend’s voice to speak to someone she could trust. “Hey girl, what’s up?”
“Girl I just visited TMZ,” Seiko told her on the other line. “What’s up? What’s going on with you and Chris?”
Feeling the tears sliding down her face again, Karrueche broke down and told her everything.
*****
Rihanna looked down at her phone and gently smiled when she saw Chris’ name appear on the caller ID. She answered it on the second ring, greeting her boyfriend with a low voice. “Hey.”
“I didn’t think you pick up.” Chris told her simply. He rested against the cushions on his sofa and exhaled heavily. After the stressful twenty-four hours he had, hearing her Caribbean accent relaxed him. “I was tryin’ to call you all day.”
“Yeah I know. My phone’s been ringing non-stop today. Everybody’s been calling me.”
Hearing her say that made the singer wince in discomfort. He could only imagine who was calling her and what they were saying about him. Chris wanted to ask her what her phone conversations were about, but thought better of it. “I’m glad I got through.”
“I just got off the phone with Perez.” Perez and Rihanna have been friends for many years, and after the incident he always threw salt on Chris’ name. When the release of their remixes earlier this year debuted, the famous blogger changed his opinion about her boyfriend. Since her birthday he spoke positively about Chris until yesterday, and that upset her greatly.
Gulping down his beer, curiosity got the better of Chris so he asked, “Oh yeah? Wha’ y’all talk ‘bout?” As if he didn’t already know.
Lying on her bed, Rihanna used her remote to lazily search through the channels on her television to find something to watch. Settling on the Spice channel, the Bajan relaxed to porn. “I told him he should’ve never posted that story until he had all the facts. I also told him that he needed to apologize to you because you deserve one.”
Chris smiled, happy to know that Rihanna still had his back even after everything that transpired between them. “I love you.”
“We’re in this together, Chris.” The pop star smiled into her phone. “I love you, too.” Changing the subject Rihanna asked, “You’re still coming with me tomorrow, right?”
For the past four months the singer managed to avoid the media since he wasn’t doing any interviews or red carpet events this year. So the thought of him attending the Battleship premier with Rihanna—out of all the people in the world!—made him skeptical about accompanying her. The two stories about him and Karrueche was still fresh in everyone’s minds, so he knew that would be brought up by reporters at the event. Nevertheless, Rihanna wanted Chris there because she needed his support. Tomorrow night will be about her, not him!
“Yeah babe, I’m still comin’.” He said to her after thinking it over. “Jus’ like you said, we in this togeth’r.”
*****
Chris and Rihanna sat in the backseat of her limo on their way to the LA premier of Battleship the next day. As much as he tried, the singer couldn’t keep his eyes off her. He sat across her and inventoried her appearance.
Rihanna wore a spandex, knee-length, white, strapless dress from Gucci. Around her neck she wore a small platinum necklace with the word Love written in script. On her wrist was the Cartier bracelet he gave her last month, and diamond studs were in her ears. Silver Christian Louboutin sling backs covered her feet, and her toes were painted to perfection in a French pedicure and her nails matched. She cut her hair again to a style that was reminiscent from 2008. Despite his affixation for women with long hair, Chris always thought that Rihanna looked stunning with short hair.
The Bajan’s makeup was simple and natural, just the way Chris liked it. However her lips were coated in the Cover Girl ruby red lipstick she adored so much. All the R&B star could think about was those juicy red lips wrapped around his—
“Are you nervous, Chris?” Rihanna interrupted his naughty thoughts and in good timing, too. He didn’t want to attend the premier with a boner and have people questioning what he and the pop star were doing in the backseat of her limo.
“Yeah a little.” The singer admitted. There was no sense in lying about it, Chris was extremely nervous tonight. He didn’t want his girlfriend’s night to be ruined by rude fans and reporters questioning why she decided to bring him along as her date. “I jus’ wish they let us get past tha’.”
“Fuck that,” Rihanna nonchalantly dismissed the conversation. “Here, I brought your gift.” She leaned forward in her seat and picked up a large bag that had various American comic book characters printed on it.
Chris accepted the bag and shouted with joy when he looked inside. “Oh shit, Rob! I can’t believe you got me this! Thank you, girl.”
The Barbadian gave her boyfriend a smile and nod. “You’re welcome.” She looked at his attire and mentally nodded in approval.
The singer wore a Calvin Klein, black two-piece suit, a crisp white button-down shirt with the first five buttons undone because he enjoyed showing off his tattoos. Large diamond studs were in his ears, and the diamond pinky ring she gave to him in 2008 was secured on his finger.
Chris wore black, soft leather Stacy Adams dress shoes with laces, black socks, and he dyed his hair black again for the event. Rihanna closed her eyes and inhaled Calvin Klein’s Eternity cologne. She crossed her legs to alleviate the thumping in between her legs. Chris knew that was her favorite scent for him to wear because every time he wore it, she would get horny. Not now, Rih. Let’s stay focused.
She wished she could see his eyes, but they were covered in a pair of black Ray Ban sunglasses. But Rihanna heard the excitement in his voice when he looked over his gifts she purchased from the comic convention in New York, and that made her happy.
“You don’t have to thank me. I saw all that when I went and I thought about you. That’s all.”
The R&B star pulled out several volumes of the latest editions of Spiderman and X-Men comic books. He also discovered a few volumes to the Japanese action manga Dragon Ball Z, along with the action figures from the popular anime series.
Looking up from his gifts Chris told his girlfriend, “C’mere girl. Get yo’ fine ass over here.”
Rihanna did as she was told and sat next to Chris, laughing at his words. “I’m glad you like it.” She maneuvered to lean her head on his shoulder, but Chris reached for her chin and closed his lips over hers.
Pulling back from their gentle kiss, the couple felt the limo slow down then stop. They heard the loud screams of fans and reporters outside the vehicle and someone announcing Rihanna’s arrival.
Smoothing the imaginary wrinkles from her dress, Rihanna gave Chris a weak smile because nervousness started to kick in her system. She entwined her pinky finger with the pinky Chris wore his ring on and said, “It’s time.”
Placing his gift bag on the limo’s floor, Chris nodded and returned her weak smile. “Yeah it is.”
“One love?” The Bajan asked.
“Forever.” The singer answered.
Giving Chris a quick peck on his lips, Rihanna released her pinky from his and scooted towards the door, preparing to exit the vehicle when her driver opened it. Everything after that happened in slow motion for the pop star.
*****
Sorry about the confusion in the previous chapter. Hopefully this chapter clears all that up. While we know Sisqo and BugsBunnysKarrotShit are prone to selling stories to the tabloids, this time they didn’t. The pap that took the photo sold a false story to the press.
Irrelevant fact: Got damn I’m loving this new Tank & Chris Brown track “Lonely”! I think Chris enjoys fucking with us Chrianna fans for fun because those lyrics… damn!
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