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Anna “hello dahhhling!” (In my Mariah Carey voice!)
Yeah I’m gonna have to take a trip to Australia and personally whoop Chris’ ass! He disrespected Rihanna and now he’s gonna be the first person to perform “Birthday Cake” live for the world! Rihanna’s better than me in that regard, because if I’m not performing, I would demand that CBE (Chris Brown Entertainment) pull the song from the show, or they will be receiving a lawsuit! Chile…
On a happier note, I’m super-tired from working so this chapter may read a bit lazily to y’all. Why? Because I’m writing this while sleepy as hell.
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Love… Chapter 14
The loud shouts of the screaming fans were deafening for the international superstar. She managed to block out the noise and focus on having her picture taken and being interviewed by the media.
The songstress reached for her lover's hand for support when Giuliana Rancic from the E! channel approached the woman to question her.
"Beyoncé, you look so beautiful tonight! Why did you and Jay-Z decide to come here to LA all the way from New York?"
"We came here tonight to support our girl Rihanna starring in her first movie." Beyoncé told Giuliana with a bright smile.
"We have nothing but the utmost respect for Rihanna." Jay-Z also spoke into the microphone. "She's one of the most hard-working women in this business and we're very proud of how far she came. Tonight is dedicated to her."
"Ladies and gentlemen, Rihanna's limo just arrived! Rihanna is here!"
"Thank you Jay-Z and Beyoncé for your time." Giuliana Rancic ended their brief interview to approach the limo outside the red carpet. The powerful couple nodded and continued along to enter the building.
Rihanna stepped out of the luxury vehicle and posed for the cameras and adoring fans that came to see her. She felt her heart racing, beating wildly in her chest and it seemed she would collapse from the sensation.
The songstress stumbled a little from a mild bout of vertigo, but caught herself before she could fall. She continued to smile, however on the inside she wanted a hole to open underneath her heels and swallow her.
This was a mistake. I shouldn't have brought Chris here tonight. People are gonna be so angry at us. I don't wanna see him hurt again. I thought I could do this but I can't. I wanna go home. Her mind betrayed what little confidence she had left.
Rihanna felt the rough, calloused hands of her boyfriend grip her fingers, silently supporting her and instantly her fears melted. She squeezed his hand back and pulled his arm lightly, quietly urging him to come out the car.
Chris was hesitant to leave the safety of the limo because of the media and fans. He watched Rihanna closely for any signs of nervousness and reluctance as well and noticed she too, was apprehensive about their second public appearance. It was more comfortable when they performed in Brisbane for Supafest because everyone there wanted to see them together onstage. But this is different—the same people here tonight are the same people that figuratively castrated him three years ago. There were people in attendance that still want to see him forever ruined—like his girlfriend's manager and wife.
Chris saw Rihanna stumble and he reached his hand out the car to grab hers. Giving it a firm squeeze, silently telling her everything would be alright. The songstress must have gotten the message since Chris felt her gently tugging his arm.
Alright, it's time. Taking a deep breath, Chris extended his leg out the limo and the other followed.
"Rihanna's brought along a date!" Someone shouted over the deafening noise from the red carpet.
When Chris’ body was fully out of the vehicle, he reached for Rihanna’s waist to wrap his arm around. He noticed the shocked expressions of the journalists, cameramen, and fans and a part of him was deeply amused by it.
Rihanna on the other hand smiled even brightly and waved at everyone in the vicinity while keeping her arm around Chris’ midsection. She blew kisses at the fans as she mentally extended her middle fingers to the cameras.
“Oh my God! It’s Chris Brown!” One particular fan shouted over everyone else.
Right at the entranceway Jay-Z and Beyoncé stopped when they heard the female fan scream Chris Brown’s name. The powerful couple turned around to stare in awe at the R&B singer they loathed for the last three years. Jay-Z was especially irate because while he knew his protégé was prone being disobedient, her bringing the troubled singer to such a high-profile event was the tip that broke the iceberg.
Watching hip-hop’s royal couple screw their faces in anger behind his designer shades made the singer smile. Knowing they were pissed off but were helpless to do anything about it only caused Chris to lean closer to Rihanna even more. Gradually he led her down the red carpet before they were stopped by Tim Vincent from Access Hollywood.
“Oh wow,” the dark-haired anchor chuckled into his microphone. “I never thought I would see this coming. First off let me say you two look incredible tonight.”
Leaning forward into the microphone, Rihanna said, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Rihanna.” Tim’s brown eyes kept shifting from the pop star and her surprise date for the event. Finally settling on the Bajan again, he told her, “Now I must ask you, why you decided to bring Chris Brown here tonight?”
“Well Tim…” Rihanna coyly smiled at the camera and purposefully prolonged her answer for her own amusement. “…it’s been three years and despite everything that’s happened, it’s all about forgiveness and moving forward. And that’s what I intend to do.” She released her hold on Chris to grab his hand, feeling the diamonds in his pinky ring press in her fingers. She walked forward and Chris quickly followed, leaving the dumbfounded reporter standing with his mouth agape.
Regaining his composure, Tim Vincent spoke to the camera. “And there you have it folks, Rihanna and Chris Brown are here live at the LA premier of Battleship. It’s all about forgiveness for the former couple and we here at Access Hollywood wish them the best.”
The songstress ignored all of the other reporters who were vying for an interview because she knew her date didn’t want to be out on the red carpet for every long. However, Rihanna did know what would help ease the tension Chris was feeling because of his nervousness. She marched hand-in-hand over to where the fans were standing and cheering.
The couple approached the roaring group and to Chris’ amazement, he heard Rihanna shout, “What’s up Team Breezy?”
The group of fans standing behind the velvet rope screamed even louder, chanting both Rihanna and Chris’ names. The Barbadian looked at her date and gave him a playful wink and nodded in the direction of the fans, soundlessly telling him to join in.
Feeling the strain from being in public with Rihanna vanish at her undying support, Chris also screamed, “Shouts out to Rihanna Navy for bein’ here to support my girl!”
“Oh my God! I’m gonna die from happiness!” A young blonde teen shrieked until her voice became hoarse.
Rihanna raced to the velvet ropes with Chris hot on her tail. Together they stood, shook hands, took photos with the fans’ cell phones, and signed autographs.
*****
“And we are watching live from the red carpet Rihanna and Chris Brown arriving together and now mingling with fans.”
Karrueche’s mouth nearly hit the floor, and her eyes widened at the television. She and Seiko were at her house sitting in the living room watching E! Chris told her that he would be busy today and to not wait for him. Karrueche didn’t think anything of it. She figured he would be at the studio, or hanging out with Mijo, but he never told her he would be at a movie premier with that woman.
It took several minutes for everything to register in her mind, and when it did the half-Asian went ballistic. “What the hell does he think he’s doing?” She threw the remote at the television screen and screamed at the top of her lungs. The woman stood and pulled at the strands of her hair, growling in frustration.
“Why is he still mad after what happened Monday? He didn’t get in trouble! I can’t believe he would do this to me!” The aspiring model sat down again and grabbed her iPhone. She logged on Twitter and watched horrifically at the number one Worldwide Trending Topic: #breezynavyslays. Karrueche was scared to even check her messages because she knew everyone from Team Breezy and Rihanna Navy were leaving her impudent tweets about their favorite couple.
She turned off her phone and tossed it on the sofa. Folding her arms over her chest she huffed, “I’m so sick of this shit, Sei. How long do I have to keep living like this before things change?”
“Keep your mind focused, girl.” Seiko did the best she could to cheer up her best friend. “Think about the larger picture. Things aren’t happening in the way you expect them to, so that means you have to take matters in your own hands.”
Looking at the former reality star curiously, Karrueche asked, “What’s that mean?”
“Follow me.” Seiko led Karrueche upstairs and into the bedroom she shared with Chris. Searching through the nightstand drawer, Seiko found what she was looking for and gave it to Karrueche. “Here Kae, take this.”
Karrueche reached for the box of condoms and silently watched Seiko rummage through various drawers until she discovered a pack of safety pins. Grabbing a condom out of the box, Seiko opened the safety pin and poked a few tiny holes in the foil package. Stuffing the condom in the box again, she gave the pin to her best friend. Seiko said, “Here, you try it.”
“I’m not sure about this…” Karrueche shook her head, skeptical about what her best friend was doing but took the pin anyway.
“Look, you do what you have to do, Kae.” Seiko told her sternly. “It’s a dog-eat-dog world and your only chance of keeping everything you have is to get pregnant. That way, no matter if Chris dumps you for Rihanna; he’ll still be in your life—forever! And you’ll get child support. Imagine getting $20,000 a month for the next eighteen years?”
Karrueche knew what she was about to do was unethical; it went against her moral code. However she refused to return back to the life she once lived before meeting Chris. Reaching for a condom, she went ahead and repeated Seiko’s actions.
*****
Inside the theater, Rihanna and Chris decided to sit at the top in the back row. Together they were in the corner laughing and joking at her acting debut on the screen. People continued to stare and whisper amongst themselves at the odd couple huddled together and whispering in each other’s ears. At first Rihanna and Chris ignored the spectators but once they heard someone say, “He beat her up. She’s a fool to take him back. I hope he beats her up again.” Rihanna lost it.
Sitting at Chris’ right, she turned around and discovered the culprit who spoke the disrespectful words. Flipping the older woman off, the pop star mouthed the words, “Fuck you” before facing Chris again.
He gave his girlfriend a mini high-five before they burst out in a fit of giggles. She rested her head on his shoulder and circled her arms around his torso. Together they finished watching the rest of the movie in silence.
*****
After the movie ended, Chris stopped at the concessions booth to get him and his date some refreshments while Rihanna went to the bathroom. After paying for his purchases, Chris waited against the wall and sipped his soda while surveying everyone in the lobby.
Some people were staring and pointing at him while whispering amongst their friends and dates. Others smiled in his direction and he politely smiled back. And he was thankful for the few people who didn’t pay him any attention and continued on with what they were doing. He sipped his drink and scowled when he tried to slurp what was left of his cola.
Damn, it’s all gone. I just stood here and drunk a large cup of Coke and she still ain’t came out the bathroom! Voicing his thoughts Chris asked aloud, “How long does it take fo’ a girl to use the fuckin’ bathroom?”
“You don’t need to worry about Rihanna.” A familiar male voice spoke to Chris from his left. He turned in the direction and squeezed his empty cup tighter when he saw his girlfriend’s manager standing next to him.
The singer would be lying if he said that he wasn’t nervous because he was. This is the first time in three years that Chris has stood face-to-face with Jay-Z. He knew the rapper was trying to do everything to keep him and Rihanna apart, and destroy his career in the process. It was because of Jay-Z’s adamant determination to ruin him that made Chris work even harder to build himself back up again musically.
Now it seemed that he would go toe-to-toe with Rihanna’s manager, and if it was for defending himself and the woman he loved, Chris would gleefully fight the man that stood one inch above him. It didn’t matter how much money Jay-Z had. Chris didn’t care about all of his connections in the entertainment world; he only cared about the happiness of himself and Rihanna. No one else mattered.
“You should be concerned with yourself.” The older man looked at Chris with all the hatred he had for the younger man. “It wasn’t smart of you to come out here tonight. You should’ve stayed at home.”
Chris gritted his teeth, seething at Jay-Z’s words and it showed in his face as it turned red with fury. “I thought I was dead to you, Mr. Carter.” Chris intentionally used Jay-Z’s last name not out of respect, but to get underneath the rapper’s skin. And it did. Jay-Z frowned, disapproving of the singer using his name just to bait him. “Why would someone like you, waste time talkin’ to a dead man?”
“I did say you’re a walking dead man three years ago, fuck nigga.” Jay-Z turned the tables on their conversation and was delighted to see Chris’ eyes widen in fear at his threat. “Keep that in mind. Don’t get too comfortable.” With his final words, the rapper bumped his shoulder into Chris’ and walked away.
There were a few witnesses who watched Chris and Jay-Z exchange words before Jay-Z purposefully bumped into the R&B star. No one heard what was said because their voices were too low, but judging by the look on Chris’ face, whatever the rapper said made him blanch.
Did this nigga jus’ threaten my life? Those were Chris’ final thoughts before his date returned visibly upset as he was.
*****
Rihanna stood in the theater’s bathroom and looked down to wash her hands. When she finished, she looked up and frowned at the reflection standing behind her. Not bothering to turn around, the pop star reached for a towel and dried her hands. “Good evening, Bey.”
Beyoncé nodded in response. “Good evening, Rihanna. I see you brought Chris with you, tonight.”
“Gee, I didn’t notice.” Rihanna disposed of the towel and turned around to leave, but stopped when she felt Beyoncé’s hands on her arm. Shaking her arm from the woman’s grasp the Bajan asked, “What’s wrong? Seriously, why do you guys keep meddling in my life?”
“Jay’s really upset with you, and so am I.” Beyoncé ignored Rihanna’s frustration and continued on. “We tried to warn you last month about seeing Chris. We told you that if you continued to see him, we weren’t going to let you see Blue.”
Folding her arms, Rihanna rolled her hazel-green eyes at the singer and said, “Well, since I’m in no rush to change diapers or warm bottles in the middle of the night, I guess we’re even.” Again the pop star moved to exit the bathroom, and again Beyoncé reached out to stop her.
“Don’t ruin your career over him, Rihanna. He’s not worth it.”
Pursing her lips together, Rihanna inhaled and exhaled slowly to calm herself. She didn’t want to shout to draw attention to herself and her manger’s wife from the women in the spacious public bathroom about her private life. Once her composure was together Rihanna told Beyoncé, “I just received a standing ovation for my first film. Battleship is already number one at international box offices and expect for it to be number one here in America, too. I just signed on to produce my own fashion television show in the UK, and my clothing line for Armani comes out this year.
“Vita Coco just renewed my contract, and ‘Birthday Cake’ is already at number three on the R&B charts. And number thirty on the pop charts. That’s with no promotion, no iTunes release, a purchasable download, music video, or a fucking single cover for the song!
“And I do remember that at this time last year, your song ‘Girls’ received all the promotion in the world. You performed it at the Billboard Awards and on Oprah’s last show, and it only made it to number twenty-nine on the pop charts.
“My career is very much intact and I’m doing just fine. Thank you. Whether you like it or not, Chris and I are in demand. There was a whole crowd outside that was happy to see us. And even if people didn’t want us together, it doesn’t matter. I love him. He loves me. That’s it. So maybe you should worry about reviving your own career instead of worrying about my life. Because I don’t care if you, Jay, or the whole fucking world hates me, I’m gonna do what I wanna do.”
This time Rihanna stormed out of the bathroom and Beyoncé didn’t try to stop her.
Once entering the lobby, she saw Chris and automatically noticed that something was bothering him. She quickly went to him and asked, “Baby what’s wrong?”
Shaking his head the singer replied, “Nothin’ babe. I’m jus’ sick of folks all in our business an’ shit. Let’s go.”
Taking the snacks from his hands, Rihanna and Chris left the theater together not caring about the negative opinions of the people in the building.
*****
Rihanna sat in the passenger seat of Chris’ brand new Range Rover and looked out the window and into the night of Los Angeles. Her boyfriend called Mijo to drive it to the theater and from there the couple left in the vehicle and Mijo found a ride back home. They drove silently on the expressway after listening to the other’s run-ins with the Knowles-Carters. Rihanna was furious that Jay-Z would confront Chris and make idle threats to her boyfriend about her personal life! If she didn’t know any better, she’d swear her manager was in love with her!
She’s forgiven Chris. Her family has forgiven Chris and that made her happy. She remembered her younger brother Rorrey and her father making threats, vowing to get revenge on the singer years ago. But they managed to put aside their hostility because they both saw how much she loved Chris. Her brother and Chris met during her Valentine’s Day birthday party and chatted. Rihanna begged Rorrey to know what the conversation was about, but he told her that it was between men. She tried to pry information out of Chris, but he gave her the same response. Whatever they spoke about, Rihanna was just glad they came to mutual terms.
Her father briefly spoke to the press and told them he forgave Chris and that Chris deserved a second chance for his mistakes. He even gave the singer his blessing to date Rihanna again. Naturally his words were misquoted and the media printed false stories to make it seem like her daddy advocated domestic violence. It didn’t matter to Rihanna what the media said, because she knew despite the rocky relationship she had with her father, he loved her and trusted Rihanna to make the right decision on who she wanted to share her life with. And she appreciated it.
The most important people in her life welcomed Chris back with open arms. Rihanna couldn’t understand why her manager—who wasn’t even related to her—was doing everything in his power to separate her from Chris.
“Must be one of life’s mysteries.” Rihanna muttered.
Hearing her quietly talking to herself, Chris quickly looked over at her before focusing on the road again. “You say somethin’ babe?”
“Nah I didn’t say anything.” The songstress relaxed in the soft leather of her seat and closed her eyes. She smiled, recalling all the good times they spent in his Range Rover when they were teens. But this was nice, too. They quietly enjoyed each other’s company while riding on the expressway with no destination in mind. It originally started as a way to lose the paparazzi, but since they were long gone for more than an hour, Chris continued to drive and Rihanna didn’t say anything to stop him.
Pressing her cheek into the seat, Rihanna looked at her boyfriend and asked, “Baby can you turn on the radio?”
Not replying, Chris reached forward and turned on the radio to a local urban station. He smiled when his song, “Sweet Love” was played. The singer turned up the music a little, not wanting to ruin the mood that was in the vehicle. He gently sung along and smiled more when Rihanna joined in.
“All these sensations… got me goin’ crazy for ya…” Rihanna closed her eyes and whispered the lyrics.
Exiting from the expressway, Chris pulled into the parking space of a deserted park. It was late and no one was around so Chris knew he and his girlfriend would have their privacy.
Rihanna felt the car stop and the music turned off. She opened her eyes and lifted her head, looking out the windshield at the dark trees and expanse of grass several yards in front of them. “Chris where are we?”
“We at the park.” He turned his key so the battery could run to keep the headlights on. Connecting his iPhone to the SUV stereo, the R&B star played his song “Sweet Love”, turned up the volume to full blast, and put it on repeat. Opening his door, he walked around the front of the car to open the passenger side door. “Get out.”
“What?” Rihanna took Chris’ hand and he helped her down from the vehicle. He left the passenger side door open so they could hear the music outside.
Never letting go of her hand, Chris twirled his girlfriend around and pressed her back against his chest. He grinded his pelvis into her buttocks and leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Girl I want to know, your body… Tonight is the night, that I change your life…”
Chuckling lightly, Rihanna reached for his arms and closed them around her body. She leaned her head back to rest on his shoulder. The Bajan swayed from left to right, closing her eyes and smiling as her boyfriend danced and serenaded her irritation from the premier into the night.
*****
#CBRihRangeRoverSwag
I’ve never been to a major movie premier before so I don’t even know if they have premiers at movie theaters or somewhere grandiose. So needless to say I don’t even know if they serve candy at these things. Work with me people. And everything I said about Rihanna and Beyoncé are facts! Nothing’s falsified! The Queen of Shade strikes again!
I must be slow or something, but can anyone tell me why Team Breezy is mad at K-Mac? He’s the only one from CBE with a got damned job!
Irrelevant thought: Wouldn’t it be dope (in my 90s slang—yeah I’m an old woman, lol) if Chris hired Rihanna as his leading lady for the “Sweet Love” video?
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