S E R E N I T Y:
"Ma, Dad, let me explain before you kill me," I said to my Mom and Dad as I walked into the door. They were both in their usual spots at this time of morning, reading the paper, watching the news, and drinking coffee
"Hey! How yall doing?" Chris asked as he burst in the door. Fuck, I told him to stay out in the car until I text him and told him it was okay to come in. I need to warm my parents up to the fact that I spent the night with a complete stranger almost, and the fact that he’s a celebrity doesn’t make it any better.
"Serenity Elizabeth McFadden, you have 30 seconds to explain where you were last night and why there’s a thug in my living room," my mom said as she pulled her glasses down to the tip of her nose while looking over them at Chris and I. Chris just rolled his eyes as he step forward and extended his hand.
"Hi, I’m Chris Brown. It’s my fault Serenity never came home last night. We got caught up in my studio. Once I get started making music, it’s hard to stop. I sincerely apologize and it won’t happen again."
"I know it won’t happen again Mr. Brown because she’s grounded, I’m not sure when you might be able to see her again. Serenity is to be a doctor or surgeon, not some musician…therefore your services are no longer needed Mr. Brown." Before I could say anything, I heard Ashley’s feet hit the ground as she ran down the steps.
"Oh my God, what are you doing here Chris? Mom, don’t talk to Chris like that! Chris, how are you?" Ashley said as rambled between talking to mom and Chris.
"Uh, hey shawty…I’m good. I’m just dropping Serenity off, I need to head back now…got a couple of interviews I need to do. I’ll call you later Serenity," he said as he wiggled out of Ashley’s embrace, kissed my forehead, then headed for the door.
"Mom, grill her later…we need to talk," Ashley said as she pulled me all the way upstairs and into her room.
"Ashley I’m pretty tired, can’t we talk later? I’m pretty sure I’m on house arrest for the rest of my life, so I’ll be here when you get back from school," I asked her as I lay down on her bed.
"I’m pretty sure you are tired. How the hell did this happen? I mean, where do you guys meet? I mean….I don’t know what I mean right now, how did you spend the night at his house…or hotel?"
"It wasn’t his house or hotel, it’s Tyga’s…don’t ask me why Tyga has a mansion in Louisiana of all places, I wondered the same thing."
"Tyga? Oh my goodness, you are so lucky! If I didn’t have to go to class, I’d drill you about everything…it can wait until later though. That gives you the chance to sober up, I can smell it on your breath." She pecked me on my cheek, got her books, then slammed the door behind her as she left. I just shook my head and checked my phone as I plugged it up to her charger.
9:45 am Chris: Serenity Elizabeth McFadden, I hope you ain get in 2 much trouble. I’m sure ya mom will come around…ya Dad didn’t look to happy 2 see me either. Lol, its all good tho. I’ll make em love me, don’t worry. You need your car back so I’ll drive it back to you later, maybe I can get Tyga’s cook to come and cook dinner for us and your family, you down ma?
9:47 am Me: Chris, I have too much of a hangover to answer this properly right now.
9:50 am Chris: Haha, I’ll see you around 7 ma.
"Serenity, Aunt Lisa is coming over soon and needs you to babysit Kendall and Kylie," my mom said as she burst into Ashley’s room.
"Mom, I’m really not in the mood to babysit the twins right now. They’re two…remember what people say about kids when they’re two? It’s the "terrible two’s" stage and I can’t deal with them, not today…not with this headache."
"You were perfectly fine last night with Mr. Brown so you’re watching them today. Instead of grounding you like I want to, your father is making this your punishment. So, get up and get showered."
"I’d rather be grounded."
"I know, blame your father. Come on, get up honey," she said as she kissed my forehead then pulled me off of Ashley’s bed. I’m really not in the mood to deal with those darn twins, they’re evil and my dad knows this. That’s why he’s making it my punshiment.
C H R I S B R O W N:
I hate interviews with a passion. I don’t even know why I signed up for this shit. They don’t focus the questions around what’s important, which is the music…instead they focus it around my personal life and it gets annoying after a while. Mike promised this interview wouldn’t be like all the rest of them though, I hope he’s right. I damn sure don’t have a problem with walking out and getting in the car. I’ll wait right there until he’s done with his part of the interview. Fuck the media, I’m not letting them make me lose my cool anymore…that’s all they want from me.
"Okay okay, I’m Angie and we got Tyga and my man Chris in the building at 106.5 radio station. Chris, Tyga….how y’all doing? What y’all doing all the way down in Lousiana for anyway?" I remember Angie, she was the same reporter that drilled me at the club one time…she was doing an interview for some self publishing magazine she was trying to get up and running. I answered a few questions but Big Pat apparently saw how annoyed I was and asked her to leave. I hope she doesn’t bring that up again.
"Wassup Angie? We good ma, we just down here…filming, chilling, ya know? Chris actually filmed one part of his video here in some club, I forgot the name of it but yeah, we just working like always." I was glad Mike talked first, I’m letting him do most of the talking…maybe she won’t focus on me as much.
"Okay, that’s cool. I feel you. Now, Chris…what are you up to these days? Are we getting another album soon? Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy the mixtapes but there’s nothing like an album, right?"
"Since I’m not really giving or doing much else in Louisiana, I guess I can give a little exclusive to the radio station here. So, yes there’s an album coming…we’re shooting for some time in July. There’s already been a single leaked from it, don’t ask me how it got leaked but if you go looking hard enough, I’m sure you’ll find it."
"Alright, you know I’ll be searching later on today. What can we expect to hear on this album you’re working on?"
"This album is pretty much just me…expressing myself, coming out of the little shell I put myself in. As you probably know, this is the first interview I’ve done in a while. I shut everything else out so I could work on the album. We still have a long way to go until July but we’re working, nonstop."
"Right..now when you say this album is just you, expressing yourself…what exactly are you expressing? Is it past relationship problems or you know…that kind of stuff. I’m sure the fans are dying to know how you really feel about some things."
"My real fans already know how I feel about most things. Let’s talk about Tyga’s new song though, you heard it yet? That shit is fire, right?" I had to get the attention off of me, I knew all too well what she was trying to get to.
"You talking about Rack City? That is fire! Tyga Tyga, when we getting an album from you?" Before answering, Tyga smashed my face against the microphone, making all types of noises on the radio. I laughed, he didn’t like interviews either but it’s his fault for scheduling this wack ass one.
"Album is coming soon man, I don’t have all kinds of details to give you like Chris over there though…mainly because I suck at that kind of shit…I just make the music. I let other people handle the rest."
"I feel you, it’s all good. Breezy, I need to know man…I got fans tweeting me so I have to ask…how are things with Karruche? You don’t find it hard to love again after the situation with Rihanna? It’s been a while now, I figure we can talk about." Fuck, I knew it was coming. If I could do one interview without those types of questions, I swear I wouldn’t mind doing interviews more often but this is the shit I have to deal with. Mike just shook his head, he knew I didn’t like this, one bit.
"I’d rather not talk about that. Kae’s good though, she’s cool. Hit her up on Twitter and ask her how things are, maybe she’ll tell you." I lied, I know damn well things are not good with Karruche. She’s called and left a million messages but I’m just not ready to deal with the bullshit that I know talking to her is going to bring.
"Come on Chris, I mean…we’ve seen pictures of you and Rihanna. It’s no big secret that you guys are friends again…she’s even followed you back on Twitter. Is there any chance of you and Rih getting back together? Or, is this plus size girl your new boo? She’s cute though, I didn’t know you like big girls, where’d you find her?" She turned her computer screen around and showed me a picture of Serenity and I, walking in the mall and then again at Red Robin. Fuck! It wasn’t even crowded in the mall or Red Robin, not too many people even recognized me, there wasn’t paparazzi or anything else around..at least I don’t think it was. How the hell did she get pictures then? I should have known this would happen, I don’t even know why I expected it to be different here in country ass Louisiana. This is not Virginia, this is not home…I need to keep reminding myself that.
"And on that note, I think I’m done with this interview. Mike you can stay, but I’m out," I said as I pushed my chair back and headed for the door. I wanted to pick up the chair and throw it out a damn window, just to give the media something else to talk about. My phone started vibrating. I looked down and saw I had a text from Serenity.
1:30 pm Serenity: I’m listening to the radio and….I swear that lady was talking about me…she was, wasn’t she?
I just closed her text, I didn’t want to text her back in the state of mind I’m in right now…I might end up saying something I know I’ll regret. I tried pushing my phone down in my pocket until it vibrated again, this time it was Kae.
1:35 pm Kae: I don’t know why you aren’t answering my calls but I’m here in Louisiana…waiting for you at Tyga’s house…his guard let me in. I’m not quite sure what’s going on thanks to the radio interview I just heard but we need to talk, as soon as possible.
1:40 pm Me: No we don’t, it’s over Kae. It was over when you decided to pack and leave without telling me shit. I don’t even know what I did. You had me up all damn night, wondering what it was I did to make you leave. Now, I realize you’re just selfish and don’t think before you act, you knew I’d lose it if I came home and you weren’t there. Please, do yourself a favor and don’t be there when we get back, Tyga might have you escorted out and I don’t want you to be humiliated like that. Deuces.