Chris's POV

We've been here for all of 20 minutes. We had a drink and now I'm ready to go. I'm not staying for the show, I just came to show my face and seem like I'm being the bigger person. Not really, I'm making a statement.

"I'm hungry."

"What about the show?" She asks.

"Maybe next time, I just wanna eat." I smirk.

She blushes a bit, before nodding her head. "Okay. Let's go." She says, finishing her drink.

We get up and walk out.

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Shawnie's POV

The concert was amazing, Drake did his thing tonight. The crowd was hot the entire show. It was really lit.

After he got off the stage, I was right there to congratulate him on his show. We kissed, and we walked back to the dressing room. He took a couple of shots, showered, and changed his clothes. He went back to the hotel and while me, Dori and Mercedes headed to the after party.

While we were at the after party, Mercedes brought her phone to me and showed me pictures of Chris.

"He was here?" I ask, glancing at the picture.

"Yeah."

"Like here here, in Las Vegas, at The Wynn?" I reiterate, making sure I heard correctly.

"Yes." She says

"He didn't tell me anything." I say and take out my phone and call him.

"Wait!" I heard my cousin say but he has already picked up.

"Yeah." He answers

"Hey, you're here?" I ask

"Yeah, I'm in Vegas."

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Same reason you didn't tell me you were going." He shoots back.

"Oh, I sure didn't. I'm sorry. He really wanted me to be here for this. He said our publicist thought it would be a good idea for us to be seen out in public together to calm down all the rumors. I'm here, but it's not going all that well." I explain

"That might be what was said but it doesn't seem like he's trying to calm down rumors to me. Especially when he's talking shit to the media about me."

"I'm doing what I can. I can't control what comes out of his mouth. I'm sorry he made the comment. I will try to talk to him about it, but you have to understand his anger. These people just make up anything and people eat that shit up like it's true."

"Don't you think I know. I've been living with this shit for years. Longer than he has. I don't even have to say shit for them to come up with shit. I don't need him talking about me." He snaps

"I know Chris. I'm sorry." I say. "Mercedes just showed me a picture of you on the red carpet."

"I showed my face, then I left. I'm at the Cosmopolitan, at STK right now."

"Your favorite place." I laugh a little. "Come to the after party."

"Nah, I'm with my friend right now. She flew in with me."

"She? Oh, I understand. I'll let you get back to her then." I hung up.

"What did he say?" Dori asks

"He's with his latest hoe." I grab the bottle of vodka and pour more in my glass.

"Wait." She takes the bottle from me. "First off, he's trying to get back with you, so stop it. He's probably hurt because you came here without telling him and he's just trying to hurt you back." Mercedes says

"True." Dori says

"Talk to him tomorrow. I don't want to have you acting crazy in here." She waves me off.

She is right. I'm not about to deal with any of his drama tonight. I will just talk to him tomorrow.

"So let's see..."Mercedes says, doing something on her phone.

"What?"

"He's with a chick. Let's find out who Chris Brown was with tonight." She says

"Oh...yeah. I don't want to know. I don't wanna see his latest cum bucket. She probably isn't important enough for me to know who she is."

"I thought he was with Diamond." Dori says

"Apparently, not." I say

"Oh—." Mercedes says. "Um, blue check. I don't think she's a nobody. She looks...nice. And judging by her ig, she's a real model. Runway and magazines." She says scrolling.

"Let me see." Dori says

She shows Dori her phone, "She's hot!"

"You wanna see?" Mercedes asks

"No." I say. I take a sip of my vodka. I listened to them talk about her for a few seconds. I did kinda want to know who she was. Curiosity got the best of me and I snatched the phone from Mercedes.

"Let me see this bitch..."

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goldenbarbie Had the most incredible time at The Wynn for the Drake charity event.

She was cute...and Chris' type. I didn't really have much to say about her. I just can't believe he brought her here.

"Golden Barbie." I say handing Mercedes back her phone. "Whatever."

She puts her phone away. "Shawnie, are you okay?" Dori asks

"Of course I am. We're not together. I don't care who he's fucking. He won't keep her anyway...she's too skinny." I wave it off.

"Now that that's out of the way, let's drink a little more." Dori says

"Yes! Let us!" I say, trying to hide that I actually am bothered by this. I'm nervous about this one.

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It was almost two o'clock in the morning when I got back to our suite. Aubrey was tired, understandably, he had a long day, so he went back to the hotel. Mercedes and Dori wanted to go to the after party, so we attended. I told them I wasn't staying the whole time because the party was going to go until 4 AM and I may be a partier sometimes, but I was not staying anywhere until 4 o'clock in the morning. Plus there was so many people and I think I've developed a little anxiety when being around too many people. I get nervous, feeling like something is going to happen.

Dori went directly to her room. I had Mercedes with me and I was about to walk into the suite, but Nate stopped us by standing in my way.

"Excuse you." I look at him like he's crazy. "What the hell are you stopping me for?" I push him out of my way.

"Mrs. Graham—." He blocks me from getting in again. I step back realizing what's happening. "Who is in there?"

"Aw shit!" Mercedes says, stepping out of her shoes and pulling her hair up into a bun.

"He asked us to not let anyone in." He says

"That doesn't mean including me, moron!!" I yell

"Just let me make sure, please." He calls Aubrey. "Mrs. Graham is outside, can I let her in?....yes.... Okay." He ends the call. "He's on his way out."

"On his way out? Nate, Move!" I push him out of the way again and I open the door.

I already know what's going on and you better believe the Chicago is about to come out of both of us. I've been drinking and I don't have time for this. I just want to go to bed.

I'm met with Aubrey at the door. "Baby!" He says, nervously.

I don't say anything. I look on the sofa and I see two women sitting there, with Chubbs.

"Hi bitches!" I say walking over to them, dropping my things on the floor. Big smile on my face.

"Shawnie, they're here for Chubbs." Aubrey says

"You really expect me to believe that? I thought you were tired?" I say

"I am...he just..."

"Shut up." I say, putting my hand up, dismissing him.

They look at me with attitudes which sets me off more, like they don't know he's married. Like I'm the one that's not supposed to be here or something.

Mercedes stands behind the sofa.

"It's the truth. I'm tired as hell. He brought them up here for him and Niko. I'm just here. I was about to go in the bedroom..."

"Stop fucking lying to me!!" I yell at him.

"Calm the hell down!!" He yells back.

I turn to the women and walk over, standing in front of them.

"Thot #1." I look at the girl on the left. "Did you fuck my husband?"

"I don't have to answer you." She rolls her eyes.

"Whoa! Hold up!" Aubrey says. "This is my wife. Have some respect."

"No." She says, with the same attitude.

"Thot 2." I look at the other chick to the right. "Did you fuck my husband?"

"No."

"Did y'all plan on fucking my husband?"

"No." They both say

"Who invited you?"

"Chubbs." Thot 2 says

I look over at Aubrey and I just shake my head. I don't believe one word they're saying.

Wow. Was this really about to happen? What if I didn't come home early?

"I'm not about to sit here and be questioned by this bitch. I don't have time for—."

Before she could finish her sentence, Mercedes grabbed her from behind and pulled her over the couch and onto the floor. She started beating the shit out of her. I saw thot #2 look like she was about to grab Mercedes so I grabbed her and hit her in the face. I tried to hit her again but I was swooped up by Aubrey then backed into a wall. I couldn't get out of his hold. It was like he had all of his weight leaning against me and I couldn't move. Only thing I could do was watch, and listen to what he was saying to me in my ear.

Aubrey was saying to me what he always does when I get like this. He was telling me to calm down, I'm better than this, that I don't have to stoop to the level of violence. Also was saying how much she doesn't like for me to act like this and that it's not ladylike. Saying how he doesn't want his wife out here fighting bitches and acting ghetto. He told me I was worth too much for this and to just relax.

When he says these things to me it does calm me down and it does make me think about my actions. I'm not even this person and for someone to bring me to where I want to fight is out of character for me. I'm not a violent person but sometimes I do get a little too angry and I do get to the point where I wanna fight. But I wasn't about to let these two girls fight Mercedes. So, I did what I had to do.

Security ran in and separated Mercedes and one girl while Chubbs grabbed the other girl that I hit.

After a few minutes, and after everything calmed down, Mercedes was sitting down on the counter in the kitchen and they had the other two girls in the dining room. I watched as Chubbs brought out some documents. They signed them and he gave both of them an envelope, then security escorted them out. Aubrey finally let me go after the girls and his security left out of the suite.

"Chubbs, get out!" I yell

Chubbs looks over at Aubrey and gives him the nod.

"Mercedes, you go too." Drake says. "We need some privacy."

"You good, Shawnie?" She asks

"Yes, I'm fine!"

She eyes him. "You're lucky. I've been waiting to get my hands on you."

He shakes his head, pointing at the door. Being an asshole to her. She walks out the suite.

I slap the shit out of him. "What the fuck was that, Drake!" I yell

"Drake?" He says, upset, holding his face.

"You heard me!" I say.

"What the Fuck was that for?" He says shocked

"What was that for?" I repeat.

"This ain't Aubrey. I don't know who this person is. What the fuck were those bitches doing in here?" I ask, pissed off.

He was really about to fuck these women. Mr. I'd never do anything to hurt you. Mr. I would never cheat on you.

I feel my emotions start to surface, and my eyes get watery.

"Mami, calm down." He says walking towards me.

"Don't come near me." I say, voice quiet, but full of emotion.

"Babe?"

"No, why didn't you let me in the room?" I ask, same tone. "If nothing was going on, you could've just let me in. But you didn't."

"Baby, let's just drop it." He says

"Drop it? Answer my question." I say, but he steps closer to me instead. "I said don't come near me!" I yell. "Why were they here? Why?" I ask.

"I told you, for Chubbs and Niko."

"Where is Niko? He isn't even here. You're a liar."

"I'm not, I swear. They wanted to meet me. I wasn't about to do anything." He says.

"So why are they in our suite and not theirs?" I ask

He doesn't respond.

My heart sinks into my stomach. He was going to cheat on me....

Wow.

"I'm done, Aubrey." I say

Aubrey reaches for me, but I side step him.

"I said don't come anywhere near me." I repeat. "Don't fucking touch me." I say, opening the door.

"Don't leave, Mami." He says.

I ignore him, walking out the room, slamming the door behind me.

I grab my chest, feeling it tighten. My breath is restricting, I need to get away from him.

I walk past Eric, Sam, and Nate, down to the elevator, pushing the button frantically to go downstairs.

It finally opens, and I enter. I rode it down to the bottom. I step out of the elevator and I just walk through the casino. I didn't know where I was going. I just needed to get out of there. I feel like I can't breathe.

I see someone notice me and I realize what was happening. I smile as one person walks over to me asking for a picture, then 4, then 10. It was in a matter of 2 minutes that I was swarmed with people trying to take a picture with me.

I tried to take as many photos as possible but I was starting to get more anxious than I ever have. I was kinda panicking on the inside but I couldn't show it. I wanted to run away but I couldn't, there was a lot of people.

I started to feel like I couldn't catch my breath but I was trying to smile through it. Now, I was panicking.

I start looking around for a way out, but I don't see an opening. I'm freaking out and I don't want to have this all over the media. I need to get away.

I then feel someone lift me up, and carry me away. I don't know who it is, but I see a tattoo on his forearm. I bury my face into their body, hiding from everyone.

"Hey, ma'am, is there anywhere I can hide her for a few minutes?" I hear the man ask.

I hear someone respond but I can't make out what they say. After a few moments, I feel us moving again, but I don't know where we are.

"Hey, you're safe." The man says. "Breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth."

I then feel him loosening my grip on him, that I didn't realize I had. I start to panic more.

"Hey, hey. It's okay." He says. "I'm just taking off my shirt. Skin to skin contact helps to ground us."

A few seconds later, he wraps his arms around me, and I instantly wrap my arms around him. I was completely traumatized. What was going on with me.

"Listen to my voice." He says. "Let's level your breathing. As I'm counting down, try to steady your breaths."

He counts backwards slowly, and I try my best to calm my breathing. I focus on the voice, doing my best to calm down.

"You're doing great." He says, as my chest opens and I can get a full breath through.

I then start crying, out of nowhere. I don't try to stop it. I just let it out. I really need to release this.

A few moments of silence goes by before he speaks again.

"When you're ready, open your eyes." He says

I sigh into him, hugging him tighter, before finally opening my eyes.

The room is dim, and there's a lot of luggage. We're in a luggage holding room.

"Hi." I say, voice raspy.

"Hey, I'm Joe." He says.

I move to look up at him, and the first thing I see is this illustrious tattoo on his right arm, and chest. My eyes travel up to his goatee, then our eyes meet, and his brown eyes are like a sea of melted chocolate, and his black hair is in a loose top bun. I rest my head back down on his shoulder.

"You're beautiful." I say, before realizing it.

"So are you." He smiles.

"No I'm not." I sigh. "I'm a mess."

I feel him chuckle a bit.

I then release my arms from around him, and he helps me sit next to him in a chair.

"Do you mind telling me what happened? How did you end up there?" He asks, softly, looking into my eyes.

"I don't want to." I say honestly. "But thank you though." I say, genuinely, dropping eye contact.

"You're welcome, sweetie." He responds

"Why though?" I ask. "You don't even know me?"

"No. As soon as you stepped off of the elevator, I noticed you. I don't know why. You looked to be in some kind of trouble, so I kept an eye on you. A woman who looks like you, alone in a place like this, looking as if she's in trouble, I kinda felt I had to look out." He explains.

"That's nice of you." I say

"So I watched you, to see where you were going and if you were meeting anyone. You kept walking by and you looked lost. I noticed people started to look at you and walk over and see you. You looked very bothered and anxious about something but you put a smile on your face anyway and started taking pictures with people so I figured you were some kind of celebrity. And so that's another red flag for me because if you're a celebrity, why are you by yourself? But then a lot of people started to come over to you and it was almost overwhelming for me to watch, so I decided to step in." He continues

"I really appreciate it, can I...."

Someone knocks on the door, interrupting our conversation. Joe looks up at the door, before walking over and opening it.

I look and see that it's Eric and Nate.

"Shawnie, you need to come with us. He's looking for you." Nate says.

"Excuse me, sir!" Nate says, pushing past Joe, with Eric standing standing in from of him

Nate walks over to me, and points at the door.

"Come on." He says.

I let out a frustrated sigh before getting up. I steady myself before walking out of the room. I caught Joe's eye. He went to say something, but Eric cut him off.

"And put on a damn shirt." Eric says to Joe.

I leave with them but I'm still really pissed.

So... What did you think about this chapter?
How do you feel about Aubrey's behavior?
What do you think about what happened with Shawnie?
What do you think about Joe??