Broken Rockstar Part 2

Chapter 210

Flashbacks of an hour prior to the breaking news are in italics...hope its not too confusing
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Derek stopped at the security gate to show all his documentation...the usual attendant Annie wasn't there...she was a huge fan and Derek had gotten to know her well over the years...instead there was a stern looking stout bald guy standing at the counter...looking more than ready to go home for the day...

Derek: Hello...
Attendant: Passport and ID please...
Derek: Sure thing...

Derek started to reach down for his lap top...it was a habit...he had done it a hundred times before he boarded the jet...he suddenly panicked...the laptop was still at home...along with his cell phone and all his documents securely tucked inside so that he wouldn't forget anything...

Derek: Damn it!
Attendant: Pardon me sir?
Derek: No...pardon me...I left my passport and ID at home inside my laptop case...
Attendant: Well then it looks like we have a problem sir...
Derek: Not necessarily...I'm sure someone here can identify me...I come here a lot....
Attendant: That may be sir...but I still need to see your documentation...
Derek: I said I don't have it and I really need to get on that jet...the one outside...that's mine and I need to get on it...I'm already late...
Attendant: I have to have your documentation sir...it's the law.
Derek: Law? You mean...like a real law or an airport law?
Attendant: I mean it's a federal law...you have to have the proper documentation to board any plane leaving the U.S. and in this case you also need a passport...
Derek: I told you I don't have my passport...I left it at home.,..
Attendant: Well can you go home and get it?
Derek: No...I can't...I also told you that I am already late...
Attendant: I'm sorry sir...but I can't help you...and you can't get on that jet...
Derek: But it's my jet...
Attendant: But it's also on American soil...which brings us back to the issue at hand...
Derek: The only issue is that you won't let me board my own jet...a jet that I paid an incredible amount of money for...I have a concert to get to in Nigeria...my band and my wife are on board waiting for us...

Derek's stern tone upsets the twins...they began to cry...

Derek: Oh see now look what you made me do...you got them upset...
Attendant: I wish I could help you...I'm sorry sir
Derek: No you're not...where's Annie anyway...she knows who I am...
Attendant: Annie took the day off.
Derek: What about your supervisor?
Attendant: I am the supervisor.
Derek: Shit!
Attendant: Using profanity isn't going to help the situation sir.
Derek: Oh no! Then what is?
Attendant: Your passport and ID...
Derek: Go to hell!
Attendant: Excuse me?
Derek: You heard me.

The attendant immediately signaled for two armed guards to come over...they stood on each side of Derek...staring him down...

Derek: What's all this?
Attendant: Sir...I'm going to have to ask you to step away from the security gate...
Derek: Why? I'm far from a threat. What the hell am I going to do with two crying babies strapped to me?
Attendant: Calm down sir...
Derek: I'm calm...I'm also pissed...this really sucks...this entire day just sucks...I am completely exhausted...I just want to get on that jet...lay my twins down for a much needed nap...put my feet up and relax in the loving arms of my beautiful wife and possibly make out like two teenagers at the prom....so...I'll say it once again...we all need to get on that jet...now!
Attendant: Look sir...if you don't pull yourself together...you're going to find yourself escorted out of the airport with your crying babies...now you're not getting on that jet without the proper documents...hell...not even the president of the U.S. can board Airforce One without proper documents so you're going to have to let it go...