Happily Ever After (Trequel to Love Me Back)

The Good, The Bad, & the Bullshit

Anya in the mm

Cree

"Michael the last thing I'm worried about is the tour. What if Chris has to be held in jail for days or worse, he gets put back on probation for some bullshit." I ran my hand through my hair and kissed all the kids on the head, and clutched my keys in my hand.

"I feel you. I'll make sure none of the kids watch tv or something they'll see Chris on."

"Thank you." I said, getting off the bus and moving through all the fans and other people to my car.

I followed the remaining police car to the station, and the more I thought about the situation happening, the more pisses I became and was closer to beating this bitch's ass.

I parked and locked the black matte Range Rover that Chris always says is too big for me, and I don't think it is until I have to jump down from the drivers seat.

I walked in the building and noticed the police officer at the desk was on the phone, so I sat in one of the seats, and picked up my phone because it was ringing.

"Hello?" I answered, placing my elbows on my knees, but my purse made it uncomfortable because I have a big chest.

"What happened? I turn on the tv and all it says is Chris was arrested." Mama J said and I wiped my eye.

"Supposedly he did a hit and run. But I'm pretty sure that's not the case. Ole girl that tmz is always saying he's with, set this shit up. But how're you?"

"Scheming ass. Trifling ass... ooo I told chris to stay away from that thing." Mama said and I tried to hold in my laughs. "But I'm fine. Chris didn't tell you? I got all cleared a couple days ago."

"No but that's good. I'll talk to you later though." I said as Chris's new lawyer, Richard, walked in.

"Love you, bye." she said and I said the same and hung up.

"Have you heard anything on him yet?" Richard asked and I shook my head no.

The officer at the front desk hung up the same time I did, and Richard and I went up to him.

"Chris-"

"Brown." Richard cut me off and the officer looked back and forth at the both of us.

"Relationship?" Officer Jenkins asked and I rolled my eyes because he knew who I was.

"Wife." I said showing my ID.

He started typing in the computer, and stared at the screen.

"Says his bail is posted at $5,000." Jenkins said and I pulled out my purse and pulled out two stacks that contained $2,500 each.

I always carry $5,000 in my purse, incase something like this happens. Accompanied by a 38.

"Not that easy ma'am. You are aware it's 1 in the morning."

"And you're open all the time, what's your point? Give me the paper work and everything else I need to get him out."

Jenkins gave me all the supplies and after ten minutes of signing and everything else, the cop called another cop, telling him to release Chris.

I sat in a chair and five minutes later, Chris walked through a set of doors with the most pissed off expression, making me stand up and rush over to him.

"Are you okay?" I asked, kissing his cheek, and his nostrils flared.

Richard kept trying to talk to him as we made it to the car but Chris wasn't having it.