In 1975, Kylea James, moved to the projects of Boston with her mother. She has a gift of singing and dancing, but doesn't think she has the skills. She meets five boys who she became very close friends with.
Her mother enters her in a talent show, t...
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I took off my heels and sighed in relief, I was walking too the tour buses with Clover, Da'Nae and Kimari, I was meeting Bobby there.
My phone vibrated, I turned it on and I was beyond shocked of what the news said. "Oh my God." I covered my mouth.
"What? What's wrong?" Clover asked concerned as she held Da'Nae's hand. "It's Whitney, she died." I told her.
"What the hell happened?" She asked as I went through the news to get the story. "She died of a drug overdose and drowned in the bathtub in her hotel suite." I read as my heart sunk.
"Oh wow," Clover mumbled
"Shit," I went on call, and dialed the number. "Who are you calling?" Clover asked.
"Krissi, I need to know if she's okay." I answered as Krissi picked up the phone crying her eyes out.
"Lea." Krissi sobs on the phone, my heart sunked so bad.
"Honey, where are you? Is Royce there with you?" I asked. I heard some shuffling in the background. "Yea, ma?"
"Stay with her, I'ma be there soon," I hung up the phone. "Can you please watch Kimari?" I asked Clover trying to stay calm. "Yeah, I got you." Kimari goes and holds Clover's hand, she hands me the keys to her car and they go to where Bobby was.
I run over to the rental car that Clover was using, Royce sent me the directions to the hotel they was at. I pulled off and drove like I've never drove before. ~~~~~~~~~
15 minutes later
Beverly Hills Hilton
I pulled up to the hotel parking lot, I put on some Nike slides and climbed out the car and to the entrance way of the hotel. Paparazzi and the news was everywhere, fans surrounded the area lighting up candles for their fallen pop star.
I managed to get inside the hotel lobby and I see Royce sitting on the hotel lobby chairs, with a sweater, jeans, and some Nike Jordans.
"Royce, baby," I called him, I walked up to him and I pulled him in my arms, worried about him and Krissi.
"Where's Krissi?" I asked him, he faced down, not answering.
"Royce, where's Krissi?" I asked again.
"I don't know, she left right after I hung up the phone with you half an hour ago." He answered with his voice low.
I close my eyes and took a breath. "Come on," I say opening my eyes and me and Royce goes to the car and we pull out the parking lot and to the hotel where me and Bobby are at. ~~~~~~~~~ The Next Morning
Tommy was on the phone with the police to help find Krissi, while Bobby was in the phone. Kimari was on my lap asleep, Royce, Bobby Jr., La'Princia and Landon was there too.
"I was told she checked in this morning," Bobby was on the phone with the hotel that Krissi might've checked in. "Can y'all please check again?"
After a moment later, no response. "They're hiding her from me, there's no explanation." Bobby tells me and Tommy.
"Why would they do that, dad?" Bobby Jr. questions. "I'll tell you exactly why, they hate me more than they love her," Bobby replies facing Bobby Jr. then back at the phone conversation.
"Sorry sir, we've checked several times anyone under that name." Hotel reception says on the other line.
"Yea, alright, tank you for your time." Bobby says before hanging up the phone.
"I told you to not let her out of your sight," Bobby says to Tommy. "She wanted to take a shower, what the hell was I supposed to do? How was I supposed to know that they was gonna sneak her out of the room?" Tommy questions getting a little frustrated.
"And who is this damn Nick person? That's what I wanna know," Bobby questions getting upset.
"He lived with them, Whitney took him in," Royce answered as he leans against the bed next to Landon.
Bobby clenches is jaw. "So, they got this dude, living at home with my child and nobody bothers to tell me?"
Bobby's phone vibrates, he grabs it and answers the phone. "Hello, hey," Bobby says while being on the phone. "Have you heard anything?"
"Nah, man you want me to check the Beverly Hilton?" The person on the other line asked.
"No, we was just there this morning," Bobby says as he rubs his forehead in frustration.
"A'ight, I'll keep looking," The person on the other line says before Bobby hangs up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rest In Peace to the angel with the most beautiful voice. Whitney Elizabeth Houston.
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