Sing: The Era of Music

Chapter 63: Tragedy

The next morning, Porsha returned from her business trip. "Baby! Kids! I'm back!" she said as she heads to the living room and sees Chris on the couch. "Hey babe. You okay?" asked Porsha as she sees his black eye. "What happened to your eye?" asked Porsha. "Trent. He kept gloating about being the better man than me. So I confronted and demanded why he was doing it." said Chris. "And what did he say?" asked Porsha. "He said it was because of what I did to him years ago." Chris replied. "Well don't worry about him. He's trying to get into your head. Don't look back into the past." said Porsha as she held his shoulder and hand. Chris holds her hand tightly before chuckling. "You know Luna came and hit that man in the groin and punched him?" he said. "Really?" said Porsha in surprise. "I didn't know she had the fire in her." said Chris. "Well, I may be her on the outside, but she has a lot of you on the inside. Besides, she's protective. Why don't you go out for a drive, clear your head? I'm gonna visit your dad and give him some clothes I made for him." said Porsha as she shows him. "Wow. This looks nice. I think he'll love it." said Chris. Later, Chris follows Porsha's advice and goes out for a drive on his motorcycle. He strolls around Catalonia, seeing billboards of himself and his music being heard by multiple citizens. He then comes to a stop in front of the elementary school. He walks around before having a flashback of Chris and Trent's fight. *Flashback* Chris continued to punch Trent out of anger. "Chris! That's enough!" said a teacher as he held him back. Trent slowly got back up, with blood coming from his mouth. *Flashback end* Chris's ears perked up when he heard his phone ringing. It was his dad. "Hey, Pops." said Chris. But instead of Malcolm's voice...he hears his wife's voice. "Chris, you gotta get here. It's Pops. He had a stroke." said Porsha as Chris's eyes widened and immediately sped off to his house. "The doctors said multiple organ failures and...it might be time to say goodbye." said Porsha as she silently sobbed. Chris's eyes were filled with tears as he arrived at the house. He enters and sees Porsha, giving her hug. He then enters the room, where he sees his father in bed. "Pops?" said Chris shakily. "Chris...you came." said Malcolm with a smile. "I'm here." he said as he held his hand. "Oh that face. Everytime I look at you...I see of your mother. My...Queen. You have her fur...and her personality." said Malcolm as Chris sheds more tears. "No...I can't lose you too." he said. "Don't be sad. Be happy...only think happy thoughts. Like how you spread love and joy with the people you are with." said Malcolm as Chris looks at him and stops shedding tears. "You are a special boy, Chris. Just like your mother said you would. I am very proud of you and I love you to the moon...and back." said Malcolm as Chris sheds tears once again and shook his head. "No, please." he said. Malcolm then sheds a tear and says his last words. "Queen...your King is coming." he said as he slowly closed his eyes. Chris silently sobs and held his hand tightly. "Dad." whispered Chris. Malcolm was gone. A few days later, a funeral was held for Malcolm. Many people were in attendance including The Moon Troupe, Porsha's parents, Meena's family, Rosita's family, Jared and his family, Leo's coach and teammates, Clay Calloway and Nana Noodlemen. As Chris, Jimmy and two other caretakers carried the coffin, Chris looks to his right and sees Porsha, Luna and Leo in tears. They then head to the burial site, where they arrived at Queen's grave. Before they buried his coffin, Chris, Porsha, Luna and Leo placed their hands on the coffin to say their final goodbyes. They then release the coffin until Chris broke down and leaned his head on the coffin, silently sobbing. Chris slowly closed his eyes as a few tears dropped on the coffin. He then takes a deep breath and remembered what Malcolm told him. He stood as he stepped back, allowing the coffin to slowly descend into the ground. 30 minutes later, Chris and Porsha were in Malcolm's room on his bed. Then, the Moon Troupe enter. "Hey Chris. We're sorry for your loss." said Buster. "If you ever need anything, we're always here to help." said Rosita as Chris slightly smiled. "Thanks everyone." he said. "So what are you gonna do about Trent?" asked Meena. "What do you mean?" asked Chris. "He's been defaming you ever since the conflict between you two on the beach." said Ash as she shows him the interviews and all of them were about the incident between the two. Chris then slowly clenches his fists as he looks at Porsha. "There's only one way to take him down." he said as Porsha slowly smiled, knowing exactly what he means. "Then do what you gotta do. Don't let Trent destroy everything you built, what we built. No matter what, we'll be there for you." said Porsha as Chris smiled. Then, the next day, Chris appears on the same interview show, where he announced his retirement from singing. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for tuning in. Please welcome back my guest, the one and only, El Lobo. How you doing, my man?" asked the host. "I've been great. Thank you for having me again." said Chris. "First off, my deep condolences for the loss of your father." said the host. "Thank you." said Chris. "So you called this show and said you have something to say to the world. What's on your mind?" asked the host. "I've already know about Trent's insults towards me the last few days and I thought I would say something about it. I mean hey, props to him for winning the championship but...from the position he's in now...he's pushed me to the limit." said Chris. "Oh wait, we got a call. Caller, your on." said the host. "Hey Chris! I heard about your dad. You need a shoulder to cry on?" said the caller. Chris knows the voice. It was Trent. "Trent. Perfect timing. I actually wanted to talk to you but this ain't the way I want to handle this. A lot has happened the past few days and because of you, you pressed the wrong buttons. Which is why I challenge you. 1 on 1 and since your such a sore winner and say your the better man, how about you put the heavyweight championship on the line? Unless your afraid." said Chris with a glare on his face. "You and me? It's on!" said Trent as he hung up. Chris took off the mic and leaves the studio. "Oh boy, ladies and gentleman, we are about to see a bad blood feud go down! I can't wait!" said the host. It was now settled, Chris vs Trent, 1 on 1 for the heavyweight championship inside the Catalonia stadium.