Come Back to Reality

Chapter 7:

The Morning After

"Come on babe, get yo ass up!" Chris was half yelling because he was still tired. "The plane's leaving in 2 hours. We gotta pack our bags and go."

"Please, babe. A couple more minutes."

"Get yo ass up!! I'm not telling you no more, we gotta go!" he said, smacking my bare ass so hard that it stung.

I reluctantly got up. This was too much for me. "Chris, stop that shit. It hurts."

"I'm sorry baby," he said, kissing my forehead. "Don't forget that damn pill, either."

SHIT! I almost forgot.

"I'm gonna call my sisters, brothers, and parents so y'all can meet before I say goodbye."

"Hurry up. Tell them to meet us at LAX."

.....

"Hey, Chris and Tyga, this is our mom Candace and my dad Warren. This is the oldest, Warren Jr., but we call him 'Pops'. He's 28, and this is the youngest Blake, he's 7."

"FLIGHT 17 HAS ARRIVED" -Intercom

"Bye guys, I love and will miss you," India and I said at the same damn time. We hugged and kissed Mom, Dad, Pops, Brooke, Allan, Angela, Morgan, Bree, Tyler II, and Blake.

India:"Bye guys." (She was going with us and Tyga).

We were on our way to Chi-Town/ Chicago. I wonder what it's gonna be like being on the road and portrayed as a groupie.