When We Meet Again

Without You to Remember

Rihanna's POV

My name is Rihanna, but I'm sure you already knew that. I am 24 years old as of this monday and I can't wait.

Usually on my birthday, my mom, stepdad and I would sit down together as a family and we would have a birthday cake, some snacks, pizza and just enjoy ourselves. Those are the some of the happiest moments in my life. Spending time with my family.

I have been living on my own for about 4 years, but I live close to my parents so I always find time to visit. When I graduated high school and it was time to go to college, I couldn't start going to university right away because my dad got into a car accident. We were already low on cash and then we had to pay for his hospitalization fees. I know he regrets not letting me get an education on time, but I really wasn't bothered by it.

My father-by-blood left my mom and I a long time ago, so I could care less about him. My real father was a caring, kind, and hardworking man. We are closer than most step-dads and daughters are and I really love him. Like he was my actual father.

In the year that I didn't go to school, I fell in love with music again.

Music...

A long time ago, I fell into a deep state of depression. I think I was about 17 years old, so around 7 years ago, I forced myself to forget everything that happened before that time. So here I am today. A girl with a past to remember, but I think I'm better off not knowing. I mean, I tried so hard to forget. Why would I push myself past my limit to remember. My parents told me it was because of a heartbreak. But I think I'm too strong of a woman now to ever fall victim to the love of a man.

Sure, I've dated a few guys. 2 or 3 since the end of high school, but falling victim doesn't mean I'll stay a loner forever. I'm a grown woman, my hormones need to get somewhere in life too.

There was this one song that I've always loved. When my deep state in depression finally ended, I listened to this song and listened to it and just kept on listening. My parents tell me I love it so much because it links to my past, but I refuse to believe. It's just a song that I really like.

I don't know the male artist who wrote the song, but it really pinches my skin. It's also a pretty old song, so I don't bug my friends to help my find out who the artist is. I don't need to know those things, I just need to know that I know the song.

It is mid-summer afternoon and it is hot as hell. I looked out the window and saw my neighbors dog. He was barking at the stray cats again. Sometimes I couldn't figure out if he did it because it was in his nature or because he wanted to.

Makes me think about men. Do men hurt women because it's like instinct, a part of their nature as human males, or do they hurt women because they feel like it?

Very controversial, so I'd rather not buttheads with that idea. "AHHHH! It's too hot to think."

I got out my chair and slipped into my room. Turned on the air conditioner, grabbed my headphones, and started jamming to my song. When I first heard the song, I don't know why, but I already knew all the lyrics. It was surprising, but I never thought it meant anything. Just happens. Like when it rains. It just happens.

My phone rang. I looked at the caller and saw it was "<3 BAEE <3."

I answered the phone, "Hello? Hello? Who is this?" I hanged up. It was probably just a prank call. But why was it labeled as bae?

I sighed, "Technology nowadays," could've been some kids who got there fingers on an app that changes the caller ID.

As my song started playing once again, I laid down on my bed and with time, I fell fast asleep.

Chris Brown's POV

I was getting ready for my concert in Canada when I was sitting in the makeup room on standby and I called her.

She was in New York... The place where everything changed. Rihanna... She was the sole reason why I decided to do my final World Tour concert in New York City. My manager only agreed to the idea because we could advertise my face in Times Square and still have a lot of extra time at end to party.

I thought she might come to my concert. I thought she might want to see me. Maybe. Just maybe she missed me after all this time. I didn't keep in touch with her to prevent scandals and to protect her, but she probably wouldn't understand. So I let her think that way. That I considered fame and fortune was more important than us.

That was the biggest mistake in my life. No. Deciding to do that young artist competition was my biggest mistake. That's when it all really changed.

Flashback

"Congratulations Chris! You are this year's winner of MTV's Young Artists Competition. How do you feel, son?"

"I feel great, but I couldn't have done it without someone special."

The crowd awwwed and I sort of felt embarrassed.

When I had got into the final two and Rihanna was dismissed from participating, she told me that if I won, I deserved it. I worked hard and winning was my prize. My dream was to come true and she didn't want to play a role in stopping me from achieving it.

While the host congratulated me, I looked over at Rihanna in the crowd. She was smiling and I could tell she was proud of me. She had always been there and was standing by my side. That's when it suddenly hit me. By my side. Will Rihanna and I stay as the unofficial lovers we are? Will I become famous to the point that I'll be the one leaving her? Hurting her? And the blame for the end of us?

Those thoughts roamed my mind as my future... our future became less and less to be heard of. I felt guilty, dirty, and bad, but it was too late to alter my fate.

End of Flashback

The phone was answered. At first, I thought she was to pick up and we were to just naturally reconnect. But my plan greatly differed from what was to happen.

I had the courage to call, but when she said, "Hello?" I became speechless. I couldn't even open my mouth to say hi to the person I've held close to my heart for all my life. I must've seemed pathetic. I didn't have the right to call her. I've left her and excluded her from my life for far too long. Thinking about "reconnecting" was ridiculous, but not impossible.

The door opened, "Chris, you're on in 5." The producer said to me before leaving.

I got out of my seat and walked out the door to my stage. Rihanna was to forever remain as the love of my life, but at this very moment, I had a career. I can't leave it halfway the way I did to Rihanna. I had to stay loyal.