Back Out XXX (Chris Brown Story)

Jamaica (tres)

Jamaica (tres)

Operator: "You have a collect call from Kingston 6 Jamaica Correctional Facility...to accept this call please press "0" to decline this call please press-

I pressed 0. Omg last thing I want to hear is that my baby locked up. Seriously that's better than death tho. I ran to the bathroom while we were on the dance floor. Next thing I know (while in the bathroom stile) gun shots!!! Yes gun shots in this crazy ass place! I jumped up so damn quick barely wiping myself and police everywhere!!. I'm running around like a chicken with my head cut off looking for Trey. I seen that girl who was with Chris with some guy on the floor, I paid her no mind! Shit where's my Trey! Then to get this call .....

"Baby don't be -..at me-....Chris.....-fight"

"I can't hear you baby your phone messing up!!"

Omg Chris what!?!!? I'm getting frustrated. They're already going to charge me an arm and a leg literally for using international calls plus the fee from jail. Then now I know that Chris is involved somehow ..omg

"look tell me where you are I'll get details later"

"Kingston -...Kingston 6!" Tremaine said yelling threw the phone with his words chopped up.

@ The jail

I walked in a Brown and red brick building that read "KINGSTON 6 -JAMAICA COUNTY JAIL" I hope this is it. I left my phone in the car, I know how jails work...I'll tell you about that later; that's a whole another story. I walk up to a metal detector where a guard approached me.

" Ow can I help yuh ma'am?"

The short dark skinned security said with a very strong accent. The hairs had me walk through the metal detector, while scanning me after walking through the detector.

"Hi, I'm here for a bond release"

" Ok , dung di hall to di left " 

He said pointing to the very narrow green brick hallway.

"thank you"

I headed down the hall thinking how I wanted to see my baby so bad! He said something about Chris, omg what if they were fighting over me again!!?!?...or what if-

" excuse mi who yuh trying to get out?

"Tremaine Neverson please"

"what's the mon's birthdate"

" November 28th 1984"

"ok .... He's here. he be charged wid assault"

"Assault!? With who?"

" Was picked up wid a mon named christopha Brown"

I assured the lady that I knew both Chris and Trey. Chris I thought....wow. The lady had me wait in the hall, she said it was going to be a total of $2,000 bond. I wondered why so much but I didn't bother, I mean we are in the states...

About an hour later out came Tremaine,.....then Chris wtf.

"Hey baby, thank you so much, see a Nigga has to-"

"Save it till we get in the car baby,"

"Thank you Charisma, I really appreciate it." Chris spoke out to me.

" For what??"

"The Bond girl."

"Ohhhh no wonder it was that much, I thought I was just paying for Trey!" I said hitting trey playfully in the arm.

"Don't worry,  when we get back I can pay you back.

" Ok, we'll let's go ."

"Ok let us get our property first; we'll meet you in the car baby."

" Ok you don't have to tell me twice."

Chris

Damn this shit crazy! This shit all because of Karrueche fault! I shouldn’t have brought her ass out here. I don't even know her ass like that! I come out here to party and I end up in a cold ass cell for hours! & coming out of more money. We finally got our property. No missed calls from Karrueche, no text messages that bitch probably laying up somewhere with that Jamaican nigga!

"Thanks again my Nigga."

"You good, you good. Shit we out here in another country, I ain't about to let that shit go down! Now if we were in California, that'll be different lol"

:"Shut up nigga! Lol"

We got in the car, I sat in the back. This shit awkward....seeing her and Trey all affectionate and what not. But fuck it I'm about to get to my suite and head home, where my yellow ass belong!

"So what the hell happened? & how did y'all niggas end up together??"

"Baby Chris over there getting stomped out by like 10 niggas and I came through and threw ALL them niggas off like "y'all ain't bout to jump my mans"

" Lol Nigga it was 3 niggas" Chris said.

" Lol. Trey yo silly ass lmao!!! Y'all niggas was probably fighting midgets!"

"Naw Chrissy, we were both getting down on some big niggas, but ya man was out there looking like ....."

"MUHAMMAD ALI" Trey said like a referee in a match with his arms up in the air.

"Naw nigga I was going to say like Steve Urkel from FAMILY MATTERS LOL"

"Haha he got you on that baby lol"

"Haha I helped him that Nigga must of been out there like Chucke from Rugrats lol"

Chrissy

After them capping on each other for about 20 minutes we dropped Chris off. He was in the same resort at us, just way on the opposite side. It was pretty cool to hang around Chris again, before we became imitate he was a pretty cool guy. It's just a weird situation. We got into out suite and dived right in the bed from a very long night, it's was about 5:00am and I was exhausted! Tremaine was exhausted as well. I knew those couple of hours in a cell had worn him out from the way he was sleeping, so adorable; like a baby.

We woke up around 11:00 am packed our things and ordered room service. We both was ready to head Home. After eating brunch we said goodbye to Jamaica, back to Cali we go. :) :).