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13

For One

Stepping off the plane I finally made it to LA , it's still as hot as Miami but at least I'm home.

I took a picture of my feet going down the plane's stairs for Instagram with no caption.

"I'll take this Mr. Brown." One of the men said waiting for me to roll my luggages towards him and he put them into a black Range Rover.

"Thank you" I nodded towards him and sat in the back sit as he drove me to my house.

Pulling out my phone I see, @BADGALRIRI started following you.

The notification popped up from Instagram and I smiled to myself.

I didn't want to snoop around and find something that I didn't want to see.

Even though she's Rihanna, even if she was talking to someone everyone would know but as for me, I don't keep up with anyone but myself. I know that sounds cocky of me but I know if I get in someone's business that shit will end up on me so I rather stick to @chrisbrownofficial and and that's it.

I followed her back without clicking on her page and left Instagram.

I'm ready to start working again, well not again but Sledgehammer was my latest project and that's only one song, that's nothing. And it wasn't even for myself. The money was, the music wasn't. And that's really what's important.

Imagining my days with no work. Do you know how crazy I'd drive myself? I need to do something all the time and I'm tired of doing nothing it feels like.

Arriving to my house the first thing I did was jump in my bed. I took a pretty good nap already so I'm not tired.

It's 10am now, the time zone changes are fucking me up.

I guess everyone seeing that I made it back, they started blowing up my phone. I smiled getting ready to get back to my life, not hideaway.

I walked down to the kitchen and down to the basement where my studio is, designed as just all black furniture with dimmed blue lighting taking a seat in my big chair I got comfortable.

I pressed play after plugging in my computer seeing where was one of my latest song was finished up to.

"Swear it isn't real.
I like the way it looks but I hate the way it feels oh"

I nodded my head, closing my eyes, having the lines flow through my head quickly.

"You don't wanna love maybe not.
Baby you gon give me everything you got, damn right.
Say you love me"

I go to this one lyric that I knew would be perfect for someone.

"I'm not, feeling these counterfeit hoes."

I smiled to myself, pausing the track as my phone rang.

Without looking at it I answered.

"Hello?"

"Yo man you in town and don't hit anyone up?"

Trey.

I laughed over the phone. "My bad bro I just got in like an hour ago."

"Yo I gotta tell you so much shit"

"Tell me now then man"

"Alright so listen,"

He told me everything going on with his little circle of side pieces.

See? This isn't what I wanted. Back and forth flying bitches out for free.

"Anyways I'm thinking about having a party next weekend. You in?"

"What kind of party we talkin about?"

"Pool party, celebrate me being back in town. Have a few girls come through, the usual man"

He agreed and we started setting it up right there. We hung up and I got a text from yours truly miss Rihanna.

fentfent:
made it?

Me:
yup, u might as well come down now

fentfent:
I have work to do I wish lol

Me:
I think I wanna have a party next weekend

fentfent:
aw for me? so cute

Me:
uh huh...

fentfent:
shut up little boy, I'm busy I'll text you later ok

I put my phone back down on the table and continued the song.

Wiz actually agreed to hop on the end of this song but it still needs a little extra something.

After a shower it was only 3pm so I decide to lurk on Miss BadGalRiri's page for fun. Fuck it why not? We not even talkin.

The suggested to follow option shows, revealing Ciara as the first one. I laughed to myself, we used to talk about a year ago, we didn't do anything, she was real cool but I wasn't trying to get into that so fast.

Me:
Wanna grab some food?

Me:
Not a date I'm just hungry

I said clearing that up, this should be fun.