The Life Of Chris Brown Sequel ( Edited)

Yellow Tape Pt:2

Chris is in the mirror talk to the demons in his head the the gun sit next to him its been two week and things keep getting worse he push record on his phone back to making money he thought to his self " If i keep it real I'll be alright "

Chris:Wait a second, wait a minute Don't compare me to them other niggas Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
Where the real friends at when you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
A 100 bottles that was every weekend
Bitches piled up in my crib like a Colosseum
After 3 A.M., you know we getting freaky
Hella one night stands, we just catching feelings
Tired of fake loving, fake Hollywood, ain't 'bout shit
Fake gang banging and they claiming to pop shit
Fake titties and cocaine up they nostrils, stop it, huh
Suwoo been a nigga, been about it
And if it's my time to go, I'm taking everybody
Don't care, my niggas, we shootin' anybody
And if it ain't your business, nigga, don't worry about it,

They laughing at chris it makes him even more mad about it

Chris: Oh I hear 'em talking down on me, down on me
But where they at tonight? Got a 100 rounds on me
I think I had it up to here, my nigga, huh
You know your killers, they fear my niggas, huh
So what you tryna, tryna do, tryna, tryna do?
Dancing round the issue, bitch, you know you're running out of moves
I keep it real, my nigga, huh
This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil', my nigga
Yeah, give a fuck about how you feel, my nigga
Got the mic, life a horror movie, feel like thriller
Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid
Won't help you make no money but I bet they'll help you spend it, ha-

Yn called

He answer

Chris: God Damnit Yn

Yn: What i was calling to tell you that me and royalty will be home later

Chris: Later huh.. Dont bother

Chris look and pistol picks it up

Yn: What .. why Chris you got something special planned

Chris could feel her smiling thur the phone

Chris: No ..

Yn: Well wh-

Chris: Just take care of my daughter

He said. before Yn could finish her sentence

Chris cocks his pistol

Yn: Chris .. was that a gun

Chris hangs up

Hey..

Chris looks up

Chris: What the fuck

Remember when I told you , you can have everything

Chris nods yes with tears in his eyes

Well you owe me

Chris: What!!

Chris diggs in his pocket in pull out wads of money

Chris: Here take it

Dont want that i want you

He the devil laughed he grow flames all over his body

Chirs put the gun to his on head

Chris: Ill do it

Please do its what i want

Chris: What ..

I want your soul. You see when you signed this contract

The devil snaps his fingers and the contract pops up in the air and chris signature popped off the paper like 3D letter .. 3D fire letters

Chris: WHAT THE FUCK

YOUR MINE ...

Chris breathes so hard

Or ... Or ... i can have that beautiful Yn ..

Chris: you cant have her

Or i can have ... you 4 year old daughter

Chris tried and punch the devil but it didn't work his hand caught on fire

Chris fell to the floor

GIVE ME YOUR SOUL

( all of this is really Chris Losing his mind drinking and popping pill, he really just breaking she in the house.)
YN POV

I rushed to the house and when i got the our house everything we worked so hard for gone the house the whole house in flames

Officer: Ma'am!! MA'AM!! You cant cross the yellow tape stay behind the tape

No One POV

Chris is inside this burning house trying to fight the devil. He really just angry and set the house on fire just a lot of crazy stuff.

I'll take your daughter..

Chris: NO

The devil kicks Chris the gun

BANG

Outside yn hear the gun shot from inside

Yn: NOOOOO ..

This part is pretty long but I just wanted more detail and to add a song there are three more chapters in the story and should I keep it going comment if you really enjoyed the story and would like me to continue the story with another sequel