Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 2

Valentino 100

I don't think I've cried this hard since my parents funeral.... It was hard seeing Jasmine's family; her mom, her dad, and her sisters took it hard but in the end they were all comforting me. Vince and Victoria came to the funeral as well even though I really didn't want Victoria there because there was a small part of me that believed this was karma coming back on me for what I did to Montez... but then I realized it wasn't an even trade; Jasmine was the definition of light and life whereas Montez was probably in hell right now getting fucked by a razor-covered dildo. After the service I stood off to the side trying to get myself together, just a few more hours and then hopefully I'll be able to sleep because I don't think I've gotten more than twenty minutes since I got the call. We got to the cemetery and I knew this was my chance to say my final goodbye to Jasmine, it was hard but I got through it with the hel of my bros and afterwards we went back to Brittany Hills where I found myself going through some of the last text messages to each other.

Baby Girl: Valentino you really can't sing like that 😒😒😒

Me: Baby Girl we both know that's a lie, remember that time I told you I could make you 💦💦💦 with just my voice and you didn't believe me so I tied you to a chair and sang to you and by the time I was finished you had a puddle in your panties 😂😂😂.

Baby Girl: And you licked up every drop 😏😏😏

Tears started forming in my eyes as I quickly wiped them away, I needed to remain strong at least until I got back to my hotel room; I sat on Carter's bed while he walked around the room with Corrina and I was glad that she had got to meet Jasmine, even if she wouldn't remember her.

"Tino take your ass to sleep man...." Carter said looking at me and it wasn't until he said the word sleep that my body finally told me that I needed to close my eyes just for a little bit.... "You hungry?" Carter asked when I opened my eyes again and it was dark outside, but then I grabbed my phone to check to see if I had any messages from Jasmine like I always did... then I remembered.

"Who cooked?" I asked getting up and taking off my suit jacket.

"Big Mike ordered pizza." Carter said in a disgusted voice and I already knew that Big Mike order it with nasty ass pineapples. "How are you feeling bro?" Carter asked and I shrugged, the truth was I felt empty... like this was all a bad never-ending nightmare.

"I'm good bro.... just needed that little catnap, but I'll pass on the pizza I don't know what the hell Big Mike is thinking knowing that no one in this house likes pineapples on our pizza." I said stretching. "Where's Corrina?" I asked surprised that Carter wasn't with his daughter.

"Bianca came and got her a few hours ago and as for Big Mike things have changed Idris and Masai both like pineapples on their pizza which almost caused Jace to go off but Tay talked him down. Tino you know you can keep it real with me right?" Carter asked.

"I always have Carter and I always will.... but seriously I'm good, my leg is still asleep I just need to walk around a little bit to get the feeling back." I said walking towards the door and when I opened it I let out a high pitch scream.... why the fuck was the Cryptkeeper walking around the house.

"Tino this is Mrs. Grant, the newest staff member....." Carter said and I could tell he was trying his hardest not to laugh. "She's the one who made that delicious fruitcake."

"Oh so you're Valentino... I've heard so much about you from Jace, I'm really sad that I never got to hear you sing Ms. Gina says you sound like a course of angels. It would've been nice to hear if I was into thug music..... Carter, dear I noticed your guest didn't sign in so please make sure he does because I would hate to have to call the police because he's trespassing." Mrs. Grant said before walking down the hallway.

"Did that bitch just.....?" I asked Carter because maybe I had heard her wrong but did she really just said that I did 'thug music'.

"Man she's been saying a bunch of slick shyt.... she told Masai to pull his pants up and stop walking around like a 'little gangster', she told Jace that he should dress more like a boy since that's the way God made him, and she assumed Antwan was the gardener.... now I'm not saying the bitch is racist but....." Carter said quietly.

"Fuck that bitch..... let's go raid the fridge." I said getting up and as we walked down the hall I peeked into Ronnie's room where he was sitting at his desk with Sir Michael standing next to him, while Dejon laid across the bed. "Wassup y'all..." I asked walking into the room.

"How are you feeling bro?" Ronnie asked standing up and walking over to me.

"I'm good just a little hungry, what are y'all in here doing?" I asked looking around the room.

"I'm trying to help Twig with his story but he's so damn stubborn he doesn't want any constructive criticism. Look Twig you got a good premise here; demons escaping from hell, demons and angels falling in love, humans falling in love with demons, secret societies, witches, and lycans.... all I'm saying is that you need to refine your story a little bit and now he's in his feelings." Sir Michael said.

"Shut the fuck up....." Ronnie said and I could tell he was getting pissed, thankfully Antwan walked in and Ronnie instantly started to calm down. "You ready to go?" Ronnie asked and Antwan looked at Sir Michael and I could almost feel the tension growing between the two of them.

"Actually Booter I was thinking we could chill here for the night, I really don't feel like driving back to the house." Antwan said and lowkey I could see something was brewing between the three of them and no lie I was going to miss this kinda of drama because that shyt kept me entertained.

"So what are you going to do?" Carter asked as we sat by the pool, honestly, I didn't know how to answer that question.

"Short term... finish this tour out and then try to get settled in New York, Arion has offered me a room at his place but I'm not really feeling it, I mean he's coo don't get me wrong but.... I asked Dro to look for me a place, nothing to extravagant just yet but I need somewhere to lay my head whenever I'm not out on the road or in the studio. Long term.... I'm not exactly sure." I said quietly.

"Well you know you always got a home here, I don't give a fuck with Mrs. Grant has to say and I'm sure Devin with have your back so if you ever need to come home just know that you have a bed since Jace spends most of his nights in Tay's room anyways or Ronnie is camping out over Antwan's." Carter said and I nodded, we talked for about an hour before Vince texted me saying that he was out front being grilled by 'the living dead' about why he was here so I figured I should probably get going. "Remember New York around Christmas time and leave The Cryptkeeper here." I said dappin Carter up as I walked out to the porch.

"Okay it's time for all company to leave, I will not stand for people coming here all hours of the day and night like this is some type of drug house." Mrs. Grant said with her phone in hand and I could tell Vince was about to go off on her.

"Nah sexy Vince I'll handle this but y'all might not wanna be here for what's about to happen. Mrs. Grant sis please join me in the office so that I can tell you how things are going to go for the duration of your very short tenure here." Jace said stepping on to the porch with a red velvet smokers jacket and a wooden pipe that blew bubbles. "Valentino sis... I'll call you in a few days so we can discuss my manager's fee." Jace said and with that he walked off with Mrs. Grant right behind him.

"So what's the move Tino?" Vince asked as we got into his car and I thought about it for a second.

"We can go to the hotel and grab my stuff then head to the airport.... I can't stay in this city another night without wanting to break down crying. I talked to Dro earlier and the tour is in San Diego so I figured we could fly out there and you can show me some of that west coast living." I said smirking even though on the inside I wanted to die... I didn't know how I was going to go on without my girl but I knew Jasmine would demand that I keep following my dreams and I swore right then and there that I would honor her memory by doing just that I when I won my first Grammy, Jasmine would definitely be getting a shoutout because she was one of the many people who pushed me to become the man that I was today............