Make It Work [B5 Story]

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Destiny

I was behind the studio-house after everyone got out of the house and out of the way. Cops showed up and got Chris in cuffs and I was already on my lawyerly duties.

"Wow, you guys got here quick. I appreciate it." I said while looking at Chris with a smirk.

"No problem, Ms. Jordan. Call us anytime."

"Right," I looked at Chris again. "I don't know what you tried to start but I'll be the one to finish it. You don't mess with any of my girls."

I looked back to the police. "Test him for drugs. I'm sure he's high off something. I'll get my client to come by the office and do a report on the incident."

"I did nothing wrong! She hit me!"

"Self defense. You charged at her. You had this planned dude. Take him away. We'll be in contact."

The police put Chris in the car and the crowd was slowly dying down. This event was over now and no one got to hear the whole album.

"Des!"

I turned around to Bryan looking all panicky.

"Where were you? I've been looking for you! You can't just run off when people start acting crazy!"

I smiled. "Awww, you were worried.." I kissed him.

He softened up. "Of course I was baby. Come on.. we need to get ready to go. Faith is going into labor."

"Bry- come here right quick." Patrick took Bryan away and I realized this wasn't a conversation for me.

I went and sat in the car while they stood in front of it. They looked real fucking suspicious and wouldn't let me read their lips because I was trying.

And Bryan has been real anxious lately. I don't know what's been going on with him but my intuition is telling me that I should dig deeper into this.

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Chelsea

"Owwww.." I said as Carnell tried to stretch my hand out. "Just stop. It's broken."

"Fine. I tried to help." He threw his hands up.

"Thank you. And thank you for trying to help. I didn't think Chris would show up here."

"Why's he so angry? Are you still talking to this clown?" He got hella defensive.

"No. I don't know why he's still upset if he's apologized to me." I shrugged.

"Don't lie Chelsea."

"I don't have to lie to you. And what the fuck are you doing with Tamara?!"

"Who is she to you?"

"She's my half-sister. The kind of half that interrupted my parents marriage so we grew up hating each other."

"You never told me you had a half-sister."

"I don't talk about it unless I have too. You seeing her now?"

"It's fresh."

I nodded. And I was kinda pissed off about it.

"What?"

"Okay so you do know that she's hella jealous of me and she knows we've dated."

"Oh, damn."

"You can't date her."

"Why not?"

"Because she's my damn sister! And you just can't!"

"But you can fuck my brother?"