Edmonds family values

Chapter 28

The Flare magazines were out and on the stands, ready to be purchased. Zendaya has been beyond excited about her debut. Although a lot of her sisters fans and parents fans, still label her as the daughter of the legends Toni and Babyface.

Zendaya was really trying her best to get rid of those labels and she would do anything to do so.

"I'm so proud of you! You slayed this damn cover!" Karrueche shouted sliding the magazine towards Zendaya.

"Thank you sis." Zendaya smiled, "I was kinda nervous about the cover, I didn't think it was good enough." Zendaya added on.

The two smiled as they had a light conversation before being interrupted by Kenny and Toni's conversation.

"Listen, Rihanna called this morning-"

"Why doesn't she wanna be around us anymore?" Toni questioned as they walked into the kitchen to be met by the presence of the girls.

"I don't know Tone." Kenny said, "hey girls." Kenny said, "hey dad." They smiled.

"How's that cover going?" Kenny asked as he walked up behind Toni. "She looks amazing." Toni smiled.

They were trying to be more supportive than ever. Although the trip to France was really breaking their hearts, they couldn't stop her.

"Tonight I wanna take you all out for dinner, no cooking no nothing. A nice dinner, with the 6 of us at Mr Chows."

"6 of us?"

"Jay as well." Kenny smiled kissing Toni's cheek. "That's so sweet of you baby." Toni smiled, resting her hand on his cheek.

"So are we suppose to dress some type of way or what?" Karrueche questioned.

"Dress the way you always dress when y'all go out." Kenny said, "but you missy, you better wear something really nice underneath whatever you're going to wear because you know we gonna be twerking it out by the end of the night." Kenny sang causing Toni to giggle, and the girls to pull their faces in disgust.

"Karrueche, remind me to pack me an overnight bag because I will be sleeping at your place tonight." Zendaya said as she grabbed Karrueche's hand.

"You didn't have to scare them like that." Toni laughed cupping his face and kissing his lips.
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Rihanna grabbed one of the blunts that laid before her before lighting it with her lighter and taking a few pulls from it. At first she coughed but after that she was good, she took light pulls from it as her phone began to ring. She checked the caller ID and realised it was her father calling. She ignored the call as she continued to smoke the blunt.

She got up and searched through her cabins before pulling out a packet full of cocaine, laying it down on the table. She took one final and long pull from her blunt before putting it out.

Within two hours of sniffing, Rihanna's state of mind had already changed. She felt like she was in space, floating around inside a space rocket. With her hands sprawled out on the comfy carpet that covered the middle of the living room, she looked up at the ceiling with tears escalating down her cheeks.

Thinking about the whole baby situation had her messed up. A few weeks ago she buried her son, who will be growing up knowing his own mother as his sister. Although she had wanted this from the beginning, she didn't really take the time to see what it would do to her, all she wanted was to make her mother happy.

"Okay Rihanna, think positive." She whispered over to herself. The positive? Well she didn't want to have a baby from the start because she felt it wasn't her time. She was still living her own life, she was fine before she was pregnant, right? So, she can just go back to that time and forget this baby she just carried, less responsibilities for her. Taking her bottom lip in her mouth to limit the tears threatening to come out of her eyes, she faintly smiled at her positive side of the situation.

Rising her upper body from the carpet, she bluntly looked around the living room in need for entertainment. She threw her head back and groaned in frustration, just in time to go in synch with the ringing of her door bell. She stood up as she found her way to the door with a smile on her face. She honestly didn't care who was behind the door. It could've been her mother, it could've been her father, could've been one of her sisters, one of her aunts or friends. She still didn't care, she was feeling so good at the moment and no one would ruin that for her.

Opening the door eagerly, her smile grew bigger at the sight of her beloved friend, Drake, before her.

"Wassup with that big weird grin, you can't be that happy to see me." Drake mirrored her face with a chuckle that sent chills down Rihanna's spine. She didn't know what was going on with her, but she could feel herself getting hot and his voice was becoming more sexier. She knew that it could've been the cocaine, but she was gratedul, she hadn't had sex with anyone ever since Chris, she needed this.

"After you're done undressing me with your eyes, may I please come in?" Is what she heard from Drake, snapping out of her thoughts she lazily chuckled and stepped over allowing him to enter.

"What you been up to all day? Haven't heard from you ever since you gave birth." Drake inquired, causing her to lightly roll her eyes at the direction the conversation was getting to.

"Nothing much." She mumbled before shutting the door close and following Drake.

"You been puffing?" Drake raised a brow as they made their way to the living room.

"Yes, big head." She trailed off, slowly making herself to Drake.

He plopped down on the love seat couch and looked down at the glass table that supported a pack of cocaine, two blunts and an ashtray. He then slowly looked in front of him to be met by Rihanna's sexy pair of caramel thick thighs held in a short tight silk like skirt. He sneakily licked his lips before looking up at her face. She had a seductive smirk on her face. She knew what she was doing to Drake and he knew that she knew.

He quickly cleared his throat, "Well, look at you. Getting thick baby girl." He licked his lips again, this time not covering it. He had always had some sort of attraction towards Rihanna, but he's always been put in the friend zone, which he didn't mind. Being there for her is all he cared about.

"Aubrey, I need you to do me a favor." Rihanna slowly trailed off, bending down to his level in the seat. They locked eyes as she seductively carresed Drake's lips with her thumb. He slowly sunk in his seat and covered his bulge with his hand while massaging it a little bit. Her eyes averted from the action down his pants and up to his eyes again. The lust in their eyes was very evident, Rihanna was getting soaking wet while Drake was as hard as a rock. He was star struck, this couldn't be happening, they've never had this intimacy. Rihanna was a sexy goddess and the truth was that she was making him nervous.

Rihanna took Drake's free hand and placed it over her left breast then sat down on his lap. She placed her hand over his hand on her right boob and slowly massaged it over her loose tank top. With her boobs not being supported by any sort of bra, he could easily slip his hand inside her shirt but his hand was just frozen. As if she was reading his mind, she placed his hand over her bare breast. Silence filled the room, and before she could go any further, he slightly pushed her hands off of him.

"Nah. Not like this." Drake finally spoke up before he placed her down on her feet.