#it’s actually so stupid like if i complain about mel at work being crazy and having no boundaries and constantly making me uncomfortable

[fridayiminlovemp3]

i hate tiktok girl’s girl feminism so much like some women are cunts and i don’t like them!! and i honestly think it would be belittling to both of us if 1) i denied myself the right to hate them for being annoying and 2) i denied them the right to be obnoxious and bitchy.

[assembledherethevolunteers]

The Nanny Named...

A/N: Hi all! So,it’s been a while. I have been in a real nostalgic mood lately and totally binged ‘The Nanny’. Annnd then all I wanted to was write a story about it. So I’ve been writing a multi-chapter story with Y/N as Fran and Gwil as Maxwell. I hope you all enjoy this prologue. Any feed back would be appreciated! And if you’d like to be tagged, please let me know! Love you!

Pairing: Producer!Gwilym Lee x fem!Reader

Summary: You need a job after you walk out of your last one. Your friend sends you to an interview and it…doesn’t quite go as planned.  

Warnings: Cursing, some angst, and cheating

 You leaned over the counter, trying to make out what your boyfriend had written down for the specials for the night. Why couldn’t the man learn to write like an actual grown-up?

“Oooh, Y/N,” one of your best friends, Mel, came in. “Have you heard?”

“Heard what?” You replied, not looking up.

“J.C. and Erika? They just got engaged.”

That got you attention. You looked up at her. “Are you serious? They’ve been dating for what? Three seconds?”

Melanie laughed, taking her coat off. “I think closer to three weeks, but yeah. Isn’t that crazy?”

You sighed, looking back down at the notes. “To each their own, I guess.”

You were happy for them, on some level, but it was a bit hard when two people that you considered ridiculously obnoxious were engaged in less than a month but you and your boyfriend had been dating for almost four years and were still not living together.

“Think that’ll make Kurt move any faster?”

You shook your head. “No, there’s nothing that will make him move any faster. We’ve talked about it countless times. He’s just happy right where we are.”

“Yeah, but you’re not.”

You huffed, not disagreeing. You had wanted to at least living together by now. Maybe not married (you still weren’t even sure if you wanted to get married), but at least the notion that the relationship was going somewhere.

“Maybe you should bring it up to him again,” Mel suggested as she tied on her apron.

You thought about it. Maybe you should. It had been a few months since the two of you had had any kind of conversation about it. Every year when your lease was up for renewal, you brought it up just to see if you should renew. And Kurt always told you ‘yes’.

“Yeah, maybe. But for now, I’ve got to figure out these damn specials he’s decided to jot down like a first grader after a lunch of cake and ice cream.” You grabbed the paper and then knocked on the door to his office. “Kurt!”

“Yeah, babe?”

You went into the office to see him staring at his phone. He glanced up at you for a second before going back to his phone.

“Hi, sweetie, can you decipher this chicken scratch for me?” You walked over and sat up on his desk.

Kurt sat his phone down, face up, and took the paper and squinted at it himself. “Uh…I…huh. Ribs of some kind. I’ll have to go look in the fridge quick. Be right back.” He pressed a kiss to your temple before getting up and leaving the office.

You swung your legs, waiting for him to come back, thinking about the dinner rush on the Friday night that was going to hit. But hey, at least the tips would be good.

And then you saw something light up on the desk.

You glanced down to see Kurt’s phone on full brightness. With a notification from Tinder. Saying Kurt had 3 new messages waiting for him.

You picked up the phone and stared at it, fighting back tears. You’d had a feeling something like this had been going on, but it was a totally different story when it was staring you in the face.

“Beef ribs are the special tonight.”

You stood up and shoved Kurt’s phone at him. “Great. Maybe whoever these 3 can serve it!” You stormed out.

“Wait! Y/N!” Kurt chased after you. “This isn’t how I wanted you to find out!”

“Oh, fuck off!” You yelled at him, turning on your heel to yell at him. “This isn’t how you wanted me to find out!? What the hell kind of excuse is that?!”

“Can we discuss this back in the office?” Kurt offered quietly.

“No, because there’s nothing to discuss.” You untied your apron and threw it at him. “I quit and I am DONE with you! FOUR YEARS! I’ve wasted four years of my life on you in this stupid dying restaurant!”

“It’s not dying!”

You stared at him stunned. “That’s all you have to say? Four years down the drain and all you care about is this damn rat trap?!”

“It’s not a…!” Kurt took a deep breath. “You know what? Fine. Go ahead. We don’t need you around here!”  

“Obviously!” You screamed before grabbing your coat and stomping out.

You walked all the out to the street, hailed a cab, and got in the back. You gave the driver your address and then fell apart.

“Um…a…are you alright, dear?” The cab driver asked you, glancing in their review window.

You could only shake your head. “Okay, well, there should be a box of tissues under my seat. Help yourself.”

You reached down and grabbed the box, pulling out tissues. You blew your nose and wiped your eyes.

“Just put them in the trash when you’re done.”

You nodded your thanks, making a mental note to give them a big tip.

The rest of the time the two of you were silent as you tried to make yourself somewhat presentable so your roommate wouldn’t ask what happened. You were not in the mood to talk about it.

The driver pulled up to your building and told you the total. You paid and started to make your way out before they called to you.

“Whatever it was, I hope it gets better.”

You gave them a smile and wave before you shut the door and started to into your building. You ran up the stairs instead of taking the risk of running into a nosy neighbor on the elevator. You got into your apartment and collapsed on the couch. You started sobbing into your pillow.

How on Earth could he do that to you? Sure, the two of you hadn’t gone beyond dating but four years?! You had given four years of your life! Not just romantically but you’d worked your ass off to help with his restaurant. You’d hired nearly all of the servers! And three of the cooks! Who the hell was he to kick YOU out?

You woke up to your roommate, Olivia, coming home, not sure how long later.

“Y/N? What are you doing home? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

You sat up, your entire face felt swollen.

“Oh, Y/N,” Olivia sat next to you and wrapped an arm around you. “Did something happen at the restaurant?”

You tried to explain what happened, but you couldn’t get the whole story out without bursting into tears.

“Oh sh, sh, honey,” she rubbed your shoulder. “I know. He’s a scumbag. I’m so sorry.”

You just nodded, crying into her shoulder.

“Do you want me to call Rosie and see if she’ll let some the dogs loose in the kitchen?”

You chuckled for a moment. “Think she would? I know she’s very attached to them.”

“Well, they are shelter dogs. They deserve a good meal.”

You pulled your head up and gave her a semi-smile. “You are the best person I know.”

“If only I was available to you.”

“I can love you better than Rosie can.”

“Yeah, but can you afford an apartment in Hell’s Kitchen like she can?”

You sighed, pretending to be defeated. “I guess not. I give you my blessing then.”

“I can run down to the bodega and get some wine and ice cream. I don’t have to work tomorrow.”

“Oh good, then get something for yourself.”

Olivia pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Great, I’ll be right back.”

You laid back down when Olivia stood up.

You and Olivia spent the rest of the night drinking, eating ice cream, and complaining about Kurt. It made you feel a little better.

At nearly one in the morning, you finally stumbled to your bed, hoping that you wouldn’t dream of Kurt, the restaurant, or anything to do with your love life.

THREE WEEKS LATER

“Y/N!” Olivia announced as she came home.

“Whaaaat?” you called back to her from the couch. You’d barely left it in the past couple weeks. You’d barely even left your apartment, if you were being honest.

“I think I’ve got you a job!”

You sat up and looked at her, somewhat skeptical. “Where?”

“Manhattan.”

“Oh,” you were surprised. Olivia had been trying to get you jobs, but this was the one that sounded like it might actually be promising. “What is it?”

“Rosie’s brother has a catering gig and needs a good waitress, but the homeowners want to interview everyone individually. They want you there at 3:30 for your interview.”

You jumped up. “Are you serious?!”

“One hundred percent!”

You threw your arms around Olivia’s neck and pulled her in for a hug. “Oh thank you thank you, Ollie!”

“Ooof. You better stop thanking me and get in the shower.”

You got on the subway to make your way up to Manhattan a couple hours later. You hadn’t been there since last year when a friend of yours had their 30th birthday party at some pretentious hipster bar. 

You kept glancing at the passing stations, hoping that this was going to work out. You could still hear your mother’s voice in your head telling you that you should’ve known better than to take a job at the man that you were dating’s place of work. 

The past few weeks, you’d been miserable. You had barely left the apartment besides your runs down to the bodega to get alcohol, ice cream, or the minimal amount of groceries that you could afford and actually wanted. Your bank account was screaming at you before you’d left the restaurant, so as much as you’d wanted to just wallow in your self-pity on the past four years of your life that you had wasted, you needed to get a new job. 

You got off at the correct station and walked up the stairs, stepping onto the streets of Manhattan. This part of the city always seemed different to you. Sure, you’d grown up in New York City, but it had been in Queens. 

You walked to the correct block and took in all the gorgeous buildings that were there. It sort of took your breath away, the way the trees were just starting to bud in the spring air. 

You nearly ran into somebody on the street and apologized, hoping they couldn’t tell how out of place you were. 

This was insane. Who in their right mind would hire YOU to work some cocktail party that was going to have people there that blew what you paid in rent on a quick trip to Macy’s? You thought about turning around and just heading home, but then you remembered that your bank account had about $15 in it.

As you walked down the street, you were hit with a strong smell of rose, jasmine, and vanilla. It was comforting and made you a bit more confident in yourself. Like everything was going to work out, regardless of how the interview went.

You glanced down at your phone, making sure that it was the right address before taking a deep breath and walking up the stairs to the front door. You knocked and then waited.

A man in a suit opened the door. He had black hair and kind brown eyes. He seemed unsurprised to see you standing there.

“Hello, are you here about the position?”

“I am.”

“Well come in, come in, Mr. Lee should be ready for you soon.” He ushered you inside, taking your coat for you. “Would you like me to drop off your resume to him?”

You hadn’t thought about bringing that.

“Oh, um…no, that’s okay. I’ll just…get it to him if he asks for it.”

The man raised his eyebrows but didn’t say anything before he lead you to the couch and gestured for you to sit down.

You sat down and waited for him to return. Or for this mysterious ‘Mr. Lee’ to appear. You looked around, amazed at how high the ceilings were.

Suddenly, there was a scream from upstairs and the pounding of footsteps coming down.

“Help! Help! I’m hurt!” A little boy with dark, curly hair came running into the room. He collapsed right in front of you, his eyes closed and his tongue sticking out.

You looked down at him, trying not to laugh. “Ya okay, hun?”

The boy opened one eye, quickly shut it again, but didn’t say anything.

“Ah, Master Aled, I believe this is the third time today you’ve passed on. I’ll make sure your father and sister mourn the proper amount,” the man appeared again, stepping over the child and coming to stand in front of you. “Miss, Mr. Lee will see you in his office. If you’ll just follow me and please don’t trip over the expired, younger Master Lee. He’ll need to get up for his Little League practice in about thirty minutes.”

“James!” The boy, Aled apparently, sat up and glared at the man, James. “You ruined my plan!”

You stood up and the two of you walked into an office.  It was decorated with different awards, pieces of art. The hardwood on the floor matched the desk that was in the middle of the room. Sitting at the desk was a man writing something.

He had a dark, thick head of hair. He stood up, a pair of piercing blue eyes behind a black, horn-rimmed glasses. He was wearing a black turtleneck, gray suit jacket, and black pants.

“Hello, I’m Gwilym Lee,” he offered you his hand.

“I…um…hi,” you smiled and shook his hand. “I’m Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Thank you, James,” Mr. Lee told him. James nodded and started to leave the room. “Now, do you have your resume?”

James sent you a pointed smirk, before leaving the room all together and shutting the door behind him.

“Um…no, I don’t. Sorry, Mr. Lee.”

He frowned at you. “Alright, Miss Y/L/N. Well, tell me about your work history then.”

You cleared your throat. Rosie had neglected to tell you that the man you were going to work for was this handsome. “Well, I’ve worked in multiple, high class restaurants over the past ten years. I was working at my last job for nearly three years.”

Mr. Lee squinted at you, but you kept talking.

“And I’ve been a server, a hostess, and a bartender. I could work anywhere that you’d need me tonight.”

Mr. Lee took off his glasses and continued to stare at you.

“S…so, um…I can give you references if you need,” you finished lamely.

“Um…Miss Y/L/N, I believe there’s been a bit of a mix up.”

“Oh,” you replied, totally defeated. “I understand.”

“It’s just…this job is far too difficult to do without any experience and I think…”

“I mean, I…I have SOME experience.  I once served at the River Cafe,” you tried to argue.

“Oh no, don’t get me wrong…”

“Daddy!” A little girl came running into the room, seemingly in tears, and hugged Mr. Lee’s arm. “Aled said that there’s a monster in my closet and then he took and threw her in the closet to the monster!”

Mr. Lee picked up the girl and placed her in his lap. “Oooh Afon, sweetheart, I’m sure he didn’t mean to…”

“Yes, he did!“

“I did not!” Aled came running in too.

Mr. Lee sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Aled, please just go get the bunny out of the closet. I am in the middle of a meeting.”

“Fine, let’s go, Afon. Daddy is a veeeery busy man,” Aled grabbed his sister’s hand and took her out.

Mr. Lee just watched them leave, a somewhat longing look on his face before meeting your eyes again.

“Miss Y/L/N, this interview was for a nanny position for my children. You see, our last one just quit and I…I’ve been interviewing people for nearly a week now and…” Mr. Lee shook his head.  “I’m sorry, you don’t need to hear all my woes. I’ll have James see you out.”

Why had Rosie sent you here? If this was an interview for a nanny position you were WAY out of the running. You barely even liked the younger cousins that you had. Maybe you’d gotten the time wrong and they had meant to have the caterer interviews earlier in the afternoon?

You jumped up, an idea coming to your mind. “Ya know, Mr. Lee, I actually do have some nannying experience. I was a nanny for a family on my block every summer while I was in high school.”

It technically wasn’t a lie. You’d babysat for your neighbors. Once a week. When their mom had her PTA meetings. For about two hours.

Mr. Lee was shaking his head and standing up. “No, I couldn’t subject you to this. I’m very sorry. But if we ever need a caterer, I’ll keep you in mind.” He gave you a smile, coming around the front of his desk.

You sighed and stood up. “Well, thank you for taking this interview with me anyway,” you offered your hand again and Mr. Lee shook it.

“Of course, now could I escort you to the door?”

“I suppose so,” you told him.

Mr. Lee gestured for you to go through the door and followed you out of the room.

You were halfway through the living room when the phone rang. James, who had been wiping down the coffee table, quickly grabbed the phone off the hook. “Lee residence…yes…yes…oh how unfortunate…I will let him know…yes, thank you, goodbye.” James hung up the phone and looked at Mr, Lee. “That was the service. They won’t be able to send anybody tonight. They are booked solid.” 

“Oh no,” Mr. Lee rubbed his temples. “That’s totally unacceptable. What happened to that woman that we used last weekend?” 

“She’s refusing to come back. Something about a near death experience,” James looked over at Aled who sunk down behind the couch to hide. 

You hesitated at the door. Maybe this could be your chance. Even if he just used you tonight, as long as you didn’t kill the kids, you would get paid. And probably pretty well guessing on the house. You could at least offer, you supposed. 

“Um...Mr. Lee. If you need somebody for tonight, I’d be available.”

Everybody’s heads whipped around to you, all eyes wide, surprised. 

“Well,” Mr. Lee ran a hand through his hair and sighed heavily. “I don’t know. James, couldn’t you…?” 

“It’s my night off, sir. Remember? I’ve got my niece’s dance recital.” 

“Oh right, of course,” Mr. Lee looked you over, seemingly arguing within himself about what to do. “Look, Miss Y/L/N, I...I usually don’t do things like this, especially where my children are concerned, but I am...desperate. I’ve got a meeting with one of my biggest potential backers this evening and I need someone to watch my children. So, if you could…”

“Oh thank you! Thank you!” You pulled  Mr. Lee into a hug before you knew what you were doing. “You won’t regret this! What time should I be back here?”

“Before I change my mind,” Mr. Lee muttered.

You pulled away, laughing a bit, before you heard James say something about six-thirty. You then quickly left before Mr. Lee could’ve said anything else.

You practically ran to the subway, nearly giddy. You had a job. You FINALLY had a job! You were walking down the stairs when you pulled your phone out. You had four missed calls and fifteen text messages. Just when you were going to read some of them, it started to ring. You saw it was Rosie.

“Hey, Rose, what’s…?”

“Oh, thank GOD! Ollie, she’s okay. Where the…?”

“WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!” Olivia yelled in the phone.

“In Manhattan at the interview your girlfriend sent me!”

“Nooo, you never showed up to the interview! We’ve been calling you for almost an hour now!”

You frowned at that. Why were they so upset? Rosie had sent you to the interview, how was she so confused?

“What house did you go to?”

“The one Rosie sent me to,” you told her slowly, hoping she would calm down. “1781.”

“She says she went to 1781,” Olivia must’ve relayed to Rosie. “That’s what you told me!…Soooo, funny story. You were supposed to go to 1871. That’s where the catering job was.”

“It’s fine! I got a job anyway! I’ll explain when I get home, but I’ve got a job tonight!”

“What?...She got a job by going to the wrong house….I don’t know! She said she would explain it when she got home…When will you get home?”

“As soon as the subway will let me.”

The whole way home you felt like you were floating. You were hoping that you would at least get paid enough to buy some groceries.

How were you going to take care of two kids tonight though? They didn’t look that old. The boy, Aled?, seemed like he was about nine or ten. The girl, in the brief moment that you had seen her, seemed to only be about five or six. You supposed you could entertain them for a couple hours. Hopefully they had all the streaming services. Just stick them in front of the TV and wait it out.

You walked into your apartment and got tackled into the wall by Olivia.

“I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!”

You laughed and gave her a hug back. “I’m fine! You leave me here all the time to go to your girlfriend’s house, but me going into Manhattan scares you.”

Olivia pulled back and glared at you. “Whatever. Tell us what happened!” Olivia started to pull you towards the living room where Rosie was sitting on the couch. “Ronnie told us you never made it to the house and then you weren’t picking up.”

You went into the whole story of what happened. Explaining the kids, the mansion, the butler, and finally, the man that hired you.

“…name’s Gwilym Lee.”

“Wait,” Rosie sat up a bit straighter. “Gwilym Lee? The producer?”

You exchanged confused looks with Olivia.

“Oh, come on, neither of you know Gwilym Lee? He was like this huge producer at Disney. He’s been involved in all the Marvel movies.”

Your eyebrows shot up. “Are you serious?”

“Yeeeeeah, did you not see anything in his house that gave it away?”

“No,” you answered honestly. You hadn’t. You were sure that there was something that you had missed, but you were too worried about the interview and trying to get a job that you weren’t paying that much attention.

“And he’s going to trust you with his kids?”

You slowly nodded, suddenly much more nervous about tonight than you originally were.

[thegayhimbo]

Thank you for posting more information about the books, I never intended to read them because I had heard there was never a happy ending but I had not know how bad it was I may have read until the story got bad and then stopped.

No problem! I’m glad the posts are informative to you. If you want more information about them, @exitpursuedbyasloth and @stillhidden give more details in their posts about the SVM books, what went down in them, and the way Charlaine Harris behaved when she finished the series.

I know it’s common these days to bash the show and hold up the books as a paragon of virtue, but there are a lot of problems in the books that get glossed over by fans. 

I will warn you this will go into SPOILERS from the books, so brace yourself! 

For one thing, there’s the way Bill was handled in the books. If you thought he was bad on the show, you’re not going to like him in the books. The twist with Bill working to procure Sookie for Queen Sophie Anne is still in the books, but the big difference is that a.) The twist comes several books after Bill and Sookie have broken up, and b.) Unlike in the show, Bill straight up RAPES Sookie in the back of a truck. And yes, it is as horrifying as it sounds. It’s almost like that scene from season 3 when Bill attacks Sookie in the truck after they escape Russell’s mansion (although there are differences in plot details between the books and the show), except in the book he nearly drains her and then proceeds to rape her afterwards. We’re suppose to believe that Bill was out of control in that moment and didn’t know what he was doing, but the problem is that the way the scene is written makes it seem like Bill had a lot more control over his actions than he wants to admit to. I can provide a passage from the book if you want me to, but I will warn you that it’s both disturbing and triggering.

To make matters worse, even after Bill raped Sookie and it was revealed he was working for QSA, not only did Charlaine Harris still choose to keep Bill’s character around despite having no reason to be in the story anymore, but she also attempted to retcon/downplay the severity of what Bill did to Sookie. For instance, the later books tried to claim that what happened in the truck was “attempted rape,” as if to say that Bill was going to rape Sookie but didn’t go through with it. That is not what happened. HE RAPED HER. There’s no way to read that scene in book 3 and tell me that rape did not occur there. Then there’s a scene in a later book (Dead Reckoning I think) where she gets naked with Bill (long story) and proceeds to have a naked tickle fight with him in spite of the fact that he previously raped her. 🤢🤮 Then (for some inexplicable reason) Sookie continues to be friends with Bill after he raped her and betrayed her, and the later books try to portray Bill like he’s this great neighbor Sookie is lucky to have. 

In other words, it’s like what the show did with Bill in season 7 where they still tried to make him look like a decent person after all the awful stuff he did. Either way, it failed miserably. 

And then there’s a bunch of other problems the books had. For instance:

1.) Godric in the books is named Godfrey, he has no connection to Eric, and he’s a pedophile/child-rapist who handed himself over to the Fellowship of the Sun. The books try to make Godfrey sympathetic by painting him as a tragic figure who can’t control himself, and even Sookie feels bad for him. The problem though is that he still raped kids. There’s no way to make that sympathetic, and it’s hard to give a shit about whether or not Sookie saves him or if he lives and dies (Spoilers: He burns to death).

2.) There’s the questionable treatment of the LGBT+ characters in the books. Unlike in the show, Lafayette gets killed off in an orgy-fueled fuckfest offscreen. Pam has a relationship with a terminally ill lesbian cancer patient. There’s a werepanther named Mel who is gay and has this creepy stalker crush on Jason. Claude (Sookie’s faerie cousin) is gay in the books, and yet wants to rape Sookie because she’s not attracted to him. There’s also him not knowing what homophobia is despite being alive for hundreds of years, and having been on Earth for quite a while. What I’m saying is that all of Harris’s LGBT+ characters are either killed off, are barely given focus, or are portrayed in a problematic light.

3.) There’s also the convoluted nature of the faeries in the books. Claude is basically a one-dimensional cartoonish villain that wants to hurt Sookie and Eric because of poorly explained reasons. He’s not even a “love to hate” villain. He’s just obnoxious and pointless. Niall is in the books, and there’s this entire thing about him wanting to close the portal between the human world and faerie world, but he still keeps coming back for some reason. In one of Harris’s short stories Gift Wrap, Niall basically sends this faerie named Preston Pardloe as a gift for Sookie for Christmas, and said faerie proceeds to “magic her” (i.e. roofie her) into having sex with him and then makes her completely forget about it later. In other words, Niall sent someone who ends up raping his own granddaughter, but the story never treats it like it’s actually rape. Then, there are these two sadistic faeries who show up at one point. They crucify Crystal when she’s pregnant with Jason’s kid, and then proceed to torture Sookie for shits and giggles. And yes, it’s awful and unnecessary.

For all the bitching and moaning I’ve heard about the faeries on True Blood, the ones in the books were nothing to brag about. If anything, the moment they were introduced is the moment the books took a nosedive in quality. And since these weren’t well-written books to begin with, it didn’t bode well for the rest of the series. 

4.) There’s also how rape culture gets perpetrated in these books. Bill rapes Sookie, but Sookie still remains friends with him and even goes to him for relationship advice. Niall sends Preston to Sookie as a Christmas gift, and a rape scene takes place, but it’s not framed as rape for some reason. Tara gets raped by a vampire (it’s not Franklin like it is on the show, but a different vampire named Mickey), and she’s victim-blamed for it. Eric had a sadistic maker named Appius who raped him for years and actually manages to get the last laugh over Eric by the final book. There’s a vampire kid named Alexei who’s a rape victim that ends up going crazy and becomes a serial killer, and gets put down like a dog. Then there’s  Eric getting sold off as a sex slave in the final book (more on that in a second). 

Also, you remember that graveyard scene between Sookie and Bill in the first season? In the books, it’s much worse: Sookie has sex with Bill because he is so angry in that moment that she’s scared he’s going to hurt her and is afraid for her life. He basically rapes her in the graveyard. But again, FOR SOME REASON, it’s not referred to as a rape scene.

5.) Then there’s the last book: Eric gets sold off into sexual slavery by his maker to the Queen of Oklahoma, and is forbidden from ever seeing Sookie again. The books try to downplay the severity of this, but at the end of the day, Eric is expected to get into a relationship with the Queen, and he doesn’t get a choice in the matter. Sookie is surprisingly unsympathetic towards Eric over this, and they get into a huge fight about it, and Sookie contemplates having revenge sex with Bill to get back at Eric. There’s this stupid plot where Arlene is murdered and Sookie gets framed for it on flimsily evidence, and there’s this really cliché court room scene where everyone shows up to support Sookie as a way of propping her up. Bill gets his revenge on Eric for spilling the beans about his mission from QSA by revealing a secret to Sookie about Eric and Sam. Sookie gets kidnapped at a square dance by Claude, Steve Newlin, and some other guy (I can’t remember his name) and there’s this idiotic car chase scene where the bad guys are incompetent, and they’re being tailed by several other cars, and everything about this scenario is embarrassing. The last book does what the True Blood series finale did where everyone gets paired off and there’s a marriage ceremony and everyone starts having kids because that’s the only way to be happy apparently. Sookie gets into a relationship with Sam, and whatever relationship she had with Eric in the previous books is thrown out the window. The End.

If you want a review that’s both hilarious and points out other problems with the last book, look up the review Fangs For The Fantasy did on “Dead Ever After.” 

6.) There’s also Sookie herself. People talk about how she’s this great character in the books and so much better than the TV show version. While she certainly has cool moments in the books, I thought she was pretty unlikable. There are multiple instances in her narration where she comes off as judgmental, myopic, and nasty. The books never really challenge her on her biases, and she barely has any character development by the end of the series (no, getting raped and tortured does NOT count as character development 😒). There’s also some pretty questionable moments from Sookie where she comes off as cold instead of empathetic. Her interaction with Eric in the final book is an example of this: She basically victim-blames him for being sold off to the Queen of Oklahoma (even though he didn’t have a choice in the matter), and instead of being called out for this, the book tries to portray Eric as the asshole in this situation. 

7.) For all the complaining about the way the show handled new characters, people forget that Charlaine Harris introduced characters into the books that either weren’t fleshed out, were one-dimensional, or were only referenced by name with little development past that. 

There are other problems as well (plot-holes, inconsistencies, bad writing, etc), but I think I’ve covered the gist of it. Yes, True Blood had a lot of issues, but whenever I see people (mostly on Reddit) who try to act like the books were flawless, my eyes roll to the back of my head 🙄🙄🙄🙄. Many of the problems that plagued the TV show had their origins in the books, and chances are if they do go through with a reboot, those issues will resurface. 

As you can tell, I am not a fan of the books, and I do not recommend them. But that’s just my opinion. 

[calypsoff]

Fifty Four.

I am actually glad I stayed behind, after all the panicking that Robyn was leaving I am happy I stayed. I have been really busy trying to get a team together, I’ve just had the biggest dealing with Brooklyn Projects, and I am so blessed for it, Dom is a good guy, and I couldn’t be happier for what he has blessed me with. He pushed me to get a spot at the Agenda Show and I did it, I got a spot there which will be in a weeks’ time. I have been busy trying to find a supplier and I did it, I have found it and there will be no let down. I need to start releasing new designs which I am working on, these past two weeks has been hectic trying to find the supplier to fulfil Dom’ order, I was worried I wouldn’t and then I realised it’s Robyn’ birthday coming up which is near the Agenda Show but I assumed Robyn would be back but she won’t and her scan, her twelve week scan is coming up but she needs more time in London but luckily I am busy here so it doesn’t bug me but I would like to see her, so because she will be in London for her birthday I may need to jump on a flight to her, I mean what am I saying, of course I will “get that for me!” I shouted from the office; I have taken over this office space now. The buzzer is going off like it’s nothing, whoever that is “got it” TJ said, I am trying to employ a social media team. I can’t be dealing with service side of things, ok we started small, but we will get big, my phone pinged. Looking over at my phone, it’s Robyn so I need to look at it.

From: Robyn

To: Chris

Can we Skype call? I need to show you some things so let me know?

I wonder what it is, am I in trouble or is she going to tell me she will be there for another month. Texting Robyn back.

From: Chris

To: Robyn

Yeah we can in 10

Texting back and locking my phone “you got a package, shit is a little big” TJ said, raising an eyebrow shocked “for me? Open it, let me know” I mean who the hell knows where I live, I am fairly new so who the hell sent me anything, I shouldn’t think like that. I get in my own thoughts and think stupid “anyways” I need to get back to this, why is it I keep getting women to employ. It’s women that really be in my messages saying they can do things for me, and they can, they be having degrees and shit, they are pretty too “ayo, it’s from Dom” TJ made his way over to me with a card in hand, taking the card from him “To Chris, welcome to the Brooklyn Projects team, I can’t wait to see what we can do together. Please accept this gift of a BMX, my good friend spray painted it for you, Dom” I gasped “oh shit, let me see. You seen it” placing the card down as I got up from the chair, this is so exciting for me. This is my first gift; this has been gifted to me and I can’t believe it that people want to do that for me. I grinned wide, unwrapping the BMX with the biggest smile on my face “oh shit, no way it says Breezy on there. Oh my god, this guy knows me” I stepped back “yo, I am so hype” I jumped up and down “yes!” I spat, this is so dope “let me get my phone” walking off to the office, I am so happy about this. I can’t believe people give gifts like this just for free, grabbing the phone from office desk. Walking back out “do I look good?” I asked TJ “yeah you always do bro” he laughed; You can take a picture of me now. Holding my phone out to TJ to take it for me, walking over to the BMX “this shit is so dope, I am so happy” moving it away from the mess “oh actually take it here cause of that picture, Robyn and her love for the wedding pictures” sitting on the BMX, nobody understands how impressed I am of this.

TJ is my photographer, he takes good pictures “where is Barry?” uploading to two pictures, one of me on the BMX and the other just with it on its own “I don’t know, out” adding the caption ‘Thank you so much @brooklynprojects. for the BMX and adding the extra detail too, thank you. I appreciate brother’ pressing send on the post, I am not even going to front but I look good as hell in that picture “your cheekbones are looking crazy in that” TJ spat, he isn’t wrong though my cheekbones are looking good “so tell me where is Barry? Did he even come back in after you both went out” TJ shook his head, hearing the skype call “oh shit, I got a skype call with Robyn” rushing back into the office, closing the door behind me because this is private because you never know. Sitting on the chair pushing myself in and answering the call on my laptop “took your time and your out of breath, where is the bitch?” I chuckled, Robyn is always dramatic “wow, wait a minute” looking at the door for nothing just to annoy Robyn “tell her to leave, Rihanna is on the call” Robyn gasped “Chris, you better be playing” shaking my head laughing “there is nobody here, don’t worry. How is my twin?” biting my bottom lip staring at her, she seems to be in an office “busy, busy poppa. I miss you so much, I am so sorry that I am not coming back in time for my birthday, but you seem to be busy anyways, I am so happy for you Chris. See what I told you? I believed in you, but I rescheduled the twelve week scan appointment” nodding my head “well you know if I wasn’t busy I would be bugging you, but the Agenda Show is around the same time as your birthday so yeah, I guess we going to skype birthday” Robyn poked her lips out “you can make it up to me right?” shaking my head “mhmm nah not really but guess what, I got my first gift! Dom sent me a BMX, I am so excited” Robyn cooed out “I saw poppa, I got the notification” Robyn is such a stalker.

Jay Brown entered the skype call, his bald headed ass just here. I assumed he would be in London but no “hi everyone, I called this meeting” he said, sitting back in the chair “yeah, Robyn didn’t say what was happening so yeah” he chuckled “ok that is fine, so are you both ready. I have the very first copy of your Vogue cover, this is why I bought you both together. I wanted you to both see it together; it came into the office. Special delivery, we couldn’t let this leak out. I opened the magazine, and I am blown away, the interview was so good, it felt so real, and the pictures are amazing” licking my top lip smiling “already? I mean actually they took their time, when is it being released?” I asked “the date for this release is on Robyn’ birthday but we are releasing the cover, this what I wanted to discuss. We need to timely release images that aren’t in the magazine, once Vogue post it I need you both to do the same. We are going to tease the audience; Vogue has mentioned they are releasing the cover but not the inside content until the release. They are printing more then they usually do too but are you both ready” I feel a little excited “I am nervous, maybe it’s the baby I don’t know. Do we look good?” Robyn said “it looks so good, they did a double print picture, and I have to tell you both look so well” it may be the picture the lady chose of us walking the lobby “well here you are, Mr and Mrs Fenty-Brown” Jay Brown bought the cover to the camera, I gasped and that is not like me “oh my god” I said, that is really Vogue magazine and I am there “oh shit that looks amazing, so they used the picture of us walking down the steps, nah. I like that because it shows off her ring too, I look elegant as fuck there with Robyn” that is crazy “I am really proud of you both” Jay Brown said, I am mind blown.

I can’t believe this shit “man” Jay Brown left the skype call “I am mind blown Robyn, how crazy is that. I am on that cover with you!? How is this even real, I am getting gifts too” Robyn is just looking in awe “Chris your life is about to change in a big way, you need to be ready for this. You maybe not ready but you need to be, once this comes out your life will be officially changed. You think your life is different now? This is nothing Chris, I want you to be grateful and enjoy yourself. So when you go to the Agenda Show, you might have some fans. No female picture taking” I chuckled “oh yeah about that, I didn’t really get to mention it because it left my mind but, the girl I was working with and messaging that you disliked is fired thanks to the fact you complained to Mel and she told Barry, the people I am speaking too are women and I am trying to get a team together for my business but I can’t have this thing of you don’t like it because they are females. I wasn’t happy when I found out because it’s wrong, you deal with men, but I don’t complain so yeah. Honestly I feel like I am running this shit on my own now so I need the help so yeah” Robyn doesn’t seem to care “that is nice to know she has gone but ok fine, I do trust you” Robyn will complain about something, she will not like any female near me.

I am so happy, I can’t believe on the front cover of Vogue with my wife, this is wild to me. Walking out of the office with my phone to ear to ring my mom, I mean of course I am ringing my mom, I need to tell her this. At first I was like ok whatever but seeing the cover just there, the shit is real and it’s actually happening “you are finally taking calls now?” my mother said down the phone “I think you see I called you, since when did you call me mom?” she is a liar “well I did a few days ago and you said not now” letting out an oh “I did, sorry but listen to this mom. I am going to be on the front cover of Vogue with Robyn! I saw the cover!” I shouted; I am so fucking hyper “baby what? You mentioned it but I thought you was joking, oh my god. Do you know how much of a big deal this is? Your sister reads those magazines, oh my god. So I can buy this in the store, my baby on the cover of Vogue. Christopher I am so proud of you, I want you to know this. Me and your dad love you so much and are very proud of you, I will buying that magazine. Christopher I also wanted to mention, please come and visit us, we miss you. Your dad seems to be missing you the most so please come home sometime” sitting down on the couch “missing me that much? I will mom, sooner then you think” I need to get the home for them.

My bump is beginning to take shape, it is so amazing to see how pregnancy be changing your body just like that. Right now the bump is small, but it is there, and you can tell what it is if I wear tight clothing, I just love placing my hand over my bump when I lay down but everyday seems to be different to me, my body is always changing. I am ever so careful with myself while being in London, I just really go to my meetings and come back to my hotel room, I wear extremely baggy clothing here too. Only my team know about the baby, I haven’t let anyone else know about it, but I have been so lazy for the past few days, this is what put me back. I was in bed just not wanting to do anything so that alone put me back, when I feel like that I actually give myself time off. I would never do what I did last time, so if I don’t feel like working then I don’t feel like it so I have rest days, so this is what is putting me back with things, but I don’t care, I rather not push myself when my body is telling me no, never doing that again. I come first in this “are you finished on the skype call?” Tina asked, nodding my head stifling out a yawn “I got you some lunch, a footlong for you” thank heavens “good, I am so hungry” waving her over “you just ate like an hour ago” side eyeing Tina “do not judge me bitch, you can tell everyone they can come back in now” she bought me my food so I will be silent for a few minutes.

Mel touched the prototype of the slides “I have a feeling this is going to sell, you know if these sell how I think, are we going to have Fenty fashion” I smiled with my mouth full of food “this bitch is too into her food right now but I see Fenty fashion being a thing, this Puma thing is going to elevate you” swallowing my food “I am so excited but I am going to push for Fenty Beauty first, makeup as always been so important to me so yes, Fenty Beauty first” I think that is the way forward “you about to make a name for yourself, so what was the skype call for with your husband?” Mel asked “oh, Jay Brown revealed to us the front cover of Vogue, oh my god. It looks so amazing oh by the way, Chris got a little moody because Barry had fired the bitch that was getting a little too friendly in his messages, you know that?” Mel shook her head “all I did was say it to Barry, not my problem. I never said fire anyone” I am glad she fired anyways, I didn’t like the bird so there is that but nobody told anyone to fire the girl.

[naturaldisasterfanfiction]

9.

A day later and I feel like everything that happened was just a dream, like the Diamond Ball didn’t happen, but it did and it went well but that is to my face of course, but now the question on everyone’s lips is who is the father. I don’t have my mobile on me, I gave it Dennis and told him to keep it to him because I don’t want to see what is being said about me, I am not stupid. I know they all are being nice to me because they are at my event, speaking to Cardi she was happy for me but then it kind of slid out on who is the dad and I felt so defensive about it so I need to just step back and not be so uptight about something any person would ask, I would ask. I am nosey like that but no, I was there like dog with a bone when someone insinuated about who the dad is, I need to just calm down with how I react but it’s done now and I know Jen is out there waiting for me to get out, she has been coming to my bedroom door asking constantly when I am coming out, I know they will have a lot of things to tell me which I have been ignoring, I just feel a little weird that people know and are now judging me but who cares. I think I am a little too overprotective and I felt myself slip and I didn’t like people touching my stomach too, when I say people I know these people, but they aren’t family, the excitement got the better of them. I had photographers near falling over each other to get a picture, they shouted many things, they didn’t want my family on the carpet, they were in the way. Let’s just say I made the right decision to release the information myself before I went on the carpet, I still find it slightly funny that the video does look like I am releasing skin care so I can only imagine how my fans felt.

I have left my slumber, I told everyone to leave me alone for a full day after the ball, so this is kind of like the first day seeing my family since. I just needed peace, but I can only imagine the messages I am getting, I told Dennis to answer them unless it’s important then leave them and I will answer them but I have been given space so now it is time to face the music “if it isn’t the lazy bitch herself, she shouted at me twice. Shouting ever so loudly saying don’t come and wake up, I am ok. Leave me alone, you lucky Monica is here, and she said let you rest, cause chile. We been working” they all look busy “well I am here for the talk; I am guessing everyone is being dramatic?” pulling the chair out “you want some food baby?” my mom asked, I huffed out as I sat down “not right now no, I am ok. You got Noella working too? Look at her” I am impressed “do you know how many messages you are getting; Dennis couldn’t deal. Your fans are using your email address for your business ventures to either complain or say how happy they are, so I am helping out, it’s fun to read and delete. But I am glad you are all rested up, after a long night and a lot of controversy it was a needed rest for you” smiling at my cousin “thank you, someone agrees. I know y’all was bugging” I chuckled “well we needed to ask for help on some shit” Jen said side eyeing me.

I can tell they are working hard, they are incredibly quiet “so tell me, what is being said? Give me the negatives, some positives also. Thank you” I am prepared for the negatives, I mean the main one is the father of the child, I know that will be o. people’ mind rent free, it’s annoying but of course it will be the main subject “interesting night, you are still trending on twitter. Rihanna pregnant is trending still. Along with Drake, Hassan Jameel and Chris Brown. Any takers on who they think the baby father is? There is an actual poll on this, I just voted for it to see if I was right” Jen is not shit, shaking my head at her “oh let me vote!” Ja shouted across “I think Hassan won, hear me out. It is because you was quiet and mysterious with him and they will all think it is him, I think he won anyways” look at these assholes predicting shit “I say Drake” Noella put her hand up “one hundred percent Drake” shaking my head at the people I call friends “I expected better from you Melissa, Dennis you might as well add your fucking opinion too” poor guy wants to say it but he is stopping himself “I uh, no it’s ok” Jen hit his arm “she won’t fire you, Ja is still living and breathing” Dennis looked at me and I am just done with them, they can do what they like “I think it is between Hassan and Drake” nodding my head “what about you Jen?” Jen giggled, she is not shit “well I voted Drake also and the winner in this poll is” Jen smirked at me “your favourite go to man and it is Drake” I laughed shaking my head “this is what is fuelling the rumours, listen to this. Drake has been seen partying with Rihanna in London and as yet, hear this. He had yet to confirm if the rumours are true. He has not posted anything since the announcement” shaking my head sighing out “wow ok, so I am ok to be a step mom with Drake but if it were Chris it’s hell, so nobody voted for Chris?” I am curious to know “he is actually last on the list, crazy” that is interesting to know, they really think it’s Drake’ baby and he is just not posting just to fuel that.

Chewing on my bottom lip thinking, it’s jus mind blowing to me to think people would want me to be with Drake or even Hassan then Chris, when Chris out of them both is the sweetest, he is very misjudged in so many ways. Drake is actually a dickhead and Hassan wanted things I couldn’t give him, he did make me happy but I am not willing to change me in any way where I had to leave my religion and he wasn’t either, but he was manipulative in some ways too, I just never win with men. With Chris he likes to be real, not everyone can handle real “Jay wants to speak to you” Dennis said “tell him I don’t want to speak to him, he didn’t want to come to my event but wants to tell me about myself? I know that nigga want to come at me because I lied, I didn’t tell him. Text him back right now, you tell him. When I am ready to speak to you I will, this is my journey without your chains. Bye” I spat, I knew he was coming out of the woodwork “I have a lot of messages about who the father is, what should I say?” Jen asked “I don’t want no interviews, magazine or whatever I don’t care. The father is” I dragged out, what do I say. I need to think “I am not saying it is Chris, just put that the father does not want to be disclosed and that I need time of privacy, something along those lines. Next?” I mean they obviously been waiting for me to come out of my slumber “nothing really, we just wanted to see you. But the dress you wore, it sold out already.  You have been praised with how elegant you looked; how beautiful you look. I mean look at this picture” Ja turned the laptop to me, my smile grew “I look good you know” I am taken aback by how happy I look, I was stressing so much in the SUV and then look at that, my happiness “lots of compliments, the compliments is more then the hate anyways. But we just wanted to see you and baby Fenty, see you are both ok” I cooed out “how cute of you all, I feel a weight has been lifted. Just have another to go” I am going to have to tell Chris, I think it is time “I need to speak to you Robyn” Mel said “shall we go somewhere” nodding my head ad I got up.

Mel touched my stomach “it’s so nice to see you pregnant, I can’t wait to meet baby Fenty. It’s going to be so exciting” smiling down at my stomach “same” I said in a whisper “how are you feeling? Truthfully, with everything that had come you now. Do you feel like a weight has been lifted?” I shrugged “I think the weight will be lifted once I see Chris, once I tell him and explain to him. At the end of the day I have kept a child he don’t know about and as a father to this child he has every right to know, so I feel like I have done bad and makes me no different from any other girl, he may not have wanted that. But I will be truthful to him and say if you don’t want to know then it’s fine, I won’t be upset about it because then I will just have to work harder with loving my child, but I know Chris. I mean I am just, yeah. I think I need this talk, I am ready for him to get me angry” Mel laughed “you seem so relieved to know Chris is the dad then Drake or Hassan” I breathed out “oh my god, they are unbearable and it makes it worse when you don’t love the person, you don’t care them. This baby, it’s just my mom is right. It was meant to come; I mean I know we used a condom. I would have been a young mother really if we let what happened in the past happen, but I am ok with it being Chris, but his reaction will be interesting” Mel laughed nervously “same, well I have to admit something to you. Don’t bark at me, let me just say it” letting out an oh, I should have known she done something dumb “so I text Chris because I really wanted him to come to the Ball, I feel like he needs to be told sooner rather then later. That is just me. I messaged him that himself and Mijo can come, I will be there. I just think you know it would be good, he is family now but he replied back that he loves me and that Rihanna is foul, she knows what she did and that you need to take your drunken sex with talks somewhere else, and I was like oh shit he mad, mad and now I am like you got issues, but I did that” staring at my Mel with my mouth hung open.

I am shocked he is angry at me telling him to go “now he is being petty, fuck that” I said laughing “what did you do to him?” Mel asked, but I didn’t do anything and that’s the funny part “we had sex, we literally got drunk, we made out and had sex. I woke up like fuck, he is here still and told him to go unless he was expecting me to hug him after that? You are kidding me?” I didn’t do anything to him, he can’t be real “but you don’t know what he was feeling, in his mind he was probably wanting all that lovey dovey shit, I mean when I was looking at you both. You looked so happy; he was smiling. Maybe he did want that? He does love you; I mean plenty of men do but the love between you both is different, he was probably on a different page, you was on a I need sex page and he was probably on a I just want to love this woman. But he is hurt, so I am guessing he is going to be butt hurt about the fact I invited him and then found out you pregnant?” I groaned out “it’s kind of worse now, but either way I need to get this done before I leave California so since you want to be so fucking confident in messaging him behind my back, I said no because I wasn’t going to tell him before. You can now get him to come here, find a way” getting up from the couch.

That makes me laugh so much, he is such an asshole. He was the same nigga having me and Kae at the same time and I lowered myself to that fucking level and he wants to be butt hurt over telling him to go, I swear to god. I feel angry at it, how can he be angry when he had me and didn’t treat me right then, I am pissed. Mel told me that now I am just irritated, I feel anger towards him, and I feel like now I want to argue with him, but I won’t, because this has to be a grown talk. I can’t even comprehend the foolish man being hurt by what I did, what about me. We didn’t end on mutual fucking terms, I walked away from him and had the fucking nerve to be upset when he had Kae on the low, he went back to that and how the fuck did he think I felt and then he still had the fucking nerve to turn up to New York acting brand new, I tried of his ass and now I am angry at him “are you arguing with yourself?” Jen said, shaking my head in annoyance, I am annoyed “nothing” I just said “are you all going out tonight? I need the place to myself and don’t come back till late” Jen raised an eyebrow “Chris should be here, it’s about time we have that conversation, you know” Jen let out an oh “oh I see, ok I get it. I will make sure to clear the home then, wish I could be here. It’s always drama with you both” I sniggered; she is right.

Mel waved me over “I don’t want to move though” I whined out “please” she eye balled me, she has been missing for a while now so let me see what is up “I will be back mom” getting up from the couch, making my way to Mel “I am just tired” Mel announced, she is tired but yet she caused her own mess because I said for her to not invite him “I guess it’s not working out huh” we went into the spare living room “well” Mel dragged out, sitting down on the couch and watching Mel. She looks so sad right now, I think Chris may have annoyed her “so, I messaged him. I said to come to the home we are in currently. Robyn needs to speak to you. He messaged back pretty quick and he said we are playing a games, we wanted to shame him in front of every one, this was all a ploy to make him look a fool. He said he can’t believe that you are having a baby by a bitch ass nigga, he doesn’t want to see you. That you used him, you are foul, I am foul. We are bad people for him. I then said, it’s not how you think it was, she can explain but you need to come here, he said no. Robyn is playing a game and he is done, he doesn’t want to see you, and at this point I am annoyed so I said, you don’t want to see her pregnant and happy? You want her to be bitter or something. He messaged back saying don’t get involved Mel, Robyn is a bitch. So yeah, that happened” he is so fucking lost, he is so fucked in the mind that he likes to hear himself “the only bitch ass nigga is him, I am not going to chase him about this. If he don’t want to care and play ball with the fact I want to see him then I am done, I will message him myself, but if he doesn’t then so be it” unlocking my phone “he may change his attitude if you do it, he think we played a game and now he’s hurt you’re pregnant by what I assume Drake” I will try this with him but I hate that I am having to do this through Instagram, tapping on his name to message him ‘I really need to speak to you, I think you will regret this moment if you don’t. Leave your ego at the door and listen to me when I say this, you either come tonight or you don’t’ pressing send on the message.

Chris and I have been going back and forth on messages, like I am doing this with him through Instagram. Reading his last message ‘You are just jealous that I am not sprung on you so STOP acting like I am! Now you want me to come there to fuck with me’ he is still stuck on the tiresome conversation “I am losing the will to live” I said to myself as I typed back to him ‘Nigga, you are so fucking sprung on me that is why you are fucking crying in my messages about one night! I am not answering any messages to you any more, you either come or don’t!!!!!’ pressing send, I am fucking annoyed. He is being so butt hurt and also vile that I left him hung, I am just not going to continue this over messages “you think you can handle him if he does come?” Mel asked, good question “there will be an argument before we even speak properly. I will be ok, he is the biggest stress I got right now” it will be interesting to see if he does arrive but knowing him he will come, I believe he will anyways.

[noexit-ff]

12.

It’s been a week since we have been married, I still wake up thinking it is all a dream when it’s not, it’s real. I am married, I am Robyn Brown. The name my team have built, the Fenty name is gone and I don’t know how to say it but I can still use it, I know what my team would have wanted, they would have wanted Fenty-Brown but no, I am Mrs Brown and I am so happy. Looking to the side of me smiling at Chris asleep, he is so at peace. His light snores, god I love him. We have just been at home constantly, actually not at home. We are still in this rented place but Chris lives with me here so I am not complaining, we both need to move but it is just finding a home. I swear I am more happy being in this bubble with Chris, I know the outside world is asking where I am but I am here, just not where they want me to be. I have been ignoring the hell out of Jay Brown, my team can go. I just hope nobody clocks my name change, if a crazy fan clocks it then it won’t be good. Chris needs to stop playing and plan how to tell the family too, we are procrastinating with everything. I mean we did look at homes but Chris and his cars, he is not happy because what about his cars. I don’t want to a big ass house but I think we may just because of his cars, we found one in Beverly Hills but I don’t want to go there either.

Mel is currently back in Barbados, she wanted to leave the home to us. I never said for her to go. I miss her any ways, turning the heat down on the Bacon. Making breakfast for my baby, I have been doing this every morning for him now. I love being a housewife, I don’t want to go to work at all now. I have never been at my happiest since now, I just adore Chris so much. I just see a change in him, he is so husband like now. I am in love even more, hearing the buzzer go off. Frowning a little, I don’t think I was expecting any visitors today. Switching off the gas on the cooker and making my way to the door, I have actually messaged the guy about the home again. I really want this home from him, Chris is right. It’s actually perfect. It’s a perfect size, it’s secluded. Enough space for his cars too, looking at the security cameras “Oh fuck” I spat, he knows I am home because of the cars. Oh god, the cars. I mean they are the cars I bought Chris and nobody knows but he knows I am here, why is he here now.

Pulling open the door “Jay” I said with a smile “Rihanna” Jay Brown said my name but he is not impressed, I don’t want him to come in. Chris is upstairs, my neck is full of hickeys and I smell like Chris “uh, yeah. Can I come in?” he asked, he has never asked to come in before because I was always so open to everyone, but not any more “yeah sure, I do need to be somewhere though” I hope Chris does not come down, opening the door wider for him to come in. I know for a fact he is about to drive me crazy, sighing out as I closed the door “you have been quiet” he said walking ahead of me, dragging my feet behind him “you have company” he asked, turning the corner and seeing the two plates “uhhh just uhm, eating for two” I lied, how stupid, why can I never lie “joking, no. I am home alone” seeing Chris behind Jay Brown, my eyes widened but Chris turned around. He can’t be seen like this, his bulge all on show. He came down in his boxers, just how I like it “lot of food for one person but not my issue, hope you don’t walk out of the house like that with your neck” nodding my head “not really your issue but yeah, what is up?” sitting down on the bar stool.

My breakfast is getting cold thanks to him, Jay Brown’ eyes dragged down to my hand. Looking down at the same thing he is looking at and it is my ring “it’s a big rock” he doesn’t believe anything I be saying “yeah, well sometimes a girl got to spoil herself” I am a mess right now “right, ok. So why have you been ignoring my calls? As a manger I manage you and want the best for you but you seem to be doing everything opposite, why? I don’t know what’s worst, when you ran away in Australia, still don’t know what happened there” running away isn’t working out for me “you found me though, I am here” he snorted laughing “after chasing you, I called your mom because I thought you was in Barbados and just needing some time away but no, you’re here just doing nothing” I shrugged “I can afford to do nothing Jay, I just need me time and not your time. I am done being the public’s puppet” Jay gawked at me “now!? After bringing out your album and then clothing line? Now!?” I wonder who he is shouting at, putting my hand up at him “listen here, first of all you!” I pointing at him “you pushed for the album to come out, I said no but you didn’t accept that. You forced that shit, just because Roc Nation are on your ass because they ain’t getting their money back from me making the album they paid for, I think you’re worried. If you come here to shout at me then get out, I do what I want” Jay Brown is so angry “you know who is going to come here next!?” he said in annoyance “my dad? Because sure enough he might stumble his ass here for something” Jay Brown took in a deep breath “Jay Z, you are fucking with money, money people put into you! Puma expects clothes not just someone hiding in this house, I don’t know what is wrong with you but you have changed. I come here to speak to you but I am leaving this on them now, they want a tour from you. I won’t lie, but this hidden Rihanna is creating some kind of hype but trust me, we will get a tour from you” he stormed off in annoyance.

Playing with the food on my plate, I am not in the mood for this at all. Pushing the plate back “why are you not eating? Is it because of him?” Chris asked, sitting back on the chair “he is not wrong, next will be me in New York at my record label. They are not used to this, they are used to me obeying them but I don’t care, I don’t think any type of money will amount to the fact I am someone’s wife” Chris cooed out “if shit was that easy, could have told me before. Joke, but you don’t need to stop everything” he paused putting his fork down “I was listening to him and I can hear the worry in his voice, they will fire his ass because they think he is not doing his job. So think about it this way, the ball in in your court. They want you to tour, Jay Brown is a dickhead but he is good at what he do. He made you good money, I am just saying you can tour. I want you too and I will support you and see you, but you can demand things. Like you don’t want a world tour, America and Europe. Spilt it up, wait three months and then go Europe, I promise you now they will say yes” pulling a face “I didn’t want to spend my first year of marriage working though, I wanted to support you instead. I know you don’t have a manager any more and I wanted to help you, we have so much to do” I don’t really want to do this “but you don’t need to tour straight away, you need to do your clothing line too. That shit is so dope I love it, continue it. I need to my own clothing line, we can do it together?” I don’t even want to work “but I just want to make babies Chris” I mumbled “I am thirty Chris with no baby, I always expected to be a mother when I was at least twenty five, I wanted to be a young mom. I don’t care, we don’t have a home and then we need to tell the family, I don’t want to hide any more” Chris didn’t say a word and remained silent, I guess he doesn’t know what to say.

Chris and I remained ever so silent “so I think we are ready to tell the world, I was actually doing something well working it out in my mind. To tell our family and friends that don’t know, remember I said about having a party? Well I still want the party, but send out invitations to them. A picture of us on the wedding day on there, if they come then they do. We don’t answer any calls and we will see them on the day as husband and wife, the ones that don’t come then cut them off. On the same day we can post it to the world, what you think?” nodding my head “least we can do it together, it takes a lot of pressure off us to tell now. What about a home? This place, we can buy him out” Chris shook his head “I don’t want people like him walking in, I want a fresh home. I need to stop being picky about shit but we will do it” I love this Chris so much, he is so supportive of me “ok but I really want to go to the movies and see the new Beauty and Beast movie today” Chris groaned out “Robyn, do you really want too?” nodding my head “it looks so cute, and we need to do some food shopping. Being indoors we have eaten a lot, we can’t hide forever so let’s just start now” I know Chris is not happy about seeing this movie “also, do you know any tattooist that can come now?” Chris crossed his arms across his chest “uhhh yeah, I can get a guy but it does depend on what you want, why?” I really want to get this done now “on my finger, my ring finger. I want to put your initials under the ring” Chris stared at me in shock “huh?” he said in confusion “I just want it there, something small and cute. If I ever need to take it off because I would never want to lose the ring then your initials are still there” Chris cooed out “that is quick, that can be done today. Are you sure?” he asked, nodding my head “you gone all full wifey mode” he doesn’t understand how much I just want to cater to him.

The pain of this will never amount to the pain I went through when I had my whole hand done, this is nothing “remember nigga, you can’t say anything. You keep your mouth shut” Chris scolded this poor man again “I got you, I said I did. Just shocked me. You crazy niggas got married? Like a whole ass marriage?” this tattooist reaction is probably everyone’s reaction to this “it’s cute, you crazy over this dumbass. If you need this to be lasered off come to me” Chris held the blunt out to me “put it in my mouth” I said to him “not the first time I have heard you say that to me” he looked down at me with the biggest smirk, busting out laughing “whatever” he placed the blunt between my lips “do mine next, I’ll have R B. Seeing as you are Robyn Brown” he pulled the blunt away from my lips “you don’t have too” I said before blowing the smoke out “I want too, you right. At times we may need to take it off, least you are always there” I didn’t expect him to do it at all, that has really made me smile.

When the wife wants to see Beauty and the beast and I have to obey, I wish she just came out of the home now. I am sat in the car waiting, I can’t drive the Lamborghini because she said she wants to do food shopping, where we putting the bags so that stopped me. Now I know why she bought me this Roll Royce, the family car she keeps on calling it. Getting my phone out from my pocket, why tell me to wait in the car and still not come out, why is she like this. It’s already late. Tapping on my Instagram, not been on this thing for a while. Mel’ picture popped up the first, she looks happier in Barbados, wait a minute that is not Barbados. I think this is a picture from St Lucia, leaving a comment ‘This isn’t Barbados?’ pressing send, St Lucia was nice as fuck but we didn’t stay there as long. Pressing the camera and flipping the camera to my face, taking the picture as I side eyed seeing Robyn walking out finally, captioning the picture ‘When she wants to watch some baby ass movie, whipped’ pressing send “Sorry, I felt my make up didn’t look good” pulling a face “you was downstairs when you said go out, I am coming. Thirty minutes later I am still waiting, what was wrong?” I didn’t see the issue “I changed my hair too, my forehead looked too big” blinking at Robyn several times “hiding a forehead that is already huge, that must have made you work up a sweat” she hit my arm “you look beautiful, I don’t know why you had to change anything” placing my phone in the side panel, we get to leave now.

I hope we can just go to the movies in peace, I mean if we get caught so what I guess “it’s been so long since we have been out, it’s weird” Robyn said looking out of the car window “oh yeah, also the estate agent called. I have some good news but it’s in Beverly Hills, I didn’t want it to be there but he said there is a perfect homes for us there. We are going to move just this once so I want it right, it has an underground car park he said. It’s like a showroom, he has seen it himself and it will fit your cars. It has no neighbours around, nobody can come close to the home, it is overlooking California, he said he wants us to see that one but the price tag is pushing on thirty million” blowing out air “that is a lot, thirty million. I ain’t pay that for my home now and that shit is beautiful and I got land, going near my net worth now” she is crazy “shut up, don’t say that, we are together in this now. If he saying it is as good as it is, we should see it first before saying no. Its five bedrooms so we need to fill every room, so four kids” staring ahead at the road “anything else?” Robyn is not playing “and we are seeing it tomorrow, I said to him” nodding my head “of course you did, thirty million?” looking over at Robyn “we have the money, this is our home and I want it to be the best. Private too, so we can raise our kids in peace” I would move back to my old crib but that won’t happen.

Putting the car in park “are you ready for this?” turning the car engine off “yes but I don’t want you sad with me Chris, why wouldn’t you want a home that much?” she asked, I shrugged “we can afford it Chris, we are together in this. Fifteen million me and then you” shaking my head “the fuck you think I am letting my wife pay for the home, if we like it then I will be paying. Shit don’t work like that Robyn” she frowned at me “why are you so hard headed, seriously. No reason to be like this, we will talk about this tomorrow if we do like it ok?” nodding my head “if you want to be like that then I will just give you my money” I don’t even want to hear that “I better get my ass working again” opening the car door, I be sat at home like I can quit working “Chris, I don’t want that” closing the car door, this car park is dead but once we turn that corner it will be packed full of people. I have no idea why I would come to the Hollywood Cinema, I also don’t want to be parking my car in a weird ass place that broke niggas be “are you angry at me?” shaking my head, I didn’t even notice Robyn was in front of me “I am not angry, I am just thinking. I want my wife living good, I am not going to ask you to pay for a home that me as a man should be providing you with. I don’t want to hear it now, it’s done ok? Let’s just enjoy this time out” I want to end the conversation now.

Robyn stood in front of me, we are waiting to get tickets “I thought you said you booked them online?” Robyn turned to me “I also thought I did but I was on Instagram” wrapping my arms around Robyn, pulling her closer to me “you know I love you, I am not angry. Just thinking that is all, it’s nothing bad” pressing a kiss to her nose “I don’t want to stress you out, we will be moving just this once and that is it baby” pressing a kiss to her lips “it’s cool babe” my head shot up hearing someone say next, I guess that is us. Robyn turned around to walk ahead of me, I couldn’t help myself and placed my hand on her booty. Robyn giggled hitting my hand away but then held my hand, the guy gawked at us. He didn’t know what to say “would be nice if you didn’t make a scene” I said “uhm” he swallowed hard “two tickets for Beauty and the Beast” I don’t have time for him to be staring at me like that.

Robyn and I sat in the corner at the back, this place is full of kids but Robyn is one big old child. Sitting down on the seat, some of the popcorn fell on the floor “great, I wanted that” sitting back in the seat “thank you for coming with me though, I know you didn’t want to come but you did” looking to the side of me smiling at my baby “it’s ok baby, anything for you” placing my arm around Robyn “anything for you” pressing a kiss to her head “oh Chris, if we have a daughter. You will need to bring us both here and look after us both” sighing out “well luckily it will be a boy, I don’t think my heart can take a mini Rihanna” just imagine that “not in a bad way, but that will be my baby girl. I ain’t going to let anyone touch her” Robyn smiled at me so wide “you have never spoken like this about kids, I love this change in you” I didn’t even know I did change.

Pushing the shopping cart behind Robyn “you really feeing everything” she is taking so much time on picking out vegetables “cucumber or zucchini? I think the zucchini is shaped more like your dick, actually no, the cucumber, it’s more thin” trying to contain my laughter “deep throat it and then I will let you know, nasty ass! If you don’t hurry your ass up” Robyn giggled placing them back down “sorry, just trying to cook fresh for my man. Remember your stomach is jiggly as hell” pushing the cart around Robyn “forget you, I am getting snacks” she always trying to bully me about my stomach “noooo!! Stop it, I love your stomach but you have gained” rolling my eyes “whatever, maybe I like being like this. Anyways, I just wanted to say. We will get the home, just let’s buy it. Looking at the pictures it looks beautiful, we need to move into it so we can use the home for a party, house warming at Mr and Mrs Brown home” Robyn beamed smiling at me “I like that idea, so you like the pictures? Imagine the home in person, am I forgiven though? I will stop being annoying but please, one more thing. Let me pay for the home too?” shaking my head walking off “not doing it” she thinks I will allow that, I just need to make more money.

Loading the trunk up with the bags “this has been so good, we went food shopping as a married couple” Robyn gets easily pleased “we didn’t get caught, I mean people saw us but nobody took pictures well I hope not.” Grabbing the bag full off booze “you bought a lot of booze here, do we drink this much? I thought you was on a cleanse now?” placing the bag down “I am, just thought stock up. We have ran out of a lot you know” I don’t notice this shit at all “you know your friends staying at your home, don’t they ask why you are not home” shaking my head, closing the trunk “they believe anything I say, you know Robyn. You think I am doing ok with this husband thing?” I asked “yeah why?” pushing the cart away, I can’t be bothered to put that away “I don’t know, I never had a stable home to know what a husband does” Robyn tilted her head smiling at me “and you think I did? All I know is that you have been the best with me, I couldn’t have asked for a better husband. You get annoyed but that is because I can be annoying but you have changed so much, I have changed for you too. We only got each other for now” I hope I am doing good by Robyn.

Following behind the estate agent in my car “I didn’t know this was going to be a gated community? That kind of sells it to me, don’t one of the Kardashian’s live here, Kendall?” I am sure she does “I think she does, I remember coming to a party here” turning off onto another road “you know more than me, do you like it around here though?” Robyn asked, nodding my head “yeah, it’s nice. I just want to have sex though, I really enjoyed that morning sex babe. Where did all that come from?” smiling at Robyn, she is giggling mad hard “because I was like, I have to wake him early but let’s wake him up with some sex, it worked. You seem less stressed today, I don’t want you stressed or working yourself up because of this. Can we just please talk about this like husband and wife” I know this subject “I am listening” I mumbled “ok so, this is going to be our home to raise our family. Now that we are married what is mine is yours, you think Jay and Bey have this issue? It’s stupid, it’s like saying you keep your money and I just spend all yours? Why should I? Why should I be doing that, I want us to split this. This is our home, please Chris” seeing the home, looks crazy beautiful, his car turned off into down the side of the home and stopped, stopping behind the agent’ car “this looks amazing” I am impressed already, if I see what I want I will just say yes.

The door rose up, this is like some batman cave shit. My eyes all wide as I drove slowly into this big garage parking space, lit up with lights and black marble flooring, the space here is amazing. Stopping the car and switching the engine off, getting out of my car “this looks like some car showroom but it’s under the home!” I spat, he pressed this button as the garage door went down “you said car space, well here we are Chris. Every single one of your cars right under your home, imagine every space here filled. We have a section here where you can get a cleaner to come to clean your car, without making a mess on the marble. Drive the car to that section and there you have it” no wonder this shit is thirty million “brand new home, not ever lived in. You will be the first owner’s, you have a elevator here, to take you to the top. Shall we?” this is sold “look, we can just buy it now. I love this already, the space is perfect already” the elevator doors opened “let’s see what you make of the inside” he gestured Robyn and I to get in the elevator first.

Seeing the all black door, everything seems all marble or something “this door doesn’t have key’s or pass code’s, the security is high on the whole home. So we came in from the garage but there is a gate there, this is where guests can enter, so this door only opens if you scan your finger, like now” watching him scan his finger “this will all be erased, when you move in. We will have the security team behind this to show you and take all your details and finger prints” the place where the guy just did his finger print just turned into a door handle so he pushed it open “ok this is dope Robyn, I think we should just get it” Robyn held my hand “I am glad you like it” walking behind the agent “so I have already set this up for how I like it, or shall I say for viewing purposes, this does not happen. You can disable it” the doors started automatically sliding open “this home senses you, knows you. As you are walking, here is the stairs but we are walking by this for now and going by the dining table and turning this corner, and here we have the kitchen” nodding my head looking at Robyn “this is huge! Wow! I love the marble” she touched the kitchen counter “and if you feel like want too, the windows come sliding down so you can go outside just like that, all these windows can be switched to privacy mode but why would you need too? Nobody can see you from here” I have so many ideas “so I can have sex in front of the window and nobody will see” the agent laughed “why not” smirking at Robyn, she side eyed me.

“The main bedroom, or shall I say your bedroom. As you can see from here right in your bed, you can see the walk in shower room but that can be changed. They can change it and the window will change to a misted look so nobody can see” jumping on the bed laying down “move to the side please” I said to the agent to move “Robyn!” I half shouted, she turned around “I want this home, it’s sold. Done, we want it!” I can imagine waking up to Robyn every morning, just seeing her having a shower “you’re so easily pleased Chris!” Robyn said “think about Robyn” getting up from the bed “seeing me in the shower and yourself, the sweet, sweet sex we about to have. This home is so dope! It has two walk in closets, for me and you and then the bar area, the parties we can have. Family only but it’s dope, privacy, great for a family and the space” I think I have found a perfect home “imagine the party, house warming being married party and the people coming here” now she is doubting shit, she was all for it “ok but I want to change some things but we won’t need to do it, not until we have a baby but fine, you look too happy about this” I am so excited, I was in doubt but this whole place is a dream and I am living it with Robyn.

[sansoftimeandspace]

Trouble’s Brewin Pt 4

Parts: 1 2  3  4

Fight RP on Discord between @sansoftimeandspace​​ and @chara-mels​​

Plot: Cosmic was sleeping in a chair in the cafe when a Chara went inside, with malevolent intent. Things heat up after they leave the cafe.

Setting: Outside the cafe, and in an abandoned building.

Trigger Warnings: Language, Knives being held against head and neck, both muses close to death, body horror/ gore(kinda but not quite).

"heh... the best-laid plans of monsters and men often go awry..." He laughed weakly. "I'm surprised with all the technology you all have...that you got it wrong..."

"Cool...heh... never really thought of myself that way..." His eyelids felt heavy. He was struggling  just to keep awake. And then he felt her hold the side of his face. His eyes opened wider in surprise, and he tried to focus in on her blurry face. He heard her apologize to him, pleading for him not to die.

Because...because she wouldn't be able to toy with him any longer. Or at least that's what it sounded like.

"Heh...sorry kiddo... I rigate to tell you...but...i can't stay... for... I'm about to  pasta  away.. heh..." He let out a sigh and closed his eyes. 

He was so tired...surely a little nap...wouldn't hurt...

Chara wanted to defend her lack of information, but she had no excuse. Something as simple as that shouldn't have been missing from her, and now Cosmic was dying in front of her for no reason. Sure, she could just let him, but her intention wasn't to rid of him. She wanted him around, but at her will. Now, if he was truly gone... 

 “Did you just..." The pain in her face morphed into disgust, and she stared at him in disbelief, speechless. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! You are NOT going away like that!! NO!!”

 The idea of food was planted into her head, and in a hurry, she searched in her inventory for food. She had some, sure, but none of them worked for healing anything, more like clogging arteries. FUCK!! I swear if you die after that pun I'm going to toss your dust in dog sh— Wait, do you have any food? Listen to me, you lazy pile of bones!" Chara held him by the shoulders and shook him desperately.

He chuckled softly as she complained about the jokes. "what... can i say? if you're ....gonna go, go out ....laughing,.... right?"  He felt her grab him and  shake him.  His eyes opened. "food?...oh...yeah.... i do... in my pockets...should be some ...ketchup...and a sandwhich..." 

Without hesitation, she invades the intimacy of his pocket and just, yanks out all the food items she can manage to find. They lay on the ground, which is probably dirty, but that doesn't matter at this moment. She grunted and groaned in frustration to herself, as she gathered strength to pick up Cosmic by the shoulders, and rested him seated over her torso, so he wouldn't even dare to fall asleep. She took a packet of ketchup, and ripped it open with her teeth, before passing it to his mouth.

 "Okay, I don't know how the fuck skeletons eat, but you eat this right now”. She hadn't considered that maybe eating as well could do good for her too.

He felt her go  through his jacket pockets and yank out his food, and  put them to the ground. As he felt himself being hoisted up by the shoulders, the pain in his chest flared up to new levels. 

He let out a hiss of pain, and then went quiet as he felt the room around him grow tipsy and his mind started to grow staticy. But the smell of ketchup caught his attention, and brought him back to the here and now.  

He quickly took the packet and inahled the ketchup. As he felt some of his strength returning to him, his mind started to clear. He realized how she was holding him in a spoon position on her lap, and he tried to wiggle out of her grasp. 

"Don't move, stupid... Okay, maybe I shouldn't have moved you in the first place. But I'll hold you until you can sit straight yourself.”

 She takes the sandwich, and places it to his mouth as well. She held it for him, and closed her eyes for a moment. The pain, it was so bad it had numbed itself out, she couldn't feel that much anymore, but she remained seated, like a stone.

Irritated at her behavior, he gave a displeased grunt as an answer. He would've been more snappy toward her, but he was still feeling very light headed and too weak to actually fight back.

He weakly grabbed at her arms and tried to get them away from his chest. Being this close to someone who tried to kill him, was very uncomfortable.He stopped struggling when he heard she wasn't going to let him go until he could sit up on his own. He tried to do it, but the pain surged at him when did. So he slumped back against Chara, and let out a defeated sigh. 

"Fine." 

But once I can get up and moving on my own, I'm outta here,  he thought

When the burger was offered, he took it in his hands and took a bite from it and ate it. Within a matter of moments, it was gone. He glanced over at Chara and saw how injured she looked.He hesitated for a moment in thought. 

Should I really help her? She had tried to kill me and claim my soul as some kind of toy. Who knows what kind of crazy and disturbing things she thought about and has done. But at the same time here she was helping me, and was worried about me... in her own peculiar way.

Sighing, he looked over to the remaining food on the floor, and used levitation magic on a burger and had it float over to him. He took it and offered it to Chara.

 "Here... you look like you could use something to eat yourself."

Her eyes stuck their sight to a wall, and she huffed out in frustration, as a Cosmic ate. Resignation is all she could see from him, he probably hated having to be this close to him, but she would look after him with almost jealousy until she was sure he could walk away safely.

 Why not leave him to solve it? She had the slight doubt that he wouldn't have managed on his own, and it would be pretty bad to find out he hadn't made it days later. 

 Her eyelids fell close, and she cursed herself under her breath for not owning any healing magic, otherwise the process would have been way easier, and both could go back home faster. There was no pain, but no relief either; her body was numbed, and getting worse as her health dropped slowly. Since it didn't hurt, she wouldn't know she also needed help, badly. 

 A faint blue light made her open her eyes again, something very much necessary because she was starting to drift into slumber. 

“Hey... “ She was about to scold hi, for wasting his energy in magic, instead to focus on recovery, but her lips fell close at the offer. A shaky hand lifted to take the burger, it was somehow very heavy on her palm. 

 Immediately, a pleased smile took over her face, this skeleton was really something else. Kind, 'human', considerate, all of them huge flaws. 

“I believe I do, thank you... “ She took a bite of the meal, and swallowed with little to no chewing, she just wanted it inside her to start healing as soon as possible. The burger was soon disappeared, and the burn lines of her skin spread and flattened, slowly returning to the healthy color of before.

He smiled faintly as she took the burger. "You're welcome."

Am I going to regret doing this? She tried to kill me... and take my soul... and for what...?  Just thinking about it made him feel very nervous. 

He started fidgeting around in Chara's grasp. He winced as pain flared up in his chest, but he did his best to ignore it. The thought of Chara having his soul in her grasp haunted his mind. He had to get out of there.

"I'm.... feeling much better..." he said, as he tried sitting up. He was hoping  that if he could handle that position, then he might be able to jump up and get out of there.It hurt so bad as he started to shake and sweat. "I need... to get going..."  He started to get up and leave, trying his best not to show that he was still in pain.

Chara took a deep breath, and watched him as he tried to stand. She could almost feel what pain he was under, and held back a smirk. It was a pretty sight, a trembling skeleton that walked drenched in his own sweat, playing tough as he was just barely escaping death. 

 "Yeah, you're looking great.” Her entertainment only lasted until she tried to stand as well, and she went silent, to avoid any complaint from coming out of her. "...Same place, same hour, next Friday?” She forced herself to sound painless, smiling widely to his back as he walked. She slowly gathered her magic again to teleport.

He tensed when he heard that. Did that mean that this whole ordeal wasn't over? He turned toward her, and did his best to keep a poker face. 

"What do you..mean? I thought we were done with this whole...thing since you can't have my soul.. not that I know why you want it so badly in the first place..."He waved his hand in the air, as if suggesting she dismiss all her plans. "You know... what... just forget about me, alright... not worth any extra special attention..."He sighed. "I'm gonna go... Hope to not see you around..."

"Why would it be over? Didn't we have fun?”  Chara managed to laugh, her breath only stopped in short moments as she still struggled to keep herself together. "You can't really think so lowly of yourself, that you don't even believe you deserve the attention of someone like me... Or, is that a praise? Whatever it is, you're not getting your wish, friend.” Chara laughed once more, just thinking of the many ways shed continue to mess with Cosmic after this. 

In a yellow spark, she was teleported, and disappeared from sight.

He bristled as he heard her say that this wasn't over .And a sweeping coldness past through him when he fully realized that Chara wasn't going to leave him alone. Before he could say anything further, she was gone.

He sighed with relief.He glanced down at his chest, and saw that his shirt was cut open and that there was  still a nasty scar on his chest. He grimaced.

"Looks...like I'll need to get that healed up..." He sighed. "Half way tempted to do it after a nap... though I probably shouldn't delay in getting it seen." He teleported away.

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23.

My one hand holding Liana’ leg as I got my money out from my pocket “buy me that” Maleah placed a bag of skittles on the counter “anything else little girl? Yo momma did say no candy” she smiled at me, I can’t say no to that face “hold on” I said to Liana as I got a twenty note out “here” passing the store keeper the note “hold uncle’ drink for me please” passing my Red Bull to Maleah and her bag of skittles, grabbing my cigarettes from the counter and putting them in my pocket. The store keeper held my change from the money to me but Liana reached over taking it “mine!” she said, this girl already taking my money “you got it” he said as Liana’ little hands could not hold it all “yes” feeling a coin hit my head “really” holding my hand out “put it in my hand, you about to knock me out” she giggled placing the coins in my hand, this girl is crazy. That really hurt my head, placing the change in my pocket and grabbing the Twizzlers “let’s go ladies” that was a whole mission doing that.

I am on a morning stroll with the ladies today, Maleah wanted to take her dog for a walk when I went to Mijo’ so I thought I would do it. I like it, it’s peaceful just being with my daughter. I mean I do get little looks from people but I ignore it “Liana, are you going come down?” Maleah asked her “no” she spat “I stay here” her lazy ass does not want to walk, she wants to be carried around “Liana is lazy Maleah, she prefers to be carried” the dog yanked Maleah ahead a little “woah! Naughty!” she said, I chuckled as she fell forward “daddy!!” Liana shouted me, looking up at her “yeah beautiful” she held the Twizzler up “go aahhh” stopping in my tracks and opening my mouth, Liana slowly placed the piece in my mouth “gone” she clapped her hands, closing my mouth “thank you, give me kiss now” she held my face and leaned over kissing my lips “I love you baby girl” looking ahead of me “we holding Maleah up actually” jogging a little to catch up with her.

Placing Liana on the ground as we got inside Mijo’ home “come Liana, let play outside” they both ran inside to go to the back yard “oh no, they back” hearing Mylen say, I thought I would see Mijo. Liana woke up so early and I text him, he was awake so I thought why not. I am supposed to be in Australia right now, I haven’t cancelled but I have a couple of days until I can make it. Closing the door behind me, Robyn is still at my home. She is ok I would say but she’s a little off, she hasn’t left the home even though I told her that her family have gone. She talked to Cassandra and she told her she needs to go back to basics again, I offered for her to come with me but Robyn says no. I don’t want to leave them here, I am so worried. Walking into the living area “are you still watching this garbage?” I pointed at the TV “Uncle it’s not! It is the best thing on” I snorted “sure, you ain’t watched Tom and Jerry. Now that shit was funny” sitting down on the couch.

Mijo finally walked in, he was upstairs for a long time “son, go and check on the girls. Make sure they don’t go near the pool” Mylen rolled his eyes “he always makes me do this” pushing himself off the couch “roll those eyes at me again little nigga” Mijo pointed at him, Mylen slowly walked over to him “nigga!” Mijo spat as Mylen ran off “he legit just did it again” shaking his head “kids” I said laughing “beat their little asses, we would get whooped for backchat, these get away with it” look at Mijo being all serious “how was the walk?” he asked “good, hot out there though” rubbing my chest “can tell, the top is off” that was the first thing to come off “what happened? Talk to me nigga, we been bros since day one. You been so quiet, not hanging with the niggas. Only god knows where you live because that apartment is dead, you’re so secretive with us. I know you’re with Robyn now, from the videos you was supposed to be gone but you’re not” the more public we go, the more people know about what Robyn and I do.

Rubbing the back of my neck shrugging “what do you want me to say? Robyn and I are together and have been for a while, her family are not happy” looking over at Mijo “y’all look happy, if y’all happy who am I to judge. Just hate to see anyone get hurt” shuffling off the couch a little, sitting on the edge of the couch “I know I shouldn’t but you know, I need someone to talk too. I need someone to let it off my chest with” looking away from Mijo, I am feeling so emotional. Blinking my eyes several times to stop the tears from falling, rubbing my left eye “woah, nigga. What’s up” feeling Mijo sit next to me “the fuck you crying for, you soft nigga” chewing on my bottom “you can’t tell anyone this. I promised Robyn to not tell anyone, Mel knows but that was because I needed someone to help. I don’t know Mijo, I just feel upset as fuck because she don’t deserve it. She don’t deserve to be feeling the way she feels, I know she is hurting and I feel I can’t help her. Shit is so much” Mijo hit my leg lightly “tell me” he said, breathing out “that day when Robyn came to the home, that day I broke a window and I was popping off. You tried to calm me down?” looking over at him “yeah I remember, I still never understood why” I hope I don’t regret this “that night, Robyn broke down to me and told me that” I paused, I don’t even want to say it. I feel sick to even say it “he uhm, Mychal raped her. She told me she was telling him stop, he was being forceful, she couldn’t breathe. You know how I feel to know this, to know he did that” my voice broke, Mijo stared at me in shock not saying a word.

Wiping my tears with my hand “fucking kills me to know that happened, she don’t deserve this and it’s on me. I am the one that could have saved her, instead I fucked on her. I die inside every time she cries, but I have to be there for her and Liana. She just gets in that mood where she don’t want to bother with Liana so here I am, I am doing it. Playing it off, I had to come back Mijo because her family said poor Mychal. She broke down, she ended up telling them and breaking down. The poor Mychal shit has really got to her” swallowing hard, I feel like a weight has been lifted with talking to someone “sorry, I am just in shock” Mijo shook his head “you telling me, that bastard did that to her? Oh my god” Mijo got up from the couch “I feel sad and angry at the same time” he paced off slowly “poor Rih, oh my god. I just wouldn’t think that would happen to her, I feel sick. Nigga why didn’t you tell me this” I remained silent not saying a word “you kept this to yourself, no wonder you been acting mad strange. You have been all about your family and been quiet, I get it. It all adds up, you trying to beat Mychal up at every chance. Why don’t she fuck him over?” shaking my head “she don’t want to be a victim but she is suffering so much, she was doing so well. You saw her when she came here, she is good but her family just made her backtrack, I just want to take the pain away from her” I love Robyn too much.

Mijo is in shock, he just doesn’t know what to say “I just want to hug her, I really want to tell her that I will fight him. My sister” scratching the top of my head “I ain’t been blocking you for no reason, she needs me. She won’t come on tour with me, she says no I am a burden but she is more of a burden being in America. She has her record label asking for her, I had to answer the call for her. I built her up just for her fucking family to ruin it” Mijo rubbed his chin “maybe she was never ready then” he got a point, maybe I rushed it “so what you doing about the tour, Mel is around. I will be too?” smiling at Mijo “appreciate you bro, she don’t want Mel. Mel told me to come back, she just wants me there but also wants me to tour. I don’t know how that will work” I feel so stuck.

Liana climbed onto my lap “you ready to go home now?” I said to Liana but she ignored me and got comfy on my lap “I guess not” I said to myself, Maleah ran over and sat next to me “pony!!” Liana shouted pointing at the TV “this is stupid” Mylen complained “I have an idea” Mijo said out of nowhere, he walked over to me. He crouched down at the side of me on the couch “have your mom move in, don’t get me wrong. Just hear me out, don’t tell her what happened. Just tell Joyce to stay with Robyn, she needs help with Liana. Tell her to come tomorrow, settle her down. If Robyn wants she can tell but I think that is a good idea, talk to Robyn about it. Your mom will give her that love and help, I will help if you want” I appreciate him so much “you might be onto something, I will think about that you know” he is right, I never thought of my mom.

Walking behind Liana “back mommy!” Liana shouted knocking on the door, she is a fool “this is my home stupid” picking her up, she yelped out as I placed her over my shoulder. Kicking the door shut behind me, jogging down the steps as Liana screamed “can always hear you both when you get home” placing Liana down, looking over at Mel “missed us I see” I grinned “where is my baby momma?” I asked, Mel pointed to the kitchen “I missed my bed buddy” Mel said as Liana jumped on her, Liana and Mel have been sleeping in the bed together. Walking into the kitchen “hey beautiful” placing my hand just above her hip, Robyn turned around “you took too long, so I am making food for just Mel and I” she is just too cute “it’s cool” Robyn looked back at the eggs, pressing a kiss to her cheek “you not wearing a bra again I see” bringing my finger up and flicking her nipple with the tip of my finger, Robyn hit my chest “go away” she laughed “well not my fault, wearing tight tops with no bra. Your nipples always be at full attention” watching Robyn just shake her head to herself.

Sitting down next to Robyn on the couch “so we not using the table anymore?” both of them with their plates on their lap “oh no nigga” Mel piped up, turning my head to see Mel pointing her fork at me “I done heard that Robz has came on that table, her ass been on that and so has yours so hell to the no” busting out laughing “oh, so Robyn been telling you then. I mean Liana eats on there” I shrugged “nasty heffas” Mel waved me off “I don’t see the issue, do you see the issue?” looking at Robyn “nope” she said simply, I am wondering on when I should bring it up with her. When I should mention the mom thing, I don’t want her to think she is not capable “your phone is ringing” Mel said, quickly looking to the side of me and seeing that my record label is calling me “been dodging these calls, looks like the top boss is now calling me” this is not good.

I didn’t really want to pick up but I did, it’s different ignoring my manager but now it’s gone higher “hello” I usually act like a dick on the phone to people, but I have to be good “hi Chris, how are you?” he is being nice “cool, yourself?” this is so formal “great, just checking on if everything is ok on your side of the contract? I heard there was a setback, you have four days to get there and get set” rubbing my face “everything is good, you know when you need to be around for your family” I don’t know what else to say “understandable, we all have families. We can push the dates back but no matter what you need to do this, you signed the contract with us and the deal was a worldwide tour Chris” shaking my head lightly “I get it, I do and I said fine. I will make it just don’t worry about me, I will do the tour” I won’t push the dates back, fuck that “loss in revenue will come out of your pocket” biting my bottom lip but I can’t help myself “I said ok did I not? Trust me on this, y’all need me because the artists y’all have on your record label are a pile of shit bro. Nobody want them, next time you talk to me like I need y’all I will wipe that contract with my ass, if I see fit I will fly out if not I will cancel but it will be on my terms” disconnecting the call, fuck them niggas.

I was so close to throwing my phone but I remembered, I am in a house with women. Forcing a smile on my face seeing Liana “that doesn’t sound good” Mel said, getting up from the couch “they want their money out of me don’t they” noticing that Robyn has barely touched her food, this is not what I want to see “you have no choice, you’re coming with me” I demanded this time “me?” Robyn pointed to herself “yes you, you can’t stay here and be like this” Robyn shook her head “I don’t want to come with you” she is saying that while looking sad as hell “ok but then why are you upset about it?” I questioned her “because my mom-” cutting Robyn off before she said anymore “I don’t care about your mom, you really think I would waste my time being stood here with you if I was going to go out there and cheat on you? Come on Robyn, give me a break. I have a reputation I get it, I lost a lot during that time. You’re coming anyways” Robyn placed her plate to the side of her “I refuse, I don’t want too” now she is annoying me “you choose, either you come with me or my mom moves in with you. I don’t want to hear it” her eyes widened, I need some air.

Staring down at my pool from the balcony. I am slowly losing my shit, just because I have them just driving me crazy “can I join you?” hearing Mel say behind me “yep” blowing the smoke from my lips “well I was going too anyways” I thought she would have “sharing the blunt?” side eyeing Mel “you forreal? Come out here to take my blunt?” she chuckled, holding the blunt out for her to take “you good now? Got little heated there, demanding things” moving back from the balcony “things getting on top of me” not much to say because it is “I get you but why did you mention about your mom?” clearing my throat “because I feel like Robyn just needs someone there, she has you but I don’t know. Someone just there to look after her, something I would do. My mom would do the same, she don’t need to know what happened. Robyn sometimes doesn’t listen” Mel chuckled “she doesn’t, she ignores me at times. I guess it is up to her, sounds good though” Mel thinks it’s a good idea, I hope Robyn accepts.

I need to not be so annoyed or get annoyed so easily, I just think I am getting it at all ends “you finished with that?” pointing at the plate she barely touched “yeah” Robyn mumbled “can I talk you then? The bedroom” staring at the side of Robyn’ face, she silently got up from the couch. I rather speak to Robyn in private without anyone interrupting us, walking behind Robyn up the stairs “niggas be calling me at all the wrong times” staring at Lo calling me, I don’t need to speak to him. I put my phone on silent so I don’t need to hear this shit going off “popular man, shame I am holding you back” rolling my eyes behind Robyn, she is so damn dramatic about shit “ok, sure” I have to just let her say it, she feels that for no reason.

Closing the bedroom door behind me “I am sorry for getting annoyed with you, them motherfuckers annoy my life but I do not mean it” she didn’t say anything but sit down on the bed “how are you feeling anyways, my priority is you. I would do anything for you, to think that you even allow your mom to cloud your thoughts about me does upset me. I get it, I get what I did and what I have done and trust me I am suffering, and right now I am trying to make it better. I just need you to be good because if not then I am cancelling my tour, so you either come with me or my mom stays with you. She don’t know anything, she will think she is helping you with Liana and she won’t care” I know I was supposed to just ask but now I am just demanding this “where did this idea of your mom being with me come from? I don’t need babysitting Chris” Robyn said “it is not babysitting, it’s just someone to look after you on my behalf. You playing it off like you good but you’re not, you’re acting like everything is good which scares me. Don’t make me pick you up and put you on the jet with me, making food for yourself and acting like you’re eating, I watch you Robyn” I always clock the shit she do “I am not a child, I rather you just go and just leave me alone” watching Robyn storm off to the bathroom like a child.

I am not leaving it, I want her to pick now. Hearing the door unlock, the door opened slowly “I’m sorry” Robyn sobbed out crying “why you crying for?” and they say I am bipolar, she went in there all angry with me “I lost everyone and I don’t want to lose you, I just told you to go and now you will go” what am I going to do with her, shaking my head smiling “stop it, you’re being so silly now” wrapping my arms around her “it will take more then you just saying for me to go for me to actually go, I just want you to be good. You mean too much to me, I need to look after you. I want you to be mentally right, ignoring your record label is not helping. I just need you to choose, you’re not a burden because that means I get to have my wife and my daughter with me which will be a blessing” she needs to understand I would love for them to come with me.