Anonymous asked: Lawd, I almost forgot about michael's ass. Joelle's mom is soo pressed! She needs to get over the fact that Chris don't want her lame ass daughter. I have a feeling she about to fuck shit up >.<
Joelle’s mom ain’t having it! She wants Chris to be there for Joelle, minus karrueche. Lol. Their argument only gets funnier, though.
Anonymous asked: woah hold the fuck up i cant memba who michael is ?
Kae’s ex-boyfriend. He sends her threats, and now he’s raped Joelle.
Anonymous asked: Awwww I feel bad for joelle but this probably going to make her and Chris closer.MICHAEL!!!!! I hope kae goes straight to Chris and Chris beats his ASS!!!!!!
we’ll see. ;)
Anonymous asked: OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡!!!!
I told y’all shit was about to get real, lol. And it only gets better.
Chapter 59 (Part Two)
KAE:
I called the police, not knowing who was in trouble or what was going on. I couldn’t stay here without trying to go help Chris, so I threw on a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie.
Grabbing my phone and keys, I locked the door, running to my car to get in. The only thing I heard Chris say was “Calm down Joe.” Nervously, I figured it was Mijo who was in trouble because Chris calls him that too.
I picked up my phone, calling Seiko to see if she knew anything.
“Hello, Seiko.” I yelled in the phone.
“What? Why are you yelling? Do you know what time it is?”
“It’s four a.m, yes I know. But is Mijo okay?”
“Yeah, he’s laying on the floor right now with Mylen.”
“Wait, what?” I yelled again. If it wasn’t Mijo in trouble, then who the hell was Chris freaking out about?
“Mijo is here and he’s fine.”
“What the fuck is going on then?”
“What’s wrong, Kae?”
“I’m confused.”
“About what?”
“Me and Chris got into a big argument earlier, we made up. Then he left in the middle of sex to go help someone named ‘Joe’ and told me to call the police to have them go to the studio.”
“Did you call them?”
“Yeah, he told me to do it. And I couldn’t stay in the house, so I’m in the parking lot of the studio now.”
“Well go in, and let me know what happens.”
I hung up the phone, putting my car into park, then ran to the back door of the studio.
I walked in slowly, I noticed blood, broken equipment, then I spotted Chris holding a familiar face in his arms.
“What’s going on, Chris?”
His face was blank, but you could tell he was angry. He couldn’t hide his expressions well at all.
“Joelle got raped here.”
I walked closer to them, and saw the bruises on her arms and face. Her shirt was torn and she didn’t have any pants on.
“Do you know who it was?”
“I’ve never seen that guy before in my life.” she managed to say while crying.
“I need to take her to the hospital, and call her parents.”
“You?”
“Yeah, me. Is that a problem?”
“Well, wouldn’t it be better if the police take her. There’s an ambulance right outside, Chris.”
“Can you stop making every fucking thing about you?”
“How am I making everything about me? It’s smarter for them to bring her because she’d get there faster, calm down.”
“Whatever.”
The way Chris showed her so much attention was very odd. Not that I was jealous or anything, but I don’t get a good vibe from their friendship. Or that there was more to it, than I thought.
A lady from outside escorted Joelle to the truck; while two police officers walked over to me and Chris, and started asking us questions.
“Names please.”
“I’m Karrueche Tran.”
“Chris.”
“You have a last name, Chris?”
“Brown.” he said smartly.
“Chill.” I said, hitting his arm. The one thing you don’t want to do is get an attitude with a cop, especially when you’re on probation.
“How are you two involved with Joelle?”
“I’m her boss.”
“I’m his girlfriend. I don’t know her like that, but she came to my birthday party earlier.”
“What time did your party end?”
“Well, we were at Disneyland, and we all left around 3 o’clock. She didn’t come to dinner with us afterwards.”
He started writing what I said down, and his partner started questioning Chris.
“So Chris, since you’re her boss did she mention anything to you about coming here?”
“No.”
“Did she tell you anything before you two left to go to dinner?”
“I don’t remember for sure, but I knew we talked about going to the studio tomorrow.”
“Hmm..”
“What are you thinking?” I said.
“Well, since you two are the last two she was seen with that we know of, we have to keep asking you more questions.”
“Can I go to the hospital please? I already told her parents I’d meet them there, and we can finish questioning there.”
“Alright.”
Chris stormed out of the studio, rushing straight to his car. I ran behind to catch up to him.
“Chris, wait!” I yelled.
“What?”
“Why are you leaving so fast? We can go together.”
“This doesn’t involve you, Karrueche!”
“It doesn’t involve you either, but you’re still going. Let me drive, because your nerves are too bad to do it.”
“Sorry for yelling at you.” He gave me the keys, kissed me, and rubbed my stomach. I forgot about staying stress-free, but I knew that was going to happen regardless.
“It’s okay, you’re just worried about her. I understand.”
We both got in the car, and began to follow the two police officers to the hospital. The entire car ride was silent; Chris just stared out the window, looking at his phone every once in a while. He dozed off as soon as we got to the hospital.
“Babe, we’re here.” I said, tapping his shoulder lightly.
The sun was coming up, and I haven’t even slept yet; but I had to be there for Chris, who had to be there for Joelle.
We walked into the hospital, paparazzi free, and saw her family in the waiting room.
“Hey, Jamie.” Chris said as he greeted her with a hug. “Hey Mr. James, John, Jake.” I never knew he met her entire family before.
“Do you know what happened?”
“No more than what she told me. I wasn’t at that studio with her.”
“Where were you then?”
“With Karrueche.” He finally acknowledged me, and her mom gave me a strange look.
“Hi.” I said in a low voice. This wasn’t really my business, and Joelle’s mom made sure of that.
“Hello.” she said, rudely. Then turned back to Chris.
It was bad enough I was having stomach pains that I tried my best to hide; and now I had to deal with Joelle’s mother from hell.
The doctor, I assumed Joelle’s doctor came over to us to tell us something.
“Are you the family of Joelle James?”
“Yes, doctor. Is she okay? Can we go see her?” her mom said, asking too many questions at one time.
“She’s a little shaken up, but she’s okay. A few bruises that’ll be gone in a couple days. Everyone can go see her, but remember only three people at a time.”
“Thank you so much, sir.”
“Did you want to go see her first, Chris?”
Chris nodded his head and grabbed my hand to walk into the room. Her mom followed behind, of course.
“Hey.” Chris said as we walked in. She was sitting on the bed in a hospital gown, just swinging her legs back and forth.
The police officer joined us, as her mother gave me a side-eye, and left the room.
“Ms. James, can you describe the person who attacked you?”
“He wasn’t really tall, he had a normal haircut like Chris’. And he looked Hispanic, but I could be wrong about his race. He had a tattoo of lips on his neck too.”
I used her description of her attacker, and visualized it. With all the pieces coming together, I let go of Chris’ hand and ran out of the hospital.
My phone was in Chris’ pocket, so I had to use the nearest pay-phone.
“Who the fuck is this?”
“It’s Kae, Seiko. Don’t hang up.”
“It’s 5:30 in the morning, Karrueche. What the fuck. And why are you calling me blocked?”
“Because Chris has my phone. Listen, you remember when I called you earlier and told you someone was in trouble at the studio.”
“Yeah, what happened with that?”
“The white girl from Disneyland got raped there.”
“Oh shit. So what’s happening now?”
“Me and Chris are at the hospital with her family. She’s okay, but I’m not!”
“Why are you freaking out?” You didn’t get raped.”
“Michael raped her, Seiko!”
Anonymous asked: How much longer cant wait wont to know what going to happen!!!!
give me like, 2 seconds to copy & paste. Lol.
