The Good The Bad N The Ugly

Chapter 6

“What do you want Mr. Fox?” He stood up, and approached her.

“I want to make a deal here.”

“What deal? If you don’t leave my house this instant…the only deal you’ll be making is with the cops.”

“Now hold on. There’s no need for the police. We can work this out without them. Just listen to me.” He stood closely in front of her.

“What?”

“Well I was willing to give you all the money you’d like” she rolled her eyes.

“You are so pathetic. You think money can get you out of things all the time? I think not. I don’t want you’re money. What I   want is to be put out of that stupid movie.” He looked to the side.

“IS that all? That’s all you want? To be put out of the movie? So if I take you out of the script…you wouldn’t sue me?”

“That’s correct. And if you decide not to…I will sue you for every dime…in your pocket.” He sighed.

“Okay. You got a deal. I will take you out of the script.” He headed to the door.

“Wait a minute. Something’s not right. You put me off of the hook too easy. What are you hiding?”

“Oh nothing. Nothing at all. Have yourself a nice night Ms. Liu.” He exited the house. She sighed, and entered the kitchen.

“Oh I’m so thirsty.” she opened the refrigerator door, and came across an object that was not there before. “Oh my God. No way. No FUCKING WAY!”

~~**~~**~~

“Well I guess it’s the end of ‘Dream’. I’ll see you kids in court.” He walked out of the house.

“Oh shit. What are we going to do?” Diana paced back and forth in the living room.

“There’s nothing left to do. We just get sued. At least we’ll have our normal life back. I kinda missed that any way.” Melissa stated.

“Well I don’t. We’re going to be ordinary again. Aren’t you going to miss the money, and the fame?” Diana asked.

“Yeah. Of coarse I am. But we can always find another way to make money. Maybe we can sign to another record label. Or become actresses or models. There’s a lot of things out there for teens such as ourselves.”

“Melissa’s right. It’s not the end of the world.” Ashley added.

“WE just got used, by one of the most popular producers. But we all learned from our mistakes. I know I do.” Melissa smiled. “Don’t worry about it D. everything’s going to be good in the end.”

“I guess you’re right. Well let’s go see what Holly’s up to.” 

~~**~~**~~

“It’s sooo boring. I wish Justin was here.” Veronica complained.

“Yeah. So you could go in the bedroom?” Veronica smiled.

“Shut up, Jen.” Justin walked in the living room. They all looked up to stare at him.

“I guess wishes do come true.” Mandy stated. Veronica stood up and embraced Justin in a hug.

“Veronica. I think we need to talk.” He held a serious look. Her smile faded.

“Okay. Let’s go in the room.” She followed him in the bedroom, and closed the door behind her. “So…what do you want to talk about?” she watched him slip off his shirt to show his white wife beater.

“Well…I don’t know how to say this. Um…do you have any clue why your friends always croone over me?” she looked puzzled.

“Huh? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t. It’s just…I got this feeling about it when Joey and the guys mentioned it. I know you wouldn’t tell your friends our business what we do inside the bedroom.” She held her head down, and attempted to speak, but nothing wouldn’t come out. “What’s wrong?”

“Well…” she stared at her trembling fingers. “Um…Justin…I need to confess something’s.” She sat beside him, and stared deeply in his eyes. He looked so handsome, and sweet. And she didn’t want to tell him, and maybe ruin what good thing they shared.

“What’s wrong, baby? You’re shaking.” He moved closer to her, and wrapped his arm around her.

“Well…I’ve been very dishonest with you. You see…Joey and the guys were right.” He looked confused.

“What do you mean they were right? Right about what?”

“The business that we do inside our bedroom. I have…been telling the girls what we’ve been doing…inside the bedroom.”

~~**~~**~~

Beyonce, Kelly, and Michelle breathed heavily as they approached Kim, and Pink. “Boy I’m tired. I gotta get something to drink.”

“Oh here. I got you something.” Beyonce stared at the substance.

“NO…I can’t drink any wine. I’ll just go grab me a cup of water.”

“NO…I’ll do it.” Pink stood up. “Just sit down, and relax.”

“Okay. Thanks.” Beyonce sat down.

“Do you guys want anything to drink?”

“Just get me some water.”

“Me too.” Michelle added.

“Okay. Be right back.” They watched Pink disappear in the crowd.

“You guys were dancing ya’ll buts off. Don’t you get tired of dancing sometimes?” Kim asked

“Not really. It’s what I’ve grown up doing. So I’m just…kinda use to it.” Beyonce answered.

“But it is a great work out.” Kelly spoke up. “Look how good of a shape we’re in. Dancing could keep you in good shape.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Here you go.” Pink handed Beyonce and the girls their cups of water. Kim gave Pink the eye. And she returned one. “Nice and cold.”

“Thanks girl.” Pink, and Kim watched closely as Beyonce, Kelly, and Michelle all gulped down the water. Pink grinned evilly.

“That shall take care of them.” She whispered in Kim’s ear.

~~**~~**~~

Naturi, and Adrienne watched as their best-friend got brutally beatened with a switch cord. Naturi cried silently. “AHHHH!” Kiely yelled, and screamed.

“Ms. Howard. I think you’ve done enough. We won’t disobey you again.” Naturi spoke up. “She’s bleeding on her back. Please don’t hit her anymore. I can’t stand to see my friend punished like this.” Ms. Howard slowly turned around, and walked up to Naturi, and Adrienne. They backed away, until they were pushed against the wall.

“And why should you care so much? I bet you were the one who caused her to get this.”

“No she wasn’t. We all were.” Adrienne spoke up. “And you shouldn’t torture her like this. You could be put in jail.”

“You spoiled brat. I should punish the both of you.”

“Oh no Miss. You can’t touch me. I swear if you lay a hand on me…you will be punished.”

“Oh don’t worry. I won’t lay a hand on you.” She suddenly felt something hit her arm.

“OWWWWWW! I TOLD YOU DON’T LAY A HAND ON ME!” Adrienne yelled.

“I didn’t lay a hand on you. I hit you with this switch. And you’re gonna get it just like this tramped did.” She pointed to Kiely.

“You’re not going to touch her.” Ms. Howard turned around to see Kiely holding a gun in her hand.

“Where did you get that from?”

“Oh you should know. You’re the one with the weapons.”

“Kiely. Put the gun down. She’s not worth it. Trust me.” Naturi slowly approached her. “Just…give me the gun. Okay, sweetie.”

“No. I’m going to show her a lesson. Not to fucking lay a hand on me again.”

“Watch your language.”

“NO MA. I WILL NOT LISTEN TO YOU. YOU’VE HURT ME, AND ABUSED ME FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER, AND I WILL NOT TOLERATE THAT ANYMORE!” Adrienne stared in shock.

“Kiely. Let’s just leave and go to the cops. We can tell them everything okay. Just…give me the gun. Please. You don’t want to do this. If you pull that trigger…you will suffer more than your mother will.” Naturi tried to talk her out of it. Kiely slowly held the gun down. “Come on. Give me the gun.” Naturi slowly grabbed the gun out of her hand. “That’ll good girl.” She embraced her in a hug.

“I’m just so tired of it. The abusing, and controlling everything I do.”

“I know you are.” Naturi looked up and stared at Ms. Howard.

“WE are going to report this to the cops.” Naturi referred to the whelps on Kiely’s back. “And when they arrest you…don’t expect to see any of us again. We will leave your management, and hire a new manager.” She looked down at Kiely. “Come on. Let’s go to the police.”

Chapter 7

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