Please excuse ANY grammatical errors.

February 15, 1992

~Tia's P.O.V~

As soon as Dalvin entered the room I saw the look on DeVanté's face and knew what was about to go down. DeVanté sat his spoon down roughly, causing it to clash against the glass plate. He stood up quickly, which caused his chair to fall back onto the floor.

"Nigga, how you gon' bring some random bitch in this house. We both agreed on that shit. You know what the fuck could happen to OUR fucking privacy!? You KNOW how I am about that shit!" DeVanté said stepping up on Dalvin, then putting his finger in Dalvin's chest.

"Who Jada? Jada ain't no hoe, everybody know who she is." Dalvin frowned.

"Frankly, Dalvin, I don't give a damn. Whatever she is, her ass ain't supposed to be in this bitch! You know how I am about MY privacy! How you gon' cry amd shit, saying you love Tionne, then do this shit? Huh?"

"I do love that girl, man. I mean it's Valentine's Day and she ain't here. What the hell else am I supposed to do!?" Dalvin exclaimed loudly.

"Whatever man, that shit ain't none of my business. But what is my business, is hoes coming in and out this bitch. People sell shit like this to the media, you ain't even with her and she was over here." DeVanté stated.

"Tia's, here and she ain't nowhere near ready to be with you!" Dalvin yelled out. What he said was completely true. However, why does my name always seem to be brought up in these folks arguments!? 😑

DeVanté pushed Dalvin into the wall, "Fuck outta here!" My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

"DeVanté!" I yelled out trying to stop them.

I mean I would stop it but I'm a woman, and the person who wants peace is usually the one who accidentally gets hit. They both began pushing each other it went back and forth for about four minutes. Then Devante put Dalvin in a headlock.

"Say uncle!" DeVanté said to Dalvin. Now, that was a HILARIOUS moment.

"Uncle!" Dalvin yelled trying to get out of DeVanté's headlock.

"Say uncle!" DeVanté yelled out to Dalvin.

"UNCLE!" Dalvin yelled, and DeVanté finally let go. When he let go he laughed at Dalvin.

Dalvin slapped DeVanté at the back of his neck. "Stupid ass bitch." Dalvin mumbled.

DeVanté laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Don't do that shit again." DeVanté warned. All of a sudden they both bursted out in laughter. Laugher is contagious so I joined in.

"What y'all over here eating?" Dalvin asked me walking to the table.

"Food, nigga!" DeVanté said walking from behind him, lifted his chair from the floor and sat back down.

I shook my head laughing. "We're eating Mediterranean food." I answered Dalvin.

"Thank you, Tia. I sure wasn't talking to this E.T phone home ass nigga right here." Dalvin motioned with his head. "What the hell is Med eat a rainin' food though?" Dalvin rose his eyebrows, confused.

DeVanté laughed at Dalvin's pronunciation. "Dumb ass motherfucker, it Mediterranean food. You ate it before!"

"I don't remember everything I ate." Dalvin said reaching down attempting to grab some food.

"Nah, NO HELL NAHH! Go wash them nasty ass hands!" DeVanté frowned. Glad he said something because I was definitely about to.

"Damn, my bad." Dalvin said walking into the kitchen.

"Them arms too!" DeVanté yelled out to him, then looked at me.

"His arms?" I questioned.

"Yeah, who knows what the fuck this nigga be doing." DeVanté shrugged.

"But-- nevermind." I bit my lip holding in my laugh.

Dalvin walked back into the room still drying his arms and hands. "You happy?" He said throwing the paper towel on the table.

"I am!" I spoke up.

"Fa sho." DeVanté spoke, motioning with his left hand that Dalvin can now get some food.

Dalvin grabbed puff pastry that DeVanté ordered full of cow meat, and bit into it. "Mmm, what's this?"

"Its a beef puff pastry." DeVanté replied. "Shit bomb, right?"

"Hell yeah, this shit bomb as hell." Dalvin said back.

"Taste this one," I suggested.

"What is is?"

"Lemon bars, it's a dessert." I sadi to Dalvin.

Dalvin grabbed one and bit into it. "Mmm, this shit bomb!"

"I know right!" I agreed.

"Hand me one of those, I wanna taste it!" DeVanté said grabbing the one I bit off, and bit into it.

"Nigga, how you gon' take her food?" Dalvin said to DeVanté.

"My bad, Tia. Here."

"I don't want that no more! You put your mouth on in and touched it after touching on Dalvin after he did GOD knows what!" I pouted folding my arms across my chest.

"I took up for you, and this is what I get?" Dalvin asked me. "De you should know to never touch a black woman's food, or a black person's food in general without asking." Dal pointed, looking like a sitcom dad. They both tend to do that.

"Ye dang skippy!" I added on still upset.

"I did ask! This shit good though, it's sweet." DeVanté said changing the subject. Yeah, he asked and just grabbed it.

"Duhhh, it IS a dessert!" Dal stated the obvious.

"You know what they say Tia, they say you are what you eat." DeVanté said leaning back in his chair.

"Yeah, and I hope you fall back in that chair."

"Yo! Y'all funny, and De you nasty as hell for saying that!" Dalvin said laughing at us both.

"Well, I'm about to get ready for bed it's two o'clock in the morning." I said to them both.

"You barely ate your food, you took one bite out of everything on your plate!" DeVanté said.

"I know, that's because it's late... or early, whatever. But, yeah it's too one of those words to be eating a lot." I told them.

"What you finna do with all yo food then?" DeVanté asked.

"Eat it later! Duhhh, smart one." I was quite amused, while picking up my plate.

"You better hope JoJo doesn't get to it! He's coming later, we got a performance later, and JoJo and K-Ci are both meeting us here." DeVanté laughed.

"Aye, Tia let me have this other puff pastry? You know I get my share before JoJo." Dal asked me.

"Sure, go right ahead." I shrugged, as he grabbed it.

"Thanks, 'preciate it! What's in it?" Dalvin said grabbing it, I then made my way to the kitchen, to put my food into the fridge.

"Chicken. Goodnight y'all!" I yelled out walking to the room I sleep.

"G'night." DeVanté replied back to me.

"Night." Dal responded.

I went inside my room and did a few exercises like usual. I'm pretty sure they have a gyms somewhere near, but as of right now I'm good with doing these exercises that I don't need any equipment for. That's how I lost all my weight the first time. Later on today is when I check my weight, and I hope I made it to goal weight for my birthday. After exercising I did all my hygiene stuff and went to bed.

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

After eating I took my ass to bed, we have a performance later on that we practiced a few times on. We were supposed to do it on Valentine's Day but something happened at the place we were supposed to be at. We always leave early because we want our concerts to be perfect.

I woke up later on, showered and got dress. Upon entering the living room, I saw JoJo and K-Ci. Sure enough K-Ci was smashing on something from my fridge, and it was most likely Tia's food.

"JoJo you ALWAYS eating our shit. Do you ever eat at home?" I asked.

"Hell yeah this nigga eat everything, it's like a race between us. He tries to get to it before me." K-Ci said to me.

"And? But the food tastes different when it ain't yours." JoJo shrugged.

"I'm ready to go." Dalvin said coming into the living room.

"Hold on, I'll be right back." I said to them.

I knocked on Tia's door, waiting for her to answer, but to no avail. So, I opened the door and saw her asleep. The covers were thrown off her body and all I saw was cheeks. She had on some underwear, and a spaghetti strap shirt.

"Tia?" I shook her awake, while shaking her I noticed her ass jiggle. It must be jelly because jam don't shake like that. She must've been tired because usually as soon as the door opens she wakes up and respond.

"What is it?" She said irritated and groggily with one crusty eye open.

"We finna go, when you leave just make sure you lock up the house. A'ight?"

"I will," she waved me off closing her crust filled eye.

"I know it's morning but damn!" I laughed, "Just make sure you lock up when you leave later on." I said leaving, but not before taking one last good look.

"A'ight, lets bounce." I said to Dal, JoJo, and K-Ci.

We all decided to ride together in Dalvin's car, we were going to the same place. JoJo was funking up the whole car with his farting. It smelled of thirty year old rotten eggs in this bitch.

"C'mon now JoJo! That shit is nasty as fuck!" K-Ci yelled out cracking the back window, since it was still winter time.

"Right! Nasty ass bitch. Yo ass need to check yo draws after that shit, and hope it ain't shit!" I said cracking my window waving the air in front of me.

"My stomach hurting, it's gon' have to cone out one way or another." JoJo reasoned.

I just shook my head, moving my nose towards the crack od the window. We made it to the stadium, and the paparazzi was all over, hounding us. There were also some fans outside waiting for our arrival. Our fans loyal as fuck, they waiting outside in the freezing cold. After making it inside, we did some warm-ups.

Dalvin straight faced K-Ci. "Don't do allat..." K-Ci was doing a lot with his runs.

"Right, yo ass doing way too many runs." JoJo agreed.

"Making his ass sound scared," I laughed out. "But really, stop that." I said with my gace matching Dalvin's bland, quickly getting back serious.

"Look man, we already did minimum practice, get it together man. Don't overdo it, I ain't tryna look like no fool out there." JoJo stated to K-Ci in a serious tone.

"I ain't!" K-Ci loudly exasperated.

"This is our first time performing this song live, and if we do it wrong it's ain't gon' be a big hit." I explained to them.

"Alright!" Dalvin, JoJo, and K-Ci said in unison.

"We get it man!" Dalvin added on.

"Y'all got it, so let's get to getting it."

"My stomach hurting like a bitch right now. Must have ate something that didn't agree with my stomach." JoJo said holding his stomach.

"What didn't you eat!?" K-Ci said.

"Shut up!" Jojo replied back to K-Ci, still holding his stomach.

"Y'all stop bullshitting! C'mon now." I interrupted.

We practiced for a good thirty-five to forty minutes more, before it was time for them to start on our make-up. We showed up in what we would wear on stage, so there was no need for wardrobe change.

I was really hyped, I love performing, but not all the publicity that comes along with it. My privacy is very important to me, and it's hard to be private these days. I do like that I'm able to show my work off to the world, and of course the women that come with the territory. I was pulling women before the fame, but now it's women throwing themselves at me left to right. Sometimes THAT could be overwhelming for me, but Dalvin and K-Ci enjoy the women most, especially Dal. Dalvin was ALWAYS the ladies man.

I could hear our fans screaming out for us. The curtains were drawn which revealed the large crowd of people. We walked forward as the beat to 'Stay' came on.

I spoke into the mic in a sensual tone. "Don't talk, just listen. First of all, I have to be honest with you. Baby, I lied when I told you I never wanted to see you again. Can you-"

🎵Please stay, babe, hey, ay🎵 K-Ci sang, and the other two joined in at the ending of that line.

"Just for tonight? And maybe we can do something like make love, watch the sunrise or listen to JoJo, K-Ci sing us a verse. Slide, close, baby
Ha, let DeVante feel you. Oh, you feel so sexy and so good." I moaned out.

🎵I'm sorry I left you, I left you crying
Since you've been gone, I've been all alone
'Cause all of my tears, you know they left me drowning
Please, baby I'm begging for you to stay at home🎵 JoJo sang out into the mic.

We were now on the last song, which was a surprise to the crowd. This song is going on our next album. Well, depending on how much our fans like it.

"Alright, this was supposed to be the last song, but this next song-," I took a deep breath, wiping the sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand, as the crowd got even louder. "This next song may get you all hot, bothered. So all you ladies go and get your towels ready." I spoke deeply into the microphone, walking across the stage. The women went crazy after those words came out my mouth.

"Lay back, baby. We're about to take you to L.A. Enjoy the ride, baby." I said making my way back to my previous spot on stage, next to JoJo.

"Shit going out to Compton, Long Beach, South Central.Watts in the house! A little West Coast flavor for all y'all L.A. lovers out there You know what I'm sayin'? And y'all need to just shut the fuck up and let me do this, alright?" K-Ci said into the mic.

I don't know where this came from because we've only been to California twice, and he didn't even want to step foot in some of those cities, because he was so scared from everything heard on the news. We evwntually went though and it was chill.

🎵Let's be alone
I wanna hear you moan
Let's be alone
So we can get it on
Let's be alone
I wanna hear you moan
Let's be alone🎵

Just as I was about to get down on the stage floor to grind, JoJo farted again. That caused me to raise up quick. His ass stunk bad, smelled like straight up shit. Dal looked at me oddly when he saw me raise up, then made a face, scrunching up his nose. I'm assuming he smelled JoJo's stankin' ass. K-Ci turned toward us for a moment making his way back our way. When he made it his face scrunched up at the smell. That smell made him hit a note a little too hard. K-Ci quickly turned back around and walked back to the other side of the stage.

"Come and see me, baby. I'll be that nigga on the side. As long as you let me keep taking you for the long ride. Yeah, my crew think i'm a sucker for playin' second, but check it They don't know the one that's doin' the real punani wrecking, and she said "That's the way the love go."
No, no, I don't think so. Give me a car, a crib, plus a little dough. 'Cause she wouldn't notice me if I didn't roll with Jodeci. Beep, beep, there goes my pager. Now she wantin' to come on home with me." Dalvin rapped out his part.

🎵I wanna hear you moan
Let's be alone🎵

The music faded out and we said a little something, thanking our fans for coming. JoJo stayed quiet making a 'hurry the fuck up' face at us. For making us suffer Dalvin and I said a little more to make his ass suffer. There were a variety of underwear all over the stage. Sometimes they'd hit us, and that shit made me mad.

"Y'all have a good night, and thank y'all again for supporting us." Dalvin said to the crowd.

We finally left off stage and JoJo ran to the bathroom holding his ass. K-Ci, Dalvin, and I laughed our asses off at that. The concert lasted for four hours and then some, because we actually talk and interacted with our fans.

Now it was time to meet the fans with backstage passes. There were some fine honeys here too, but Tia was a dime and five quarters. The fans asked us about JoJo.

"JoJo is in a shitty situation at the moment." Dalvin answered laughing with K-Ci and me. I shook my head at his pun.

"Yeah..." I trailed off.

The last few people with backstage passes finally left and we were able to go inside our dressing room. We all shared one, at least this one was big. When we entered JoJo was coming out the bathroom spraying behind him, then closed the door.

"Stanky booty ass boy." K-Ci laughed, then continued. "You missed out bro. You missed out on all the hoes bruh. They was asking for you too."

"Damn, but my stomach was hurting during the show. I was clenching my ass halfway through. Y'all ugly asses wanted to keep talking, while I suffered." JoJo grumpily said to the three of us.

"Hey, it wasn't me. I was ready to meet the hoes." K-Ci shrugged.

"You damn right! You made us suffer. Yo ass was by me smelling like somebody stuffed a dozen eggs in yo ass." I replied disgusted. "That smell will stick with me forever."

"That shit was funny as hell though. De was almost near the floor and rose up quickly after he farted too. You smelled that shit the moat since you was closest to his ass. I feel bad big bro." Dal said patting my shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Let's roll, I'm ready to go home." I said.

K-Ci looked at me like I was crazy. "Yo ass don't want to celebrate? I got some hoochies on standby waiting, a hotel room, bottles of liquor, and some of that sticky icky."

"Nah, I'm good this time. I ain't get much sleep, so I'm tired." I replied.

"I wanna celebrate." Dalvin said.

"Yeah, well you dropping me off before y'all do whatever it is y'all 'bout to do." I told Dalvin seriously. That's why I should have drove here on my own.

"A'ight, man." Dal said to me. "C'mon."

We all got in Dalvins car and made our way back home. It was a long drive to the venue and back. It was now five in the evening. I entered the crib and went straight into Tia's room and she was still gone. Then I went into my room, showered and took my ass to bed, I was too tired. I'd usually be pumped with a lot of adrenaline after a show, but I ain't get to bed until the morning.

Authors Note: Please forgive me if this chapter was all over the place. My mind is the same way right now. 💙💜💛💚❤

Word Count: 3,325

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