[zcires]

    ZAIRE’s eyebrow cocked as the female brought up his father, causing him to clear his throat before he ran his tongue over his bottom lip slowly. For her to even insinuate that he was going to end up like his parents — got under his skin more than he expected. His nostrils flared as he forced a smile then he let out a low chuckle. “I’m not gon’ end up like my pops, aight? I can fuckin’ control myself. I had a weak moment, just one.” He sneered as he stared the girl in her eyes. One thing that pissed ZAIRE off more than anything was people thinking they knew about him and his strength when it came to his problem. “I don’t need rehab, I don’t need help, I need people to stay the fuck outta my business!” The male didn’t even release his voice had risen until he felt eyes on him. Clenching his jaw tightly, he looks down at the jewelry that was on his fingers. “When I say I’m okay.... I’m okay. I know you wanna help me and all but some shit I gotta’ deal wit’ on my own.” ZAIRE felt terrible for raising his voice at her and being harsh, but the male had a history of having a terrible temper and once something rubbed him the wrong way — there was nothing that could stop his tongue. He remained silent as his best friend went over this situation that happened at the hospital, letting out a chuckle before he tilted his head back and let out a laugh. “Y’all women be sum’ else, man. Sum’ else.” He had most definitely heard AYLA’s side of the story and BRYLEIGH’s lined up except for one minor detail. “I ain’t takin’ sides. Just next time, don’t call what me and her got little. And definitely don’t question her love for me. But reluctantly, she forgot to leave out that little remark she made about our friendship, huh..” He mumbled to himself before he brought his hand up to his neck, rubbing it as he looked at the table. “Quit apologizin’.” He stated before his words got cut off completely by a guard warning the visitors that they only have 5 minutes left. Sucking his teeth, he looked at BRYLEIGH and sighed. “I’ma be back Thursday, aight?” The male got up from the table and watched a guard come up to the table to escort her out of the room. The visual of her leaving was painful to watch but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. The male took his time leaving due to the fact that he didn’t want to leave her in a cold jail cell by herself but he knew that ultimately, she’d be coming home soon.

[brylcigh]

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[zcires]

    Seeing her like this was getting to him more than he thought, he felt helpless and that was making him feel worse. “I know it’s not you, Leigh. But beatin’ yoself up ain’t gon’ do shit. It’s been done, what the fuck else can you do?” He asked before he cleared his throat, letting his fingertips rest against the table as he spoke again. “Look, you’ve overcame a lot of shit in yo’ life. This is just another thing you gotta overcome. And I know yo’ ass can do it. You one of the strongest women I know. And I got you every step of the way while you go through this. I’m not leavin’ yo’ side, aight?” ZAIRE tried to reassure her that whatever she went through, he was going to help her through. It was something that they promised their parents, that they’d always look after each other and although he failed before, he wasn’t going to fail again. After asking his question, look of irritation washed over the males face as he let her question register in his mind. He had only seen his best friend for a few seconds before she stormed out of his hospital room with all of her belongings which wasn’t like her. She’d always been the kind to make sure he was okay before she dipped and even when she did, she’d text him moments later to double check. But after being told about the argument between her and AYLA he understood why she left. He pulled his plump bottom lip into his mouth while he let his eyes wander around the room before he mumbled. “BRYLEIGH, this shit ain’t about me. And honestly, I rather not talk about that shit because the damage control I’ma have to do to get my artists to trust me to care of myself after that is going to be hell. Let’s just focus on the fact that I’m good and I’m here.” ZAIRE didn’t mean to snap on her, especially at like this but the question of what happened was starting to agitated him. The look on his face softens up as he looked across the table at her then he tilted his head off to the side. “I heard you was there for like 5 minutes and left. What’s up wit’ that?” His eyebrow rose as he asked his question and waited for the answer to his question although he knew what happened between her and AYLA. “I forgot what I was told, but I was wonderin’ if you could tell me your side.”

[zcires]

i'm just curious papa

That’s personal information that I ain’t willin’ to share, especially not to no anon.

[zcires]

what's your middle name

Why you wanna know, nosy?

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[zcires]

      A smile spread across his face as he realized that no matter what, BRYLEIGH always tried to make the best out of the worse situations she was in. That was something he admired about her, but the smile faded away once he realized that this was the absolute worse situation she’s ever been in. He had been through his share of trials and tribulations himself, but he always expected to be the first one out of the duo to be in a situation like this. His rosy lips parted slightly as he watched her break into a series of tears, furrowing his eyebrows together in confusion. He honestly didn’t think that whatever she did wasn’t that bad or not something they couldn’t fix. “Leigh...” He tried his hardest to console her but her confession caught him off guard. Letting out a low breath of air, ZAIRE let the palm of his hand run against the side of his neck before his eyebrows furrowed together and he stared the female before him in the eyes. He couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that BRYLEIGH, the sweet girl he grew up with, would murder anyone in cold blood. But he also remembered how she wasn’t so crazy about her father. Clearing his throat, he let his hands fall down into his lap before he looked around the room for a moment as he tried to get his thoughts together. The chatter that surrounded him didn’t really give him the chance to register his thoughts much. Placing his hands on the table, he rests his head on top of it for a quick second before sitting back up, scooting closer to the table. Just as he moved, he saw the guard out of the counter of his eye move and he held his hand up, signaling that he knew and he wasn’t going to touch her. “You’re not a murderer, okay? I need you to calm down and just breathe, aight? Just breathe.” He looked at her shackled hands for a moment then he looked into her brown eyes. He knew that she didn’t deserve to be in this situation because whatever happened a few years ago, her father deserved it. “You did what the fuck you had to do, B. Don’t nobody deserve to live they life in fear like that, no one.” Memories of BRYLEIGH’s mother dropping her off at his house to stay during times when her father was going through one of his episodes ran through his mind as he sat at the table. The male wanted to do nothing but hug her and assure her that everything was alright, but he couldn’t. Pressing his lips together, he exhaled through his nose before he asked his next question. “How long did you know your warrant was out for you? Can I get you out this bitch? You don’t look like you been sleepin’.” He sighed before he brought his fingertips up to the bridge of his nose, holding his fingers there for a second. “What you need me to do?”

[zcires]

      As he sat in the seat, he looked down at his feet before the lady behind the desk called out for him. ZAIRE’s head popped up and he furrowed his eyebrows together before he got up from his seat to walk over to the reception desk. “Sign this then you can go to the visitation room and wait for her to come out.” She stated as she turned the clipboard with a list of names attached to it and a pen to it. Picking up the pen, the male picked up pen and wrote his name down along with who he was visiting before he made his way into the visitation room. As his eyes scanned the room, he forced a smile on his face before he sat down at one of the tables. It had been awhile since he’d step foot in a police station and the place honestly brought back memories he didn’t even want to remember. Although he wanted to check up on his best friend, he wanted to get out of the police station as soon as possible. The male absentmindedly tapped on the cold table as he twisted his lips off to the side, looking around the room before his eyes fell on BRYLEIGH and he rose to his feet. A look of concern washed over his face as he looked at the female in shackles in front of him. Pressing his lips together, he tried his hardest not to look upset so she wouldn’t more upset than she already was. “Whew, orange is not yo’ color, shawty.” He said with a nervous chuckle before swallowing hard as he watched the tears roll down her face. “What you mean what am I doin’ here? I came to see you and see what the fuck you in here for.” ZAIRE stated with a sigh before he sat down. He knew one of the rules when visiting was that the visitors couldn’t touch inmates so he placed his hands in his lap before he placed his attention fully on her. “What happened, Bry?” 

[zcires]

        After his incident, ZAIRE didn’t want to seen out in the open much so he decided to lay low for awhile but once he was notified that his best friend was in jail, he knew that he had to go see about @brylcigh. Pressing his lips together, he slid his hoodie off his head before he opened the door of his car to get out the car. “Here we go.” The tattooed covered male mumbled to himself before he walked up to the door of the police station then opened the door. ZAIRE avoided the stares he got as he made his way over to the reception desk. “Uh, I’m here to see Bryleigh Vargas.” He sajd to the female officer behind the reception desk. As she looks the tall male over, she sighed before she placed the pen she was using down and looked at him. “Wait a moment, please.” Nodding his head, he turned around and sits down in one of the open seat.

[zcires]

        ZAIRE eyes followed the female as she made her way over to him. He couldn’t even registered his feelings for her at the moment before she came over to him and he exhaled through his mouth. The last few days between him and AYLA had been nothing but back to back pointless arguments and honestly, he was drained. “Didn’t you say I was weak? Why you here?” He snapped as he moved his head away from her, looking down at the water bottle then her face again. The male genuinely didn’t understand how she could just act as if nothing happened between them before this incident. “What the fuck are you here for?” He gritted out his teeth as he looked in her direction with pure frustration and anger in his eyes. “You can leave too, I’m good. All I need is my phone so I can message Kieran or Xae.” 

[zcires]

        Shifting in his sleep, ZAIRE found himself trying to reach up and rubbed his eyes but he realized that he’s restricted from moving his arm too far upward. The male didn’t know where he was or how he even got there, but to see two of the most important women in his life get into what it seemed like to be an argument in front of him only made things worse. “What the fuck?” He furrowed his eyebrows as he spots the IV’s that are in his arms then he looks at the two girls that we’re inches away from each other. Exhaling through his nostril, his mind went back to the last few hours he remembered before he performed, causing him to immediately grow irritated and slightly angry. “Can y’all both pipe the fuck down...” He said before he turns over on his side then he slowly pushed himself up on the bed. “I’m alright.” His words carried off before he felt himself getting nauseous then he placed his head back against the pillow. 

[zcires]

        As the male lays on the stretcher, his body jerks as the EMT’s try to hold his body down. “Okay, okay!” The female EMT places his head against the soft pillow before she looked down at his face to see foam bubbling up at his lips and his eyes rolling into the back of his head. She makes a circle motion with her hand to insinuate that they need to hurry up and get him to a hospital then she turns him over on his side before she sees the brunette female beside the stretcher. Her eyebrow raises as the larger EMT tries to remove her from the side of him, the girls reaction surprising her. She could tell that the female had a deep connection to the male so she presses her hand against the other EMT’s arm. “Let her come.” She mumbles as the lift the male onto the back of truck then they close the doors behind them. The woman sits down across from Ayla then she watches the medics put an oxygen mask on him before she turns her attention back to her. “You have any idea what caused this, ma’am?”

[zcires]

Ⅰ. ◈BALI SET. / JULY 21st.

        As ZAIRE adjusts his ear piece, he listens to the crowd roar for his appearance on stage. Inhaling deeply, he closes his eyes for a brief second to get over the feeling of his heart pounding viciously and the male reaches over to grab the rail as he waits for his cue. Once he hears it, he opens his eyes and springs onto the stage. “I’ma bad man, but I’ma sucka’ for love like I’ma addict. Girl, I really love the way you lookin’ at me.” ZAIRE steps close to the edge of the stage and gets down on one knee to look at some females in front of him as he sings. “So, I’ma show you what the meanin’ of a man is.” He winks at them as his tongue slides across his bottom lip then he gets up and spins around, throwing himself into the cheorography that his dancers are doing. “I’m nasty! Car goes zoom zoom and the speakers in the truck goes boom boom. I can give it to you faster or slow. Girl, I’ma gentleman I’ll open yo’ door, get the party started like.” 

        Moving towards the left side of the stage, ZAIRE points at a fan screaming her head off and reaching out for him. “Whoa-whoa, spending a lot tonight, hoping you stay tonight ending the party right.” He smiles at her before reaching forward to shake her hand then he pulls away to continue to perform. “Whoa-whoa, take everything off your mind, we can just take our time, whatever you want, want.” The male eventually makes his way back to the center of the stage as he moves to the beat of the music. “I-I, got a lot of money but that don't mean shit cause I need you honey,” The male tilted his head back as he belted out the next lyrics in the song. “Baby, I gotta have you girl!” As his dancers surrounded him, he began to rap the lyrics quickly, letting his hand move to the beat of the song quickly. 

“Lemme get it, when I get it, if I get it, I'ma kill it. Baby, when you get it we be rolling on the floor like,” His low eyes maneuver to one of his female dancers as she makes her way over to him and she presses her body up against his before bending over in front of him. “Baby, you so gifted when you kissing on my lips,” He let his fingers run across his lips for a quick second then he smacked the female’s ass in front of him then he placed his eyes on the crowd. “Then when we switching the position, you ain't ever gotta slow down. I can be the, be the lover, lover of ya life. I just wanna be under the covers for the night.” The male and his crew take several steps back as he sings into the mic. “Back, back, back up, take a look around.” He looks at his peers as they dance around him then he falls back against their arms as they hold them out and they push him forward. “Put your hands in the air like the ceiling's falling down!”

Just as he was about to go into the second verse, the male’s feet began to slow down and before he knew it, he was rocking back and forth for a moment. His dancers continued dancing as if he was improvising a new dance move, but he wasn’t. ZAIRE blinks a few times as he brings the microphone up to his lips and tries to sing the next lyrics. “I’ma ba-..” His words comes out like a whisper into the microphone before his weak body drops on the stage.

[d-nxe-blog]

@zcires “What’s poppin’, Z? You ready to hit the stage?”

[zcires]

        Yeah, man. I’m gettin’ pre-performance nerves but I’ll be aight. How you doin’?

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Scoffing lightly, her petite frame almost fell. But just in time she caught herself, furrowing her eyebrows. In an instant, her arms crossed. But seeing that it was the head of STNE, VALLEN looked at ZAIRE with a simper. “Damn, watch where yo’ tall ass goin’, man! Me…? I’ve been in stealth mode, y’know how that can go.” She uncrossed her arms. “Anyways. What’s up with you?”

[zcires]

           ZAIRE’s eyes widen as the female almost fell over and he stretched his arm out to assist her but once he realized she caught herself, he stepped back. The male let out a low laugh before shaking his head. “My baaad, Vallen. And yeah, you. You the only person around that I know right now. But I understand that, I’ve just been workin’ and shit. The usual with me.” He looked around the venue before he placed his eyes back on the smaller female. “They ain’t got no non-alcoholic beverages around this bitch and I’m boutta’ complain.”

[kchlwrld-blog]

@zcires — What is with you and this discrimination, sir? What do you have against me supporting my man and his lil’ friend?

[zcires]

        Ain’t nobody discriminating against you! I just thought you were monogamous. “Lil friend,” that’s rude as hell.

[vcllen-deactivated20181202]

“Well damn, they have a dope line up.” VALLEN said to herself, as she looked around and adjusted her CARTIER frames that settled perfectly upon her nose.

[zcires]

        The male walked around the vicinity before he found himself bumping into a smaller girl, causing him to lift up his sunglasses off his face. “My bad, V! Where you been at?” ZAIRE asked out of curiosity.

[zcires]

The people who I wanna see would be last on the damn set list. I’ma just wander around until the interestin’ people come on.