When I mention the old Mya luvs I'm not talking about the hoeing around part 😂 just more guarded with who she gives her time and heart to.
Chapter Fortyeight Omniscient American Airlines Arena - Miami Florida
It was a packed house tonight. Everyone anxious to see their favorite artists perform their favorite songs. Chris was the headliner of course.
Speaking of Chris he paced around his dressing room, upset with EJ. He was supposed to have Chris's outfit for the night planned out but forgot to do so, due to him working with Karrueche. At this point Chris felt that he should focus only on her because it seemed like that's where he wanted to be anyway.
His set was in 30 minutes and he didn't want to go out there looking like anything.
Outside Mya, her brother and Lilia pulled up to the arena. She was nervous for some reason. Chris hired extra security just for her. He knew backstage would be hectic due to the other artists and he wanted to make sure no one snuck a picture of her. Once the truck made it through the tunnel and parked near the other trucks, his bodyguards that rode behind her, climbed out and opened the door. Her brother got out first then helped Mya out.
Mya fixed her clothes,
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Then they made their way to Chris's dressing room.
Even though her brother stood by her side and 6 tall men swarmed her, you could still catch a glimpse of Mya and her stomach. Jealous women who stood back stage with hopes of being chosen by Chris pulled their phones out and attempted to catch a picture or video.
Tim noticed one girls phone as they walked by. "If you knew what was best for you'd delete that." He said.
The girl laughed, thinking his threats were empty. Tim walked over to the girl and snatched her phone, tossing it far. "Go fetch." He said before heading back to his sister.
Mya looked at her and laughed then shook her head. "Timothy."
"I hate motherfuckas like that."
"She's really going to post it now."
"That phone done for, She ain't posting shit."
Mya shook her head and focused in front of her.
They had finally reached Chris's dressing room. Everybody stood outside except for the girl that does his hair, Andrea.
"Why everybody out here?" Mya asked.
"That nigga in there about to lose his mind." Spice answered. "EJ forgot to put his clothes out."
Exhaling Mya walked to the door and knocked. "Chris, it's Mya."
With no hesitation the door was opened and she was brought inside. "Can you please help this man so that I can start on his hair." Andrea asked while hugging Mya.
