January 1, 2016
Los Angeles, California
Kaiden Taylor
My New Year's Eve was great , Chris had a get together with some of his close friends at his house . We partied all night and I was recovering all morning.
I didn't tell anyone where I was going for the break , I'm sure it will get out as soon as we go out later.
"Kaidy, you good in there ?", Chris laughed outside of the bathroom door .
I was really in pain , my head hurt and my body ached. This was the worst hangover of my life .
Finally getting myself together , I walked out of the conjoining bathroom . Chris was sitting on the bed with he arm behind his head scrolling on his phone .
Beside him was a bottle of Excedrin, ginger ale and toast.
I ran over and jumped on him kissing him all over his face . Even though he laughed at me the whole morning , he wanted to make sure I was ok .
"I'm not going to baby you this whole trip Kaidy, gimmie a kiss", Chris kissed my lips and I smirked.
"But you did sound like you were going to die, 'Oh my God Chris please help me' ", he mocked me and I chased him around the house .
Later That Day...
We were preparing for London and Paris fashion week , shopping for things to wear.
Chris insisted on going all out , I had my own money but he wouldn't take no for an answer.
Our friendship had grown a lot over these last couple of months and it was very refreshing . We even discussed me moving to LA after graduation .
"Kaidy, lets go in Chanel so EJ can help
you pick some stuff out ", he told me and I nodded in agreement.
It seemed we had only been on Melrose for 20 minutes and paparazzi was everywhere asking a dozen questions .
Before we left the house , Chris had already prepped me for this . I knew this shit was gonna end up on The Shaderoom and my cover was going to be blown.
After hours of shopping , we grabbed a bite to eat and retreated back to the house .
Lauren Brooks
The last couple of days Rashad had not been home . Him and the guys rode down to Philly a couple of days ago to handle some things .When he got back we got into an argument , I was fed up with the lying.
It was 1 am , I had called him 6 times and all my calls were going to voicemail .
Last month , some mail came in Rashad's name for an apartment in Brooklyn. This was unbeknownst to me because we owned property in Harlem . I kept the information to myself and waited until I would need it .
