Placing the blunt to his lips, Dayvon Bennett flicked the lighter on as he lit the very tip of his spliff. He inhaled the smoke deeply while leaning back on the couch that he was sitting in.
He placed the lighter down, closing his eyes as he let the smoke dance from in between his mouth. Smoking weed was something Von always loved to do. It helped calm his nerves and anxiety whenever he did it. Von knew he needed a blunt especially after tonight.
He had just got done performing over 30+ songs on stage to a huge crowd of people in a sold out arena. He couldn't help but think about how he was living in a literal dream. It was just 3 years ago that Von was sitting behind bars awaiting trial over 2 homicide cases. It was during that time Von was so sure that he would be spending the rest of his life in prison.
He lost his Mother, his girl, and was about to lose his freedom as well. Looking back, Von truly felt like that was probably the lowest point of his life that he had ever been through. So for him to beat his murder case, go on tour, selling out shows every single night, and dropping music left and right 3 whole years later was the biggest switch up he's ever experienced.
He just couldn't believe it.
He stared down at his phone, looking at his instagram as he had just posted a photo of himself from tonight.
He was getting a lot of love on social media and in real life. It was really shocking to him. Von still wasn't used to this famous new lifestyle that he was living. I mean, it was one thing for him to be known by everybody back in Chicago. That was his hometown. That was where he grew up. That was the only life he knew at the time.
But now, traveling from city to city, state to state and all over the country all while having people screaming your name left and right was simply just a different feeling. He just grinned to himself lightly as he tried his best to respond to most of his fans on social media.
"Aye Von, you in hea?"
The sound of Durk's voice could be heard. He was knocking on the door to Von's dressing room.
"Yeah goofy."
Von muttered as his focus was still on his phone. Durk just opened the door, allowing himself inside along with Booka and Herb.
"I knew his ass would be in hea hiding like a bitch."
Herb snickered. Von just playfully sucked his teeth as he placed his phone down. He stood up, dabbing everyone up as they all congratulated him on his show tonight.
"Damn, a nigga can't take a quick break?"
Von snickered while looking at Herb.
"Naw nigga. Time is money. You still got that hosting tonight for your listening party."
Herb pointed. Von just playfully rolled his eyes, completely forgetting all about that. Ever since he signed a record deal with the famous producer Hitmaka aka Christian, Von's whole entire life did a complete 180. If he wasn't performing then he was in the studio. If he wasn't in the studio then he was working with the press doing all types of photoshoots for content. If he wasn't doing that, then he was doing a hosting at some club, or throwing listening parties for his music.
Von was just always super busy working, keeping himself occupied no matter what. Doing all of those things is what got him paid. Von would've never have thought about how quick the money would come in just from his music alone. It was just crazy too him.
But he enjoyed it nonetheless.
"Yeah, the tour bus is outside ready for you."
Booka said. Von just nodded as he quickly glanced in the mirror. He adjusted the chains he had around his neck. He kept the blunt in his mouth as he grabbed his phone before exiting.
They all followed behind him as security helped lead them out of the crowded arena. There were fans literally waiting right outside for them as they all screamed Von's name.
Von did his best to take pictures with some fans and sign autographs. He also found himself giving out money to a few younger kids that were surprisingly there. Durk, Herb and Booka did the same thing. It was like all of them were on top of the world. They went from being the biggest drug dealers in Chicago, to now being one of the biggest rap artist in the game.
Security led them safely inside the tour bus before they finally drove off. It was a huge luxurious tour bus that was super homey inside. Von took a seat on the couch along with Durk. Herb was busy digging in the fridge for something to drink while Booka sat at the table.
"Aye look, this shit is crazy. We been doing shows back to back all week in LA."
Durk said while shaking his head.
"Right. I can't wait ta go back to the A and just relax for a few days."
Von muttered.
"Mannn Ari been on my ass about me being on tour. She definitely don't like when I'm away for too long. She stay accusing me of cheatin n shit."
Herb stated while rolling his eyes.
"Cus you always gettin caught up wit some hoe."
Booka pointed. The guys all laughed as Herb gave them a mean mug.
"Ain't nobody caught up wit no hoes. The only person with hoes up in hea is King fuckin Von."
Herb snickered.
"Yeah he ain't lying. This nigga be bringing them onna tour bus, backstage, at the hotels we be stayin at."
Durk listed. Von just waved them all off while rolling his eyes.
"Get off my dick."
He muttered while taking out his phone. He wasn't trying to hear another lecture from them about how many hoes he had. As far as he knew, it was none of their concern.
A nigga just has needs. He thought quietly to himself.
"Y'all still pullin up to the lil 'get together' me and Ari throwin this weekend?"
Herb suddenly questioned while changing the subject.
"Aww yeah fasho."
Durk said while nodding his head.
"As long as she cookin Ima be there."
Booka snickered. Herb just sucked his teeth, grabbing a piece of tissue paper before bawling it up and throwing it at him. Von was busy going through his phone, purposely not even paying attention to the conversation that they were having.
"Aye Von what about you? you pullin up?"
Herb questioned. They all just paused, waiting on Von's response.
"Umm... Ion know. I might got some shit going on..."
He said while shrugging.
"Nigga don't play wit me. Yo ass betta show up for real. This shit is important ta me."
Herb pressed.
"Important to you? The hell u got going on?"
Von questioned while placing his phone down. He just raised his eyebrows as Durk chuckled.
"Me and Ari got some news to share wit yall and we want everyone there fa this announcement."
Herb explained.
"Announcement? Is y'all pregnant or sum?"
Von continued to press.
"Hell naw. Well... shiiittt I hope she is."
Herb muttered.
"What announcement are you trying to tell us here?"
Durk chimed in.
"Man look, y'all dumb fucks will find out this weekend as long as yo asses show up. Including you Von."
Herb pointed at Von specifically. Von just sucked his teeth as he focused back on his phone again, not even bothering to respond anymore. Durk and Herb just exchanged looks with each other before glancing at Von. They all knew exactly why he wasn't trying to show up to the function that Ari and Herb were throwing. It was so obvious to them. But they decided to just drop the topic for now.
The ride to the club wasn't too long. The tour bus was parked at the back of the club before they all hopped off. Von led the way as he followed the security inside the building.
"Aye everybody make some fuckin noise for King Von, Lil Durk, G Herbo and Book600!!!"
The DJ suddenly yelled as they all entered the club. Everyone just went crazy as Von and them made their way towards a private section. Christian, along with a bunch of other executive producers who were all apart of the label that Von was signed too were posted up in the section as well. They all just greeted each other, congratulating Von on his sold out show tonight.
Lights were flashing. Girls were shaking ass. The smell of alcohol and weed was extremely potent in the air. Money was flying everywhere as they played Von's music throughout the club. There were a few girls that were being let into the section. They all made sure to congregate their way towards Von, trying to get his attention.
There was one particular girl that started to just record Von on her phone before posting it on her story.
He took notice of her, eyeing her up and down a bit before making his way over to talk to her. He just grinned a little as she smirked before placing her phone down. She was captivated by the shiny diamonds he had in his teeth as he flashed them a bit.
"Aye, who said you could record me like dat?"
He spoke smoothly while eyeing her. She just smirked, innocently shrugging her shoulders a bit. She was very much intimidated by his presence. He had big chains on. His watch was huge and shiny. He had such a sweet and musky scent from whatever expensive cologne he had on. His face was extremely clean and handsome to her. His locs were freshly twisted.
He was just really that nigga...
"I'm a huge fan of you I guess. Plus, you look really good tonight."
She simply stated. She just watched him as he licked his lips a little while checking her out. She had pretty brown skin. Her hair was bone straight and long past her boobs. She had a very slim body.
"You a fan huh?"
He questioned. She just nodded her head, trying her best not to be too fanned out by the fact that he was even talking to her.
"You cute. What's yo name?"
Von spoke while moving closer to her.
"My name is Kema."
She said while blushing. He just nodded his head a little.
"You from LA?"
He continued to question. She just shook her head no.
"Hell naw. I'm from Chicago born and raised."
She pointed. He raised his eyebrows a bit.
"Chicago? Ain't no way you from there. I know everybody's ass in Chicago."
He said while raising his eyebrows.
"How come I ain't neva seen yo ass before?"
He pointed while leaning his head to the side. Kema just shrugged.
"I don't know. Where'd you go to high school at?"
She questioned.
"Hyde Park Academy."
"Well that's probably why. I've been in private schools all my life. My parents weren't going for that public school shit at all."
She said while chuckling a bit. Von just sucked his teeth playfully.
"Oh so yo ass is boujee basically. No wonder I ain't neva seen yo preppy ass."
He joked.
"Boy bye. Ain't nothing wrong with private schools. I was top in my class if you must know."
She snickered.
"Aw yeah? So was I. I graduated with honors."
Von shot back. Kema just crossed her arms against her chest, not believing a single word he was saying. Von couldn't help but laugh.
"And I'm tellin the truth. You betta ask about me. I'm a gangsta who got straight As don't play wit me."
He pointed. She just laughed.
"Okay Vonnn, I believe you."
She cooed.
"Aye Von! We about to start playin some of your new shit. Come tap in real quick."
Christian suddenly yelled just a few feet away. Von just nodded at him, letting him know that he would be over in a second.
"I guess you gotta go huh."
Kema said while smiling a little. He just nodded his head a bit before slipping his phone out his pocket.
"Hea, put yo number in my phone real quick."
He instructed. She wasted no time taking the phone from him before putting in her number. She couldn't help but smirk as she placed a red heart by her contact name before handing him his phone back. He just looked down at it, noticing the heart before chuckling.
"You better call me for real."
She pointed while raising her eyebrows.
"Maybe next time when I'm back in Chicago."
He simply stated.
"Well, I actually live in Atlanta. I been left Chicago a long time ago."
She explained.
"On God I did the same shit 3 years ago. Been living in Atlanta for a minute now."
Von said. She just smiled.
"Well that's perfect then. Maybe when all this is over we can link."
"Yeah fasho."
Von said. She just eye'd him one more time before walking off. He couldn't help but look at her ass before she disappeared into the crowd. She had a small butt, but it was still cute to him.
Von just placed his phone back into his pockets before heading towards Hitmaka, and the other producers.
*Later that night*
It was a super long night. Von finally found himself standing in the shower of his hotel room. He let the steaming hot water rinse the soap off his body before turning the shower off. He grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his torso before stepping out. He could feel the exhaustion from today catching up to him as he made his way out the bathroom.
His locs were pulled into a low pony tail with only a few strands hanging in front of his face. He just strolled his way towards the dresser, grabbing a pair of clean boxers and basketball shorts. He just put them on before tossing his towel into the hamper.
Grabbing his phone off the charger, he dragged his way towards the bed before letting his body collapse onto the plush pillows.
He let out a deep sigh, staring up at the ceiling for a second. He couldn't help but feel that lonely feeling creeping up on him again. He had been feeling this way ever since he ended things with Normani 3 years ago. He always thought that maybe over time this dark and lonely feeling would just simply go away... but it only seemed to have gotten nothing but worse.
Von hated it. He hated feeling this way. He just frowned a bit while sitting up in the bed again. He picked up his phone, unlocking it with his fingers. He found himself clicking on instagram before searching up Normani's page. He just stared at her profile for a bit, noticing that she had posted on her story as her icon picture lit up.
Now, this had been something Von was doing for a while. He would just stalk her page on the daily. Von just couldn't help himself. He would watch her story while using his main page, not even trying to hide the fact that he was stalking her. He just didn't care.
He would even go as far as to liking her photos sometimes. Von did not give a damn if she noticed it or not. A small part of him wanted her to notice. He wanted her to say something. He always wondered if she did notice him watching her page. And if so, did she even care? He just wasn't sure. It was hard to tell. He just sighed a little while clicking on her story.
There, he just saw a video of Mani on a party bus with a bunch of people he didn't even know. He didn't care though, his main focus was just on her. She was wearing a beautiful dress that fit her perfectly. Her skin tone looked amazing to him. She was either tipsy or drunk as she just shook her ass in the camera with music blasting in the background while she danced.
Von just watched the video... and then rewatched it over and over again. He was feeling all types of emotions. He always felt this way whenever he would watch her story. First of all... she looked happy as hell.
Was she really that happy without me? He couldn't help but think to himself. He wanted to swipe up so bad and curse her out. But he also wanted to call her. He still had her number in his phone, but he wasn't even sure if it still even worked. He always wondered if he ever did try to call her, would she even pick up?
All of these unhealthy thoughts were just eating away at his soul. It was secretly driving him crazy. He just swiped out of her story, exiting instagram all together before locking his phone again.
"Fuck..."
He muttered to himself while placing his phone down. He started to think about what Herb said earlier about the 'get together' he was throwing with Ari back home in Atlanta. He knew all too well that Normani would be there. Von did a really good job at avoiding her at all costs. He knew he just wasn't ready to face her in real life.
He wasn't sure why he even felt this way. Von had never been this fucked up over a girl before. Even though he was the one that broke her heart and ended things, Von truly felt like he was suffering the most. He regretted his decision every single day. It haunted him no matter what.
He just groaned lightly to himself.
"I need to smoke."
Was all he said as he just hopped out of the bed again. One thing was for sure, and two things were for certain...
Von was really missing Normani bad.
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Should post another chapter tonight? I'm feeling real generous rn 😋 LMK.