Chris's guitar strums sounded loud on the speakers, the lights shone brilliant and colorful, and the crowd cheered loudly and enthusiastically. Singing and playing his guitar, he is in the center of the levitated stage, the sound of his song resonating from the speakers to the massive audience in front of him. Ever since he was a young child, he had always wanted to be on stage, performing for his enthusiastic followers who adored him for himself. He holds up the microphone for the audience to sing a section of the song before he closes it with his trademark high-pitched, deep voice and a last strumming of his guitar.

After finishing, he collects his breath and looks up to see his admirers roaring with excitement over the incredible performance. Grinning, he looks around the thousands of spectators who had come to see him play. His gaze reaches you, who is clapping in the VIP area he reserved for you. 'She looks stunning. What did I do to deserve her.' Chris thought to himself as he realized he was staring for too long. Then he picks up the microphone and raises it to his mouth.

"What's up, Los Angeles!" Chris exclaims, as his voice reverberates across the stadium's speakers. "I appreciate the wonderful crowd today. And I better see you with the same energy next week! RedG out!" Chris lets out a yell as he places the microphone on the cushioned area of the platform, causing the sound to become softer. Chris smiles as the applause roars, surveying the crowd before focusing on Jessica, widening his eyes slightly but maintaining the same expression. 'What the fuck is she doing here.' Be thinks to himself as he turns his back on the audience and walks off the stage and into the back.

He enters his dressing room and shuts the door, telling his employees to leave him alone for a bit. As he contemplates why Jessica is here, he sits in the chair in front of the mirror, bouncing his knee with anxiety. Remembering that you are about to enter the room as you always do after his performances, he gathers his composure.

Chris thinks it's you when he hears the door open and close. A smile crosses his lips. He looks up, but his smile vanishes as soon as he sees Jessica, not you, in the mirror. He gets to his feet fast and turns to face Jessica, frowning, his arms tensing up and his heart beating from all that Jessica had done to him. "What the fuck are you doing here. Why don't you ever leave me alone!" Chris yells, his eyes going dark and glaring at Jessica's smug expression.

"Oh, honey," Jessica replies in her intentionally fake sweet voice. "I just came to see you; aren't you happy?" Jessica smirks as she approaches Chris, prompting him to step back against the table behind him. "I had to find you when you moved away from me." She replies, pressing her body up against Chris, "I guess you matured up; I didn't think you had the guts to since you depended on me so much." She says as she licks her lips, looking up at him. "Chris, I know you still want me. You can't survive without me, I know, and attempting to replace me with that dumb girl?" Jessica asks, laughing.

"Don't you fucking say that about her." Chris shouts, his body paralyzed by fear deep down. "She is way better than you ever were. And-" Chris is cut off as he raises his head when the door opens, seeing you standing in the doorway. Quickly pushing Jessica away from him, he dashes to you as he watches the delight in their eyes fade and their smile vanish. "Babe! It's not what it looks like." Chris says, pleading with you as you turn away from him, but he grabs your arm and turns you back to him.

"Guards!" Chris yells, and two guards instantly appear. "Go take that lady and make sure she never steps foot in this stadium again." With prompt obedience, the two guys remove Jessica from the room, leaving Chris and you alone. Chris swiftly pulls you into the room before closing and locking the door. He then backs you into the door while looking down at you. "Where did you think you were going?" Chris speaks in an aggressive tone as if he is angry, but his eyes betray a completely other emotion, fear. He keeps his emotions hidden though and replaces it with anger he had from Jessica, and unfortunately takes it out on you. "You're not fucking going anywhere."