Rehab Facility

Psycho (Part 1)

Chris

"Chris get out the car!" I said through giggles as he kept kissing me.

"But man I don't want to leave" he fake pouted.

"Ah shut up, you want to get away from me. Go do these songs with Trey and hurry back home okay?" I said as he leaned on the door.

"Aight man, get some rest I'll be home later" he pecked my lips. "Move your feet in the car girl"

"Shut up" I placed my feet on the car floor as he closed the door. I watched him walk in the studio dapping up Trey, his head looks weird in person.

I chucked at my thoughts sitting up "Where to next? Home?" Pat asked.

"Yes sir" I answered.

Once we got to the house Pat and Jim started to get out. "What y'all doing?"

"He said to watch you just to make sure you safe." Jim said.

"I'm fine trust me, I need some alone time" I said opening the door.

"But boss said-"

"I'll tell him I told y'all to go home, go home to your families. See you guys next time" they smiled.

"Aight bye April" Jim smiled.

"Bye" Pat said as I got out I heard him say "I like her way better than that Karrueche girl" I chuckled walking in the house closing the door behind me.

I sighed with relief walking in the house, it just felt so good to be home. He stays in the studio even though he just got done with his album but I guess that it what being a musician is all about.

I took my hair out my ponytail, kicking off my shoes and placed my purse on the near table making my way upstairs.

Once I got in my room I striped out my clothes running the water in the bathtub. I got up grabbing my pants off the floor grabbing my phone out my pocket. I unlocked it going to my music and made my way to the speaker hooking my phone on to it.

I turned off the water as it filled up grabbing a bottle pouring some bubbles in then I step in afterwards. "Ugh just right" I said sliding down soaking in for a bit letting my thoughts take over.

I wonder if Chris will ever get tired of me, or how long we will last. I hope this isn't just a "for now" thing. I would like to talk to his mom but she might bitch again her pale ass, I chuckled to myself. I wish me and Marcus would've have ever happened man..but I never regret things I just learn for my mistakes. I love the place I'm in right now but it's like he still has a hold on me because I know he's still out there.

I sighed sitting up grabbing my cloth and my body wash cleaning myself.

After I finished relaxing I got up letting the water out the tub. I wrapped the towel around me walking into the room opening a dresser picking out one of his shirts sliding it on my body.

I walked back in the bathroom grabbing the hair dryer plugging it up drying my hair. I thought I heard the door open as I turned the dryer off. "Chris?" I got no response. "I'm tripping" I said to myself turning it back on brushing through it. As I finished I turned off the dryer placing it back under the sink neatly as I walked in the room yawning. I flicked the bathroom light walking back into the room turning the tv and I jumped right on the bed.

"I'm so sleepy for no reason" I mumbled watching tv moments later I feel asleep on my side.

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I felt a shift in the bed knowing it was Chris so I said nothing making my way back to sleep as he felt up my shirt, grabbing my thigh and kissing my neck. "Baby I'm tired" I mumbled.

Next thing I heard was unbuckling of the belt and him pulling down his pants. "Baby pls go to bed" I moaned as his tip was rubbing against me. He lifted my leg up sliding into me as I moaned.

He pumped in and out of me speeding up making me get louder as I held onto the pillow. "Missed me baby?" My heart stopped because he didn't sound like Chris he sounded like..

"Marc-" I felt his arm wrap around my neck right and his other pull my arm back as he continued to fuck me. "STOP!" I half yelled due to his arm wrapped tightly around my neck as he did was grunt in my ear causing tears to run down my face. I tried to move my arm out of his grip to get to the nightstand drawer because Chris has a gun in there.

But his grip is to tight.... I screeched feeling him get deeper as he chuckled. "You are fucking sick!" I yelled and he wrapped his arm around my neck more to shut me up as I started to lose my breath.

Chris hurry home please...

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