Cant Live Like This... (Chris Brown, Trey Songz, Roc Royal, and Tyga STORY)

Can't Take It Anymore

"Keisha POV"

Chris walks in my room and kisses me. I smile and sit up to kiss him more. "Where you been baby?" I ask smiling.

"I had to check on my baby mama and make sure she was straight my baby is due any day now", says Chris ecstatic.

"Oh...", I said dryly. "Why you say it like that?", Chris asked with a slight tone. "Oh no reason bae", I say brushing everything off. "Well is she good?" I asked, but I really didn't give a fuck if she lived or died.

"I guess she good I didn't see her when I went over there", says Chris. "Humph figures", I say getting up on my way to the bathroom.

"What the fuck is that suppose to mean?", asks Chris angrily following me to the bathroom. "Nothing I mean she probably just went to the prom is all I was saying bae, calm down" I say to Chris. "What the fuck is probably, she either was there or she wasn't so the fuck what", he say furiously.

"I just thought you should know she was there from what I heard, she was there with the Art Teacher Mr. Tremaine Neverson or Trey", I blurted out.

"What the fuck is you talking about?", says and angry Chris. "My home girl Mo was telling me who all attended and she said Taraji was there with Trey", I lied. Even though I knew what I was saying was true I just had it out for this bitch.

"Hold on hold on, so your telling me my baby mama went to prom with my so called home boy, carrying my motherfucking seed!", says Chris pissed off. I nodded my head to agree with what he said. Chris broke the T.V. I screamed as he grabbed me by the arms and pushed me into the sink and mirror. "Chris baby what are you doing?", I screamed in horror.

"Hoe I don't love you, all y'all hoes are the same", Chris shouts. He storms out the house and gets in his car and leaves.

"Chris POV"

I can't believe Taraji after all the shit we've been through she's carrying my child, and she fucking another nigga with my child inside of her. My mind was racing, I didn't know what to do or even what to say.

I took out my phone and I decided to text Taraji, to see where she was at.

*Text Conversation*

_ aye Taraji you at home?

_Taraji: yeah I'm laying down this baby doing acrobats and shit lol

_awe OK I'll be there in a few

_Taraji:OK I cooked if your hungry

I didn't text her back cause I ain't really trying to hear that shit.

I pulled up in the drive way, got out and slammed the door. I was premeditating on what I was going to say or do. I paced the drive through for a few minutes, then I went in the house and closed the door behind me.

"Taraji POV"

I was laying in bed after Chris texted me, all of a sudden this weird feeling crept up on me. My baby was literally turning flips, and he/she usually only does that when I drink or eat something sweet. I went down the stairs and into the kitchen I felt like baby wanted mommy to eat a powdered donut. I washed my hands in the sink and dryer them with a paper towel.

I got a powdered donut and a glass of milk. When I was done I suddenly felt sick. That's not what baby wants I say to myself. As I eneterd the living room to head back upstairs to bed the door opened. It was Chris he looked upset but hey he always looks like that.

"Hey Chris,"I said walking toward the steps. " I need to run something by you," he said standing in my way. "OK...what's up?" I asked completely lost. "I heard you went to the prom," says Chris with a crazed look on his face. "OK yes I did, why do you ask?" I said.

"You can either tell me the truth or tell me a lie", says Chris raising his voice. "Who were you there with, besides Shamari and dude she with," he asked. I looked around because I didn't know what to say. I knew he must've known about Trey and I , but I still didn't want to admit it, not because I'm ashamed, but because I knew in my condition I couldn't protect myself and my baby from him.

"Why you worried about it, you've been cheating on me with Keisha so since you moved on so have I, now if you excuse me I'll be packing my shit," I said walking around Chris.

Chris grabs me by the back of the neck with a very string grip. "Its fucked up that you cheatedbon me with me boy though, Trey was my nigga and the more fucked up thing is that your fucking him with my child in your stomach. I wonder is thats even my child.

"Let me go!" I screamed. Chris pushed me down on the floor on my stomach. Then he got on top of me and started chocking me. I kneed him in the nuts and crawled into the kitchen. I had enough of this shit lord forgive me for what im about to do. My adrenaline was on 1000 I made it to the biggest strongest knife I could find.

I played on the floor with it in my hand as if I was on conscious. I knew he would come in there and try to kick me or get in my face to see if I was dead.

Chris walked in the kitchen limping, I waited for the right time to strike. He reared down first to see if air was coming from my nostrils I held my breath. His face was close enough I jumped up and cut him below his jawline. He held his face in disbelief and pain.

I then jabbed him right in the stomach, because that's all I could reach. Chris collapsed to the floor. I ran up stairs got my phone called the police.

(Dispatcher)
Dispatcher: 911 what's your emergency.
Me: I'm 9 months pregnant and my baby's father tried to kill me but I killed him first. (Breathing Heavy)
Dispatcher: Ma'am there are some squad cars and ambulances in your area are you hurt?

I looked at myself from head to toe and I didn't feel any pain besides the pain from being choked.
Me: No not to my knowledge.
Dispatcher: The police and ambulances should be there any second.

I went outside my door as I heard sirens. I called Trey he answered, but before I could speak I collapsed in the grass.

(Sirens)