Rehab Facility

My fault

Chris

I been watching her sleep for the passed two hours just making sure everything was okay. We've been here for the last three days and the doctors been running test on her, she only has a sprained ankle and some bruises but she'll be fine. Thank you God but I'm still stressing because it takes 72 hours for a woman to get pregnant and it's passed three days now.

Anyways, the detectives asked me, her and Trey so many questions that night and we all told the truth. They have Marcus in jail and they are still investigating, for what I don't know. But of course the media got a handle on it and they blaming me for everything but what is new man. They were so many fans and paparazzi outside just to see what was up with me and her, I wish people knew that celebrities are still humans and we need our privacy too. We don't get that.

My mom has been stopping by checking on April everyday that we have been here and they are getting along which I am proud of. Can't have my two favorite ladies fighting every chance they get. She told me yesterday that she'll be back today around the same.

I grabbed her hand kissing it softly as I released my hand from hers laying my head back. I was trying to fight sleep but the sleep took over.

I woke up to laughing and giggling and I knew it was them two. I opened my eyes to see my mom handing April a bag of food.

"Aw look who's up" April said smiling at me.

"Sup baby, how you feeling?" I said getting up kissing her lips softly.

"I'm fine I should be asking you that you sleep on that hard chair" I rubbed my neck.

"Yeah it hurt but I'm fine"

"Good" she responded.

"So you don't see me standing here boy?" My mom said with her hip smiling.

"Yes ma" I chuckled pulling her into a hug. "How you doing?"

"I'm fine baby, just checking up on April as usual" As we pulled back from the hug.

"She taking all my love man" I fake pouted.

"Shut up boy"

"You are such a hater" April smirked. "But the doctor came in while you were sleep, he said I'll be out of here tomorrow" she smiled.

"Good, eat ya food though I gotta talk to ma right quick" I said as she nodded opening the bag of food. I did a little motion for my mom to follow me out the door and she did.

"What's wrong?" She closed the door behind herself.

"What else did the doctor say?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You remember I told you what happened right?" She nodded. "Well I left something out when he ya know... He didn't pull out so did he say anything about her being pregnant?"

"That's not my place to tell her business Chris"

"Ma please"

She sighed "Yes.., but leave her alone for now she just went through a lot"

"I know what I'm doing" I said walking back in the room closing the door behind me.

"Everything okay?" She asked me.

"I know you are pregnant" she placed her food down. "You gotta get rid of it asap"

"Baby it just doesn't happen like that it's tak-" she started talking but I cut her off.

"I ain't asked you that I'm telling you to get rid of it or I'll find a way,eat ya food." I tried to kiss her cheek and she moved her head.

"Get out" she mumbled and I chuckled a bit walking out as my mom looked at me. "Don't" I said walking off to the vending machines.

She can't be having another nigga baby, that's damage to our relationship and my image.

April

I can't believe he was being a jackass to me, I was going to get rid of it but you have to be at least 5-8 weeks, she doesn't just happen that fast. He was just being so inconsiderate..

What did I do wrong?

-- 1 week later.

Since we have been home he's been ignoring me. I can't take it anymore, we needed to talk.

I limped a bit downstairs seeing him making a sandwich. "Chris can we talk?"

He nodded "Sit down so you get stay off that ankle"

"I'm fine it's getting better" I said sitting down in front of the island. "Why are you ignoring me?"

He placed some meat on his sandwich "You still pregnant?"

"What you think?"

"Well until you get Satan's spawn out of you we have nothing to talk about baby"

I just watched him and he didn't show no remorse. "It's too early for one Chris.. Why you acting like it's all my fault? I didn't ask for this shit!" I raised my voice.

He place the knife down looking at me "I told you bout yelling at me so cut that shit out, this is uncomfortable for me to even touch you knowing you got another nigga baby in you"

"Chris I will as soon as it's time but it's not my fault damn!"

"Just shut up Bruh" he said shaking his head chuckling a little.

"This is not funny at all Chris.."

"I don't give a fuck what you find funny or not" I sighed because I'm never going to win with him. He started placing the food back taking his plate off the table walking out the kitchen. "And it is your fault you shouldn't have fucked with that nigga in the first place or dragged me in to it.." He walked upstairs afterwards.

I didn't even mean to drag him into it, but for him to blame this all on me is crazy and hurtful. Tears started running down my face as I wiped them mumbling "Sorry."

It probably is my fault..
Imma fix it..
I will fix it..

After beating myself up I walked upstairs seeing him lay on the bed as I walked to my make up vanity by the bathroom. I took a sit and started doing my make up. I'm just getting out of this house tonight he wouldn't care, I would want him to but whatever.

I looked at myself in the mirror seeing my eyes still slightly puffy as I shook my head. I looked back at Chris as he laughed at the tv show which was corny as hell and I looked back at my reflection.

I hope he doesn't hate me for something I can't control..

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