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Chris Brown is clearly someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. A very emotional person, someone who loves hard and wants the same love in return. He's someone who wants to find love, but he's looking in all the wrong places. He's dated all...
I had just gotten back home, well, to Aubrey's home, 15 minutes away from Chris' house. Chris doesn't know I live only 15 minutes away from him in Hidden Hills. It's not like I'm trying to keep it from him; I didn't tell him.
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I walk in through the front door, and I see the TV on, so I walk into the living room. Aubrey was sitting on the sofa, watching a basketball game and working on his MacBook.
"How was it?" He says, looking over at me. He closes his MacBook, places it on the coffee table, and turns the TV off.
"It was okay." I set my purse, phone, and keys down next to his laptop on the coffee table.
"Where's baby girl?" He asks
"He asked to keep her for a couple of hours."
He leans all the way back on the sofa and reaches out to me. I take his hand, and he helps me onto his lap, so I'm straddling him.
"He didn't give you any shit, did he?" He started rubbing on my thighs.
"No, but we talked," I say
"About?"
"How he's been, how I've been, the baby and the move," I answer
"What did he say about you moving to Toronto?" He asks
"He said he doesn't want me to move, but I reassured him that anytime he wanted to see Gen, or if he wanted to come here, or have me come here, that we can do that," I explain
"He didn't want that, did he?"
"Nope. I hope he doesn't get smart and talk to his lawyer about this because I'm legally not supposed to take her out of the state without his permission, and in this case, I'm taking her out of the country. I feel like he's going to try to make this so hard for me." I admit. I know Chris. When he doesn't get his way, he acts out and makes sure he gets what he wants. Do I need to mention the whole Aeko situation?
"Well, if he decides to take that route, he will be ready for him. I wish I could talk to him and work out our differences so this would be easier on you and the baby, but I know that'll never happen. He's too immature. You're going through enough, you don't need that."
"He kissed me," I confess, almost blurting it out.
"He kissed you, why?" He asks
"I don't know," I say
"What did you do?"
"I pushed him off of me," I answer quickly.
"And what did he say?"
"Nothing. I think he thinks I'm going to go back to him again. I don't think he's taking this seriously." I say
