ON HOLD ' 3 years had gone by since chris and doja haven't spoken, no letters, no phone calls, nothing from one another. But when their parents came to a agreement to have family time that they finally face each others demons.
Can chris forgive do...
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" chris can you come here for a second?!" My father yelled from the kitchen as I was in the living room chilling, I sighed getting up from the bed to meet with him. I've been stress out for days, especially with doja and I relationship I feel as if she knows now that I really want to be with her and I'll do anything to have her back, but after what happened in the garage doja just been acting strange.. we are so toxic for one another but we can not stay away from eachother.
" sup pops ?" I asked as I walked up on him, he was sitting at the table with cards in his hand
" sit " he said point at the chair I sat down in the chair. " how you feeling son ?"'he asked
" I'm straight-"
" straight? A man supposed to me good , happy " I chuckled
" pops straight is all above , what's sup with you ?" He sighed as he shuffled the cards
" me & ya mother had a talk, about you and doja and we think it's best that she was to go back home-"
" she's a grown ass woman y'all can't just tell her to go home when she's already here-"
" is she really ? Chris since she got here ain't shit change between y'all, you both still act as if y'all in high school again. The fighting -"
" it's just misunderstandings-"
" misunderstandings ? Then why am I hearing that you and doja was putting hands on eachother couple of weeks ago ? " I looked at him with confused expression on my face.
" who told you that?"
" your soon to be wife -" I sat back in my chair shaking my head , she wasn't even here for the shit so how would she know ? And why would she go to my father with the bullshit ?
" imma talk to her bout that shit-" he slammed the cards on the table and pointed at me.
" that shit shouldn't matter ! What matters is that you have a fucking problem, I called ya damn doctor and he tells me you haven't seen him in over a fucking year, nor did you refill your medication. We had an agreement-"
" when I was fucking 17 dad, bruh is this a intervention or a fucking judgment day ?" I'm a grown ass man , yeah I know that I was supposed to me taking my medicine so I wouldn't have any outbreaks or sticky situations but ever since it's been driving me crazy , it makes me not feel like myself.
" and what about alena ? You think she's going to stick around knowing damn well you not taking your medicine? That one day you might go off on her over the most pettiest shit?-"
" I can handle myself , alena shouldn't had came to you about shit her loyalty is with me , not with you nor mom or any body ! " I said getting up from the table the fact that he's coming at me with this bullshit is behind me, he stood up too pushing the chair out his way for him to get in my face, he pushed my chest making me stumble for a bit I balled my fist up getting angry at the point I wanted to punch him in his shit.
