if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 42

Capri Martin, 11:00pm
I was like...on my 8th bottle of water now because Q wouldn't stop feeding it to me. And I had to PEE.

Pushing the bottle away, I attempted to get up from the couch and use the bathroom but Q pulled me back.

"No! Drink." He demanded.

"I can't drink anymore when I can literally feel my bladder about to explode. I mean unless you want me to pee on you and this couch."

He took a deep breath, letting me go. But then he got up after me and followed me to the bathroom. I let him, figuring we never really gave each other personal space.

Then we closed the door behind ourselves.

"You okay?" He questioned, watching as I pulled my jumpsuit down and peed. My tits were out and everything but he wasn't phased.

"Yeah." I sighed.

"You?"

He shrugged his shoulders, not giving me an answer. And he knew I wasn't going to let it go.

"You didn't have to do what you did to Micah. Beating him up like that. You or Cole. I appreciate it but it just adds stress to your life and causes you to feel a certain way. I already know enough goes on for you."

"It's okay. He needed his ass whooped anyways. He not bout to get away with tryna fuck with you." He scoffed.

"I was hoping I was the one to do it. But y'all beat me to it."

"You sure your good after all that? Like he ain't traumatize you a nothing. Cause I could traumatize him a second time if that's what you want."

"I mean yes, it was scary. But traumatizing, no. He got what was coming to him and it was stopped before anything could really happen.  Once he got embarrassed in front everybody by Nisi airing out their business and you and Cole tag teaming him ON VIDEO, I feel like he got his lashings and then some." I shrugged. "I just wish I coulda got ONE hit in. But I appreciate you so much. Actually making the conscious decision to fuck him up after the day you just had."

"No prolum...but that wunt even the most stressful part of my day Capri. That was light work compared to everything that happened today." He huffed.

"You wanna talk about it? I got time."

He shook his head, watching me wipe. "Don't worry ya luh head bout me. Enjoy ya party and I'll just be vigilant."

"No, I wanna know what happened. Why are you so...quiet tonight? Your vibe is off. We've barely spoken any words to each other all day until now. I want to know what has you upset." I demanded, closing the toilet lid and flushing it.

Q sat on the edge of the tub as I washed my hands and I could tell he'd been contemplating. He had that 'look' on his face and now I was just waiting for him to speak.

"Come on. Spill the tea girl." I joked, drying my hands.

Suddenly, yanking me in by my waist he sat me on his lap and took a deep breath.

I couldn't help but giggle a little bit, covering my mouth and smiling at him. That gesture alone made me a little steamy.

"What happen papa?" I questioned, resting my hand on his cheek and putting my head against his.

Wrapping his arms around me and holding me tighter, I waited and listened to everything that came out of his mouth.

"You really one of the only people I could open up to. Be all soft in front of and shit." He started before he continued.