Chris P.O.V
"What was that all about?" Nicki mumbled.
"Sit up real quick. I..gotta tell you something." I sighed. She sat up slowly and stared at me, waiting for me to say something.
"What's up?"
"Jordyn, she just came in and saw you laying on me. I told her that you and me were together. So we broke up. I lied when I said I already broke up with her before. I'm sorry." I confessed.
"Its alright, Chris. I'm glad you fessed up to it. Most men wouldn't do that." She smiled at me, I smiled back and pulled her closer, pressing my lips against hers.
"Alright. Enough of that. I came to bring you home. Lets go." She helped me out of bed and get dressed.
The doctor walked in. "Ah, just on time. I came to give you the release papers. If you'll just sign here." She gave me the papers, I signed and we left.
"We're home!" Nicki yelled as we walked through the door.
"Shh, with yo loud ass."
"But you love my loud ass."
"Yes I do." I was about to lean in and kiss her but realized where I was. Plus everybody started to come out the kitchen.
"Chris! I missed you!" They all screamed as they bombarded me.
"Hold on before you put me back in the hospital." I laughed. They helped me over to the sofa and crowded around me.
"You alright, honey? How's the leg?" Mom asked me.
"I'm fine, ma."
"Yea, Bey, let the boy be a man. He'll get through this." Dad told her.
"Ma nigga, ya looked like ya was bout ta' cry when ya got shot." August laughed at me.
"Shot?" Ma asked.
I signaled August to make up another story, a.k.a lie.
"I mean, when he fell down da' steps, da nigga looked like he was bout ta' cry."
"Alright. Well, I gotta go. Work is calling." She stood up and stretched.
"Beyonce, really? Our son just got home from the hospital and you're about to go to work?"
"Please Drake. Don't start lecturing me about my son. Like you said he's gonna be fine, he'll get through this." She tried mocking his voice.
By now, they were arguing like there was no tomorrow.
"Hey you guys! Stop!" Jhene screamed at them. They immediately quieted down and looked at her.
"Look, I don't have time for this, I have to go." She opened the door.
But when she did, it was someone I didn't wanna see.
Nicki P.O.V
"Jordyn, hi. What are you doing here?" Ms.Bey asked her.
"Um, I actually came here to tell you all something important and it can't wait." Her eyes scanned the room and landed on me and Chris.
"Uh, okay." Ms.Bey let her in and closed the door.
"So, what is it that you wanted to tell us?" Drake asked her.
"Well, first of all, I wanted to tell that Chris and I are no longer together."
"I'm so sorry. Why'd he break up with you?" Ms.Bey asked her.
"I think Christopher can tell." She looked at him.
"Christopher...what is she talking bout?" They all looked over at us.
"I cheated. I'm sorry for doing that, but it was someone I really wanted to be with. She's my soul mate. I really am sorry, Jordyn, but I guess it wasn't meant to be for us. I just hope that you could forgive me."
I was about to cry at Chris's words. He sounded like he really meant it. I watched as tears streamed down Jordyn's cheeks.
"I don't ever wanna see you again, Chris." She picked up her purse and walked out.
"What was dat all about?" August asked.
"Nothing y'all. I'm tired. Nicki, can you help me upstairs." I nodded, helping him up and carried him up the steps.
I closed the door and help him into bed. "Did you mean it?" I sat down beside him.
"What you mean?"
"What you said about you finding your soul mate and everything, was it true, was it about me?"
"Yea, it was. I really do think you're my soul mate. I know you probably thinking that I haven't known you for only a few months, but I feel a connection between us."
"Really? Cause all I sense is sex."
He chuckled. "That's what you think. I love you and I sense more than sex between us," I smiled, "and I'd really like to get to know you more tgan I already do." He placed a hand on my thigh.
I moved it and stood up. "What's wrong?"
"I can't do thisit, Chris. I-I can't, I'm not supposed to fall in love with you." I paced the room.
"Why can't you?"
"I just can't. That's not what I'm here for."
"What are you here for then?"
"I can't tell you, Chris. You wouldn't understand." I shook my head.
"I probably could. Does it have something to do with what August said?"
I chewed on my bottom lip and nodded. "But that wasn't the whole truth."
"The whole truth?"
"Yea, that's why I can't tell you. You might hate me after I tell you."
"How could I hate someone I love? Tell me."
I nodded and sighed. "I had been traveling for the last couple of years trying to get away from the mob that had killed my father when I was eight. Ever since he gave something to protect, I had to get away from them. I had been a nanny to many families and after they found out my secret. I killed them and robbed them. I overheard your mother at a coffee shop and she told me she needed a nanny. Long story short, I wanted this family to be my last. I planned on killing you all and taking your money and leaving the country."
He didn't say anything. "Chris?"
"Seriously?" He mumbled. I nodded my head and began chewing on my lip again.
"Take me with you."
"What?"
"I want you to take me with you. I don't wanna spend life without you. I don't wanna die alone. I'd rather die with you. Please."
"I don't know Chris. I don't want you getting hurt over me."
"I plan on getting hurt for you. I wanna let you know that I'd never let anyone hurt you while I'm around."
"I have to think about this, Chris. This is a big decision for me to make."
"Then take all the time you need. Just please think about what you're doing. And remember I love you."
"I love you too." I smiled and straddled him. He grabbed my face and pressed his lips onto mine.
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Naughty Nanny
FanfictionI have many different types of egos and this is my best one yet. I need everything I can get from this family and nothings standing in my way. But what if I need a partner in crime to help me out?