Heart Break (A Chris Brown Fan Fiction.)

Three.

Chris.

I love Samya. She' s everything I need and more. I just keep fucking up. I cant help it, when I see a bad bitch walk pass its hard for me just to walk away. I know these girls just want my money but man I'm always tempted. I knew from the night I met Samya she was different. Her baby face caught my attention when I was popping bottles in VIP with my homies. She was rocking that damn Chanel dress. And that ass was on point. I love her but I treat her like shit.

Damn.

"Stop screaming Maurice, your daddy is still sleeping." I heard.

It was Samya scowling at Christopher. I smiled as I leaned against the doorway. I still remember the time we found out she was pregnant.

"Stop Chris it hurts" she moaned as I tried to go deep.

"shut up. Stop being a baby" I whispered in her ear before biting her shoulder.

We were at her apartment and I was horny. I tried getting deep but she pushed me off.

"That shit hurts Chris" she said with tears in her eyes. I smiled and wrapped her in my arms. I rubbed her hair while kissing her forehead.

"Baby?"

"What?"

"You're pregnant." When I said that she pulled away quickly while pushing me.

"No, why would you think that?"

I chuckled a little. "I know my pussy. I know how deep I can go before it start hurting." I said while laying on the bed. Samya just sat up looking at me. I took this time to examine her. She was fully naked. Her flawless skin glowing as she had this cute pout on her face. Her long hair spilling down her back. She sighed.

"I cant be Chris." she said. I sighed and sat up pulling her on my lap.

"You know I love you, right?" She nodded, her face was in the crook of my neck. "Imma love this child too baby. We in this shit together this the fucking world blow up babe" I heard her giggle. I pulled her face up so she was looking at me and kissed her deeply.

"I love you."

Samya went to the doctor the next day and she was indeed pregnant. Honey was more happy than her. Man I swear the day Samya had Christopher Maurice was one of the best days of my life. I was planning on making her my wife but with all the shit going on with us, it might not happen soon. Me and Samya relationship should be a damn book. The shit we went through so far is fucking outrageous, but that's my baby.

"You want some more eggs, Maurice?" He nodded his head as Samya poured more on his plate. I swear my lil man eat just like me. I was leaning against the doorway watching Samya. She had on my button down shirt with some boy shorts on under it. She was switching her hips around the kitchen.

"Hey, daddy!" Maurice screamed as he noticed me leaning against the doorway. He ran over to me jumping in my arms hugging me tight.

"Maurice, sit down and eat." Samya came over and took Maurice out of my arms, sitting him at the table as he pouted. It was crazy how much he looked like me.His curly black hair and his dimples, shit before he was born I vowed to have his little ass swagged the fuck out.

"Your food is on the table." Samya said before walking out of the kitchen. Man I hated seeing her like this. The fact that this was all my fault wasn't surprising. Last night she caught me red handed with another bitch.