"Thick" girl Chronicles (ON HOLD)

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Chris pov

How the hell she just gone not hear me out!

Bam

I threw a bottle of Jack Daniels at the wall. Maybe I needed Mickey a little more than I thought. I picked up another bottle and drunk because at the moment I was alone and Ik for a fact that nigga holding what's mine I got up and stumbled right back down into the glass I broke piercing my legs and chest a bit but I don't give a Damn....

Mickey Pov

I woke up feeling like something wasn't quite right... I looked around to see sage gone and my bed empty I sighed loudly and laid back on my bed when my phone rang

ChrisChris

"wth Chris it's 3-"

" Nah shut that shi shi shit down I mean um up." I could tell he was drunk

" Chris go to sleep"

"imm a go to sleep in in dat pussy" he did a light chuckle and heard glass break

" I'm on my way" I sighed

" mmk tootie booty I'll be wait waiting."

*end of call*

I laughed a bit and put on some tennis shoes since I feel asleep in my clothes I brushed my teeth and washed my face quickly and grabbed my bag packed some overnight things and headed downstairs to see sage watching tv

"oh you still here I thought you were gone."

"Nahh but where you going at this hour?" he said with a eyebrow raised. Low key this nigga asking me like I'm his girl but it's cool ig he probably just concerned

"to help Chris he drunk af and breaking shit."

"he a grown man he cool."

I chuckled " you right but I'm a grown woman and I'm cool to." I walked out the door he pissed me off a bit but whatever. I hopped in my car and headed to Chris house

As I was driving I looked in my mirror to see a car following me it wasn't sages well I don't think tbh Idek if the car was following me but it felt like it I turned the corner and it turned the other way as if it felt like I was hip to what was going on. I shrugged it off and went into Chris house

The fool had the Damn door unlocked and shit. As soon as I walked in I was greeted by the smell of boose and broken glass under my feet

" Chris!" No response

" Chris where yo ass at?" Still no response I made sure the door was locked cause at the moment I was getting a little scared I begin to walk through the glass covered living room when I passed the basement I heard a piano playing I pushed the door open

"chris?" I clicked on the lights leading down and walked down the steps into the studio/ basement he had set up I looked around to see Chris playing the piano to one of his songs while drinking if I'm not mistaken it was supposed to be Drunk Texting but this fool is waisted.

I walked over and grabbed the bottle he hopped up angry but he fell. I shook my head and went to the bathroom to pour it out . While I was doing so I felt arms snake around me and hot ass stank ass alcohol breath reached my nose

"baby Ik you missed me."

"Chris get off me your breath stinks" he got of me and went back towards the piano

"see imma sing my way back to your heart." But before he made it he threw up in the middle of the floor and fell in the shit .

" omfg " it was kinda cute that he missed me so much but that throw up shit is nasty af. I went and helped him up and helped him up the steps which since we where in the basement we also had to go up another set to get to his room in the process where he threw up again on me... I laid him in his bed and took off my shirt cause it was foul and covered in vomit I ran him a bath and stripped him out of his clothes

This man's body is deadly. His tattoos made my mouth water like I haven't had sex in a month or two but that's another topic. I put him in the tub and washed his lil curls cuz it also had puke in it I washed him up a bit and gave him the towel to do the rest after I smelt soap all over him I handed him a dry towel and some boxers and helped him back to the bed like I'm kinda scared cause he drunk about 4 bottles or more

He could be suffering from alcohol poisoning. I laid him and bed and he was instantly out. I got in the guest bedroom shower and scrubbed myself almost raw to get the stench off me I put on some Nike shorts and a sports bra with some slides and a pair of mixed match fuzzy socks and went to clean up all the mess he had made.

Just a lil something....

Mickey a real one