I fell in love with my maid.

chapter 11

Renèe

"Wow you look beautiful." Chris said as I came down the stairs.

"Thank you. You look good too." I complemented.

"Come one girl you know I always look good." We both laughed and walked towards the door.

"Okay boy whatever you say." I chuckled and walked out the house.

Chris followed behind, locked the door. I then followed him to the car he wants us to use and to my guess he decided on a Bentley, wow.

Ion wanna lie I was nervous as fuck. It was like I'm gonna shit myself or something cause I'm not ready for all of this. I just wanna bury myself in a shallow grave and come out once everything is all over, but I cant, I have to deal with all this shit going on. Boy I was sweating, you'd swear my makeup was running down my face and the more Chris kept speeding up this car the more I was sweating.

I think he knew that I was feeling like shit cause he held on to my hand so tight kinda letting me know that everything is going to be okay but that didnt help a bit but I gotta pretend. As we got closer and closer to the restuarant the more I felt my anxiety build up, it was like I'm gonna vomit. I really don't wanna do this.

"Hey hey, Renèe, baby you'll be okay, I'm here I'm not gonna leave you." Chris said.

I nodded while I was letting my tears run down my face. I really cant do this but I'm gonna keep myself together and make Chris happy, maybe seeing him happy will make me happy, I just hope.

We got out the car and paparazzi was already on my face asking me ridiculous questions about my face or the sex tape or if I did that on purpose just for clout or I'm doing all this so I can be closer to Chris so I can steal him from Kae. I just kept my head down and walked forward. We got in the restaurant and went to our reserved table. We ordered our food and drinks and the waitress left. I tried avoiding eye contact with the people that were here but it was obviously hard, everyone kept staring, flashes would pop out of nowhere, when people pass our table they call out hoe, or slut, or thot, or a thirsty bitch, or even laugh. I tried ignoring them silly comments but it was so fucken hard.

"Hey ignore them." Chris said holding my hand.

I fake smiled and nodded my head. The waitress came with our food and drinks and Chris and I started talking and that kinda helped cause it distracted me from all the bullshit that was going on. And I spoke too soon.

Chris' phone dinged indicating that he has received a message. I saw him lit up his eyes then looked at me. I looked at him confused, like nigga 'wassup?' I saw him swallow this huge lump down his throat.

"Give it." I said to him.

"I dont think that's a great idea Renèe."

"I think it'll be a great idea Chris, so give me your phone."

"Really Renèe you don..." I cut in.

"Chris give me the damn phone." He was pissing me off.

He let in and gave me his phone and to be honest he was right it wasn't the right idea.

ANOTHER SEX TAPE!!!!!

Why the fuck is Sean doing this to me? By me leaving him he gon do me like this? The Lord ain't with me right now.

I stormed out the restuarant I dont know where I was going but I wanted to leave, I wanna die I cant take this humiliation any longer. This is ruining my family's name and our reputation.

I felt a hand grabbing my hand, I turned around and it was Chris. He looked hurt. He pulled me close to him and let it all out. He held me for a good minute and then let go of me. He wiped away my tears and kissed my forehead, he walked me back to the car and the car ride back to his house was complete silence. I silently cried until we arrived at our destination. I quickly ran out and ran to my room and Chris was right behind me. As I was shutting the door he stopped me from doing that. He got in and again gave me hug.