My Life Be Like : Part 2 : Atlanta Edition..

Chapter 61 -

Aniyah's POV -

             Once I got home all I could do was cry. I don't know what else to do. I knew I was wrong for cheating on Chris again, but I think he took it to far. It's partially my fault, because I know I keep forgetting Chris's pills and I keep testing him.

                  I walked into the bathroom to look at myself. All I had was a tiny cut on the inside of my lip. My nose kinda stung, but that would be fine. I heard my phone ringing. I rolled my eyes, it was probably Chris. Ever since I left Ty & Chyna's house he's been blowing my phone up. I walked over to my phone and picked it up. It was ... Dymond.

"Hello ?" I answered.

"Hey Aniyah, this is Dymond, since the cops can't find Chris anywhere & I know he has an anger issue, I'm just gonna drop the charges.. Actually, I did this morning, so yeah." She said.

"Thank you, Dymond. I'm so sorry that happened to you." I said still crying.

"Aniyah, I have a question."

"Yes ?"

"Has Chris ever ... hit you ?" She asked.

                      I just broke down.

"I-it happened this m-morn-ning, I don't even remember what happened, I just know my lip was bleeding." I said.

"Oh my God, are you alright ?" She asked.

"Yeah. I'm straight." I said.

"Well, I'm sorry any of this happened, I guess I was so jealous of seeing you happy with Chris, that I just lied trying to split you apart, but after what happened I learned my lesson. I'm sorry. Goodbye." And with that she hung up.

                 I dialed Chris's number. After 1 ring he answered.

"Baby, I'm so sorry, please don't leave me, I didn-" I interrupted him.

"The charges were dropped this morning." I said.

"So I can come home ?" He asked enthusiastically.

"Mhm."

"Can you come pick me and Brelyn up ?" He asked.

"I'll be outside in 10 minutes, Chris." I said.

"Okay. I love y-" He started and I hung up.

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10 MINUTES LATER :

             Chris walked to the car, with his stuff in one arm and Brelyn in the other. He opened the door and put Brelyn in his carseat & buckled him in. He put his clothes and stuff in the back, then came up front.

              Once I looked at him, I broke down. You guys might think I'm being over-dramatic, but Chris knows in the past I was beaten and raped. That's why it hits such a soft spot, because Chris was supposed to be my protector.