1 month later... Chris POV Manager: fucking killed it man! That's a wrap everyone! Chris: yea thanks man. I just finished Don't Judge Me music video and there's a lot of controversy since Bey and I decided to split. We've been sharing Ro back and forth and I moved in to my moms house for some time until I figure my shit out. And turns out, the divorce paper we signed a while ago actually has a mistake on it and we have to resign it. So technically we still married. I gotta go meet Bey up at court later to sign. Manager: and these ladies right here is Becky and Jolene. And many more-ladies! A whole bunch of girls came over and they were "fans". I ain't touch nor talk to any woman since Bey and I split. And I don't plan on it for a while. Still hurtin. They all rub up on me and are tryin their best to show me they "love" me. Chris: man fuck you! Manager: excuse you? Chris: you think I give 2 fucks about all these hoes? Manager: Chris! The fuck you being a pussy for? Get some man. Fuck some women. You and Beyonce were never meant to be! Fuck her! She probably on some one di- My anger flares and I attack Rich, my manager. He punches back and my crew comes and splits us up. Chris: you're fucking fired! Don't you ever talk about my woman like that! Trey: yo *pulling Chris back slowly* hey man alright alright. Damn, you made him bleed crazy. Cmon man, let's go to yo room. Just cool off man. I walk twoards my dressin room and my brothas wait as I change real quick. As I strip down to just my boxers, I look up in the mirror and see some hoe pop out of a dark corner. This bitch is butt ass naked. Chris: get the fuck out! Woman: not even for this wet pussy? She struts over and rubs her pussy. I look around to try and find some clothes for her to go out in, incase anyways sees and think I was fuckin. I grab a plain white robe and throw it at her. Chris: put this on, I can't have people thinkin nothin. She takes the robe from my hands and she throws it and pushes her self on me. She is a baddie tho, nice body. And she's soaking wet. She almost kinda looks like Bey. She kisses my neck and slides her hand under my boxers and I almost give in. She puts my hand on her pussy as she's pressing me with her body against the wall. I was about to slide my finger in until I feel reality set back in. I'm going crazy without Beys touch. God I miss her so bad. I can't remember the last time I laughed and smiled. And god sex. I miss her body. I miss her laugh and her smile. I miss her. I push this bitch off of me. 2 hours later... Beys POV I'm at court and impatiently waiting for Chris's ass. I really hoping he ain't out there gettin bitches and possibly one gettin pregnant. I ain't even look at a man since we split. Suddenly, the doors bust open and he comes in joggin. Judge: late Mr. Brown. Chris: I'm sorry your honor. Work got hectic He sits down and we stare at eachother.
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Our moms are both here and Ro is with the sitter. We look back and they're both wheeping. They felt obligated to come for our support. Judge: alright, well, the last time we were all here were for divorce and custody rights. Christopher Brown gets to see Royalty Brown Mondays-Wednesdays and Beyonce Knowles-Brown will have her for the remainder of the days for the week. Our moms sob louder in the background and we're tryna hold our tears in the best we can ourselves. We go through and the paper work and listen to what the judge says. We get to the final paper and we get up and move to the table that one of the officers put it on. I take the pen and I stare at the paper. Rethinking everything. I look back up and look at Chris crying softly. I cry hard and I throw the pen. When I look at him, I know times have been rough and I'm and off therapy, but I still love him. Even when we argue, he still takes care of me and is such a great father to Royalty. I grab the side of Chris's face. Bey: I love you. I'm still in love with you Chris! Everyone: thank god! Chris: you still do? Bey: of course *he wipes her tears and grabs her face gently* I wasn't sure what to make of what we've been through but, I can't break apart from you. It hurts me! I need you Chris! I need you in my life! Chris: thank god baby, cause I could never stop lovin you! You and Ro are my everything! I can't breath without being with you both. Judge: but if I but in, what happens when you guys argue again and decide this divorce should've been done? Bey: but what if it works out? Maybe we can give counseling another shot? Chris: I'll do whatever it takes baby. Moms: thank god!!! 3 hours later... Bey: yesss Chrissss!!! *climax* Chris: *climax with her* ugh baby! Damn Bey: I love you *catching breath* Chris: I love you too *kiss* We lay in bed and look up at the mirror on the ceiling. Bey: Think we made Ro a little sibling now? Chris: oh I'm sure we did. 9 months later... And yes we sure did. Aeoko Brown. Chris and I are stronger than ever with a lot more consistent therapy sessions and now that we have a new born, it's only bonding us stronger together. 😇
