Two people, on two different waves in life. An icon who is desperately trying to reinvent himself. While this overlooked prodigy is forced to come out of her shell to help this arrogant superstar remind people exactly who the hell he is!
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Savon
From one disastrous friend hooked on a habit, on to another. And just like Zara, I was at a loss for what I'm supposed to do. How can you help someone who doesn't see they have a problem? This was the downpour phase of the storm I mentioned prior when I first seen Chris with that little black bag. I can only hope that this all clears exposing the light he needs to come out of this.
His house was beautiful, it was a shame that under these circumstances this was the first I laid my eyes on it. Chris led me to his bedroom, it was clean and well kept. He dived into the bed and pulled me down in motion with him.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? I'm worried about you falling asleep."
"I was high Savon, I don't have a concussion." Chris spoke calmy as he placed his arm around my back.
"So! What does that mean? Don't act like that shit can't have an adverse effect on you."
"I'll call somebody to come through with an IV drip. But for now, I just want to sleep."
"How can you talk like this is a regular Tuesday for you? You don't have real ass friends if these niggas think this is okay for you to go through! This ain't being intoxicated Chris, you could have died!" An arrange of emotions seeped out, but I didn't yet kick on the waterworks.
"But I didn't," Chris said as he pulled me to sit on top of him. Chris fixed his position to lean up from the bed so he could hold me. "I'm not going nowhere, I promise you that."
"Don't say that, I heard those words twice in my life already. Those people aren't here today. You playing a dangerous game, for what? Tell me, what is this shit worth to you that the risk is too good for you to care about your life?"
Chris pressed his forehead against mine as he tried to calm my thoughts down. "I swear, I'm not going nowhere no time soon. You got to trust me when I say that I want to talk to you about this, I didn't want to hide it. But I can't bring myself to speak on all this shit right now. Besides my kids, I just want to enjoy your presence right now. I miss the fuck out of you, I don't care to admit it. Look at how this shit came together for you to be here with me. All I want to do right now is go the hell to sleep and wake up and see you still here. Please, can you give me that?"
I confirmed with a head nod yes, Chris gave me a kiss that made me feel completely enamored. I miss this the most, his intimacy made me feel secure. He rested his forehead again on mine, but I wanted more of him. I lifted his head up to look at me then kissed him. I didn't go all in, but I made him feel he was missed. When I thought I was finished, I went in for another. When I gave him his lips back, I embraced him tight. Chris clenched tight to me, his arms extending up over my shoulders. He smooched my neck repeatedly before laying me down.
Through it all, he found time to sleep. Chris slept for hours, to the point where I woke up and watched him sleep for a little while. I grew hungry and knew likely he had to be too, when I tried to ease out the bed, I seemed to have woke him up.
