My Crazy Ex

OBJECTION!

CHRIS POV
All I could think about was Robyn. I wanted I know where she was and I wanted to see her, but they wouldn't let me.

She was in a lot of trouble this time. If charges were pressed, Robyn wouldn't be able to leave Nevada.

Robyn had been so happy and so hopeful about our future. Now look at us. This wasn't the way this day was supposed to go at all.

I couldn't help but think about what those women were telling her in her cell. I knew Kae would stop at nothing to ruin things between me and Robyn.

But the more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

Draya fucking Michelle. That bitch.

I remember the day I left her crazy ass screaming and crying in that hospital room. I'd given her everything I possibly could to make her dream as a model become a reality.

I connected her to my friends in the industry and even put her on the fashion scene. Draya couldn't dress for shit, not in her own. Without me or a stylist, she was just another pretty girl on the street.

It would take more than just looks to become a model. Draya didn't have IT. So I had to show her what "it" was, then supply her with what it was.

She was the first girl I had been with since Karrueche and at the first sign of trouble she sided with that bitch.

She took the woman I made her and tried to leave me. I would be DAMNED if I let someone I created leave me. I made her who she was and I took it all away.

I remember I injecting her with a paralytic drug after she came home. She was so wasted she barely knew what was happening.

She couldn't move her body and she could barely focus on me.

I sliced at her chest, forcibly removing the implants I had bought for her. I sliced at her stomach where I had planned on planting my seed. And I sliced up her face. She didn't deserve the beauty I supplied her with if she couldn't respect me.

She deserved to die.

The only thing I ever regretted about he whole situation was going back for her. When I went back I should have killed her. She never should have lived past that night.

I never should have let Chris take control.

DRAKE POV
I had been watching Chris closely for the last few minutes. He was radiating fury and rage. It was starting to effect the whole room.

"Chris..." I approached him cautiously.

He didn't look like he did in the wedding chapel. It kind of felt like... What's that story? With the evil and the murder... Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, that's what it felt like.

One minute he was happy and smiling, probably thinking about Robyn, then the second something about his face changed. It was like he was the embodiment of pure evil.

"Mr. Brown," I said with a firmer voice.

I could feel my skin crawl as his gazed fell upon me. He had a sickening evil about his state.

Suddenly his eyes softened and his shoulders relaxed from their tense position.

He shook his head then focused in on me. "I'm sorry I was just.." He looked as if he was trying desperately to wrap his mind around his last few minutes. "I was just thinking about today."

"Oh, yeah? What about it?"

"What do you think?" He scoffed. "I don't know this Draya woman, I don't know why you and Mel are backing Kae, and I don't know where my wife is. I'm being falsely accused of mutilation and the only person that believes me is locked in some cell. They're probably poisoning her against me."