Down For You

Chapter Four

He was there through the good and out
He was there when you ain't have nothin
He was there through the struggles
How you take a lil bit and stop fuckin' wit em?
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I've been feeling like shit lately, and I honestly all I think about is Chresanto. I just don't get it though, why are we so worried about each other and we just met?

I sat on the couch smoking a weak blunt, thinking about my life. I haven't had cocaine since....a fucking long time, because Neither of us have money.

We've both been on edge lately, fighting, then having make up sex, smoking, and repeat. I haven't talked to Chris since he picked up Royalty that day, I've been ignoring his calls, I haven't been too work, I haven't been doing anything but wasting my life.

I'm literally fucked up....

I got off the couch and finished my blunt. I went inside my bedroom to see Cario on the bed with my phone reading my messages.

Me and Chris messages to be exact.

"What are you doing!" I yelled frantically, I know he would find something unacceptable

He turned his attention to me and from his facial expression I could tell he was beyond pissed.

"I don't know Chris, I plan on leaving him soon." he read out loud. "Should I call the police." he continued.

"That was like weeks ago I swear." I said still glued in my tracks. he threw my phone at the wall causing it the crush into million of pieces.

"You think I'm stupid huh? you tryna leave me?" he said walking up to me.

"No." I gulped, he grabbed my shoulder and slung me into the corner.

I yelped out in pain, holding the back of my head, he stepped closer to me and started punching me blow after blow.

I blocked my face with my hands, but it was no use, my nose was now leaking and my lip was busted, and I probably have an black eye.

I started to cry, when he wouldn't stop and I finally worked up enough courage to get him off of me. I kick him in between his and scrambled to my feet, I hurried to the living room and searched from the keys when I found them I hurried out the door and started the car.
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I finally arrived to Chris' house and put the car in park. My nose finally stopped bleeding, and the sticky red substance was now dried up on my hands and clothes, I looked like I just escaped from hell. I got out the car and unlocked the door to Chris' fairly large house. We had keys to each other's houses for situations like this.

I walked inside his house, it looked empty from what I've seen.

"Chris- Christopher, Christopher." My voice cracked. I walked up the steps, "Chris." I called again not receiving a reply

I could not find him at all

I checked this whole house, I started walking down the steps and almost out the door when I bumped into someone, Chresanto to be exact.

He was the last person I wanted to see right now. I quickly looked down trying to avoid eye contact.

But we all know that failed, he tilted my chin up. his eyes were screaming 'didn't I tell you' but the words never came out his mouth. He took me upstairs to the nearest bathroom and began to clean my face.

"I thought you were smarter than this." was the only thing he said, he was quiet the rest of the time.When he finished, we just stared at each other for awhile. "I can buy you a hotel for the night or however long." he offered, I sighed. "You don't have to, it was only an accident, he didn't mean to hurt me." I lied.

Chresanto frowned, "Is that what he tells you?" he chuckled putting away the stuff he used to clean me up back into the cabinets.

"He loves me and I love him, we're both human and we both make mistakes."

He let out a laugh and turned back to me. "This is not love. He doesn't treat you right, I can treat you better than he can." he said now inches away from my face.

I was speechless, I had nothing left to say. We pulled away from each other when we heard the door slam, it must be Christopher.

I walked around Chresanto and walked towards the steps, I'm not going to lie Chres had my hormones going crazy as of now. I checked myself in a nearby hallway mirror

Horrible , i thought to myself.

I walked down the steps to see Chris and Royalty, he we holding tons of teddy bears, popcorn, and cotton candy, royalty had a set of Minnie mouse ears too. the must've went to Disney world.

"Cass what are you doing here." he questioned, setting the treats on the dinning room table. he hadn't seen my face yet cause i hadn't looked at him. I looked at me feet. "What I'm not welcome anymore?"
"Never that, I just wasn't expecting to see you.?whats good?" he asked. I shook my head as of saying "Damn, I thought that nigga chres would've been here by now." He complained. I pointed upstairs,"He's up there." Chris jogged up the steps.

I know Chris is gonna be mad when he finds out Cario hit me but-

"So he's hitting you now?!" Chris yelled, making me jump.

I guess Chresanto told him.

I was silent.

"I told you Cass, didn't I tell you? But you just don't listen." He said, now pacing the room.

"It was-wasn't on purpose! it was an accident.....I-I told you it wasn't his fault!" I yelled back. He grabbed his car keys.

"He has you fucked up, and it's disgusting." was the last thing he said before leaving.

I immediately started crying. I'm a weak person, I can't take anything, I'm not even mentally stable.

"Cassie?" Chresanto stood in front of me with his hands shoved in his pockets. I scoffed, "What!?" I asked harshly.

"Stop stressing yourself out."

I got myself together but refused to look at him, "ima bout' to go get something to eat, you hungry." he asked.

"No." I replied bluntly, I dismissed myself from Chresanto, and ignored royalty who held her arms up, awaiting to be picked up.

I continued up the stairs into one of the many guest rooms Chris had. I laid down on the satin bed spread and took in everything that happened today. My boyfriend attacked me, a boy I've only met for a week has configured some type feelings for me, and my Bestfriend is mad at me, very mad at me.

But out of all these things my mind still trailed back to Chresanto, he probably thinks I'm a weak excuse for a woman.

"ugh!" I scream into a pillow. He was so nice to me, I always fuck up good things, he was definitely a good thing. He was perfect in every way, his voice, he body,- just everything.

I ended up drifting to sleep afterwards.