Chapter Eighteen : F**kin' Problems

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Lotus lie in bed while Chris was in the shower. She didn't think it was unusual for him to have gotten home as late as he did. She just assumed that he was with the guys all night. She knew he couldn't have cheated. That's what she thought.

Lotus had a text from an unknown number. She had no idea as to who it was. She contemplated on whether or not to look at it. She decides to and was stunned. That message contained photos. Photos of Chris and another woman. Another message sent and it read.

10:53 a.m- I fucked another one your men again bitch!

She knew exactly who it was now. The same woman who was the reason why Liam and her had broke up. Erin. That made her blood boil ,but she still couldn't jump to conclusions. The pictures weren't any proof. It was just pictures of them talking. She didn't like that they made any contact, but it was no proof they fucked. So she wouldn't confront Christopher about anything.

"What's wrong with you?" Chris asked laying spraying on his Calvin Klein cologne. She had not noticed his present being to deep into thought. He was already dressed and everything. Where was he going? He had just got home a few hours ago.

"Nothing. Where are you going? I thought we has plans for today." Chris forgot all about their plans. He cursed under his breath and turned to face Lotus.

"I'm sorry baby, but I can't today. I got stuff to do. Ya know with me getting signed to the record label and stuff. Maybe some other time." He really did have to go meet up with the people from the label and his manager, but afterwards he was totally free. But he was going to spend that time Erin. He was hooked on her.

"Yeah. Some other time." She mumbled.

"I texted your wife." Erin muttered. Chris took a hit lot his blunt.

"Why the fuck would you do that for?" Chris scoffed. Erin looked at him like he had five heads.

"Did you not say you would leave her for me?" She had took Liam from Lotus and thought she was taking Chris. But nah.

"I was drunk, I was talking out of my ass. I ain't leaving her for nobody. You just good to fuck."

"So I'm a side chick?"

"I'm not even giving you that title." He chuckled. Erin rolled her eyes and sat up.

"Nothings funny, Chris."

"You're right. It's fucking hilarious." He laughed even louder.

"You can leave now."

"That's fine with me then bitch. Don't text my girl ever again or I'm killing yo dumb ass." He threatened.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No. I'm telling you what's gonna happen if you text Lotus. Do it and I promise I will slice your fucking throat."

Erin sat there dumbfounded. That all left after a moment. She want scared of him. He want you g to do anything to her. That's what she thought tho. She sent Lotus a text along with a video. That video was of Erin and Chris from last night back at the hotel.

"He ain't gone do shit." She said aloud.

"What the hell is this!?" Lotus yelled as Chris walked in the house. He took a look at the video on her phone if him and Erin.

"What the hell does it look like? I'm not in the mold right now Lotus get the fuck on." He pushed her out of his way. She couldn't believe what she had heard. And he said it with no emotion like it was nothing.

"Forget it. I'm leaving."

"You not going nowhere so just stop." He chuckled. What was so amusing? She walked upstairs and grabbed her bag. Chris blocked her way.

"Chris move."

"No. Go put yo shit back down. You ain't boutta go nowhere. How do I have to explain it to you?"

"You don't have to explain shit now move." He sighed and picked her up , leaning forward against the wall so she was trapped. He lay his ahead in the crook of her neck.

"I'm sorry Liane." He called her bye her middle name whenever they had fights like this.

He really liked her, even developed a sense of love for her even though psychopath's cant love. But he could feel a sense of empathy for her.

Chris wasn't just diagnosed with bipolar disorder, but also psychopathy. That is the disorder no one knows about. He refused to tell that one. He also refused to tell he ran out of his medication a week ago.

Because he has it under control...somewhat...

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Another plot twist. Nobody saw that one.
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