Victoria
I woke up on my soft satin sheets, but something was different. I could still feel the warmth of Chris' lips on my bandaged cut.
And Chris' body was laying right next to me and his breathing was slow and steady. I placed my hand on his tattooed chest and felt his heart beating fast but soft.
His hot skin warmed my fingertips as I shifted my hands towards his forehead.
My lips kissed his forehead gently and I got up to use the bathroom.
I reached in the dresser and grabbed some clothes and head into the shower.
I grabbed my shampoo and decided to wash this bird's nest that I call hair.
I get out of the relaxing shower and get dressed. Chris was still asleep, so I decided to quietly make my way to the kitchen without waking him up.
But that failed because he sprung up from the bed and grabbed me by my waist, holding me close to his torso.
"Where you going, pretty lady?" Chris says, placing his chin in the crook of my neck.
I laughed quietly.
"I'm just getting a snack, babe."
"Well, if you're doing that, can you get me a bag of chips?" Chris asks goofily.
I giggle.
"Sure, baby. Anything for you." I kiss his cheek and walk out the door.
I walk downstairs and go in the kitchen. I go to the pantry and look in the shelves. I see the bags of chips and grab a bag for Chris. I look on the lower shelves and grab a granola bar for myself. Then I go to the fridge for a drink.
I grab a water bottle and head back upstairs.
When I walk back in the room, Chris had turned on the TV. He must've been channel surfing because it was on my mom's favorite news station, Channel 4: News Tonight.
Chris was in the shower, so I decided to set his snack down on the nightstand.
I began to eat my snack when a certain story was on the news.
I turned the volume up as the story was getting interesting.
The news reporter was just getting started.
"New developing story this evening:
A grave digger was seen retrieving the body of a unknown female. He was spotted at the Mayfield Cemetery with a accomplice wearing a clown outfit and a red afro wig. Witnesses who noticed the crime suspected that the suspicious grave digger was none other than famous RnB singer, Chris Brown.
As shown by this still photograph, the suspected Mr. Brown is seen wearing a black hood covering his face, but his tattoed wrists are seen lifting the body shaped bag into the trunk of his car.
If anyone can locate the singer, please call the authorities and bring this beloved criminal to justice."
My hands were shaking and my heart was pounding when I saw my baby's name plastered across the screen. I paused the TV and stood in front of the bathroom door shaking.
At that moment, Chris had came out the shower soaking and he had a towel wrapped around his lower half.
I just stood there tapping my foot and pointed to the screen in silence.
Chris's eyes had began to widen and he pushed past me to get closer to the screen.
He studied the screen and then looked back at me in worry.
"Hey! Don't look at me! You're the one who stole my body!" I was having mixed emotions. I was scared, angry, and sad all at the same time.
"But I didn't know that they would make this a serious matter, Vick! I'm a criminal!" My eyes began to water as the words "criminal" escaped Chris's lips.
"Babe, don't cry. We'll get out of this somehow." Chris tried to comfort me as I sobbed silently.
Chris brought me into a side hug and I laid my head in the crook of his neck as tears rolled down my cheeks.
Please God. Hear my prayer. Keep Chris and I safe. I need you to help us. I'm praying for you to protect all of us.
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Hours Later....
There was a loud pounding at the door as Chris, Mijo, and I had dinner.
I began to get up, but Chris stopped me and insisted to answer it himself.
I sat back down as he raced to the door.
"Who is it?" Chris shouts.
"Open up, it's the police! We'd like to speak to Christopher Brown, please!"
Chris looked at Mijo and I with wide eyes.
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Oh no! The police showed up! What is Chris gonna do?
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My Female Frankenstein || Chris Brown Fanfic || ON HOLD
FanfictionChris decides to visit colleges and his first stop is NYU. There, he meets 22-year-old Victoria Simon and they fall in love. But will a tragedy make Chris defy nature to save his love or will he have to face reality?
