Fatal Addiction [discontinued]

Chapter 26

Kayla

"Chrissssss," I whined out of breath, "why you gotta take your anger out on me?"

"Shut yo ass up. You know you liked it, the way you was screaming my name." I giggled and waved him off.

He tore my shit up and I don't even know why. I just know when Chris is angry or upset. That was straight up angry sex.

"So are you still gonna take me to the clinic?" I asked because most likely, he forgot that he even said he was going to.

He checked the time, "Oh shit, I forgot. Well we still got a little bit of time if you wanna go."

"Nigga, I can barely walk right with the way you was fucking me!"

He smirked at me causing me to roll my eyes and bust out in a fit of laughter. This nigga so damn cocky. But I really did wanna go see what the gender was. My legs were just too weak to even hold me up right now and I'm pretty sure the clinic is gonna close soon.

"Can you just take me tomorrow?"

"I fucked you up that bad?" He chuckled with a look of accomplishment on his face.

"Nope, I'm just lazy." I replied knowing damn well that wasn't the reason. I'm surprised my thighs ain't bruised from how hard he was hitting it from the back.

"Don't be doing that shit no more Chris. Take your anger out on your little girlfriend."

He smacked his lips and scooted over on the far edge of the bed we were on. I laughed because I always knew how to get him mad. He has a short ass temper so it's easy.

I cuddled up on top of him but he kept pushing me away at first. He so petty.

"You don't want me laying on you no more?" I looked up at him with a low smirk on my face.

"I swear you be making me mad on purpose." He finally stopped struggling to stop me from laying on him and put his arms around my shoulder. I knew he was frontin' that's all this nigga do.

Like when he was with India saying he didn't wanna be with me. If he really didn't wanna be with me, we wouldn't even be here in this situation right now.

"Stop whining. You a big ass baby!" I laughed and got comfortable on top of him.

He chuckled, "Oh really? I thought I was daddy. I mean... who was just screaming it not even 30 minutes ago?"

I gasped and slapped his chest. I swear he has no kind of filter whatsoever.

Hearing his phone vibrate, he reached over and grabbed it from the night stand before putting in his password and checking it. I heard him smack his lips and sigh heavily before he locked it back up and got up from under me.

He started putting on a shirt and his sweats that he was wearing before we fucked. What the fuck?

"Where are you going?" I asked with a confused look on my face. How he gonna just up and leave me again?

He sighed, "Raye said that we need to talk."

I scoffed. So he's really gonna leave me here alone for that bitch? After he just fucked the shit out of me because of her.

"Look, I don't need no attitude from you Kay. I'll be back in a few." He said, grabbing his keys and phone before stuffing them in his pockets.

"Yeah right," I retorted with my arms folded across my chest.

He responded by walking out of his room and a couple of seconds later, I heard the front door close. I hate staying alone at his house because I'm afraid his mom might check in his room and cuss me out or something. I don't wanna have to go off on his mama.