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Banging at our door woke me from a good sleep. Right when Drake was confessing his feelings for me, I just had to be interrupted.
I reached over towards the nightstand to check my phone, seeing that it read three in the morning. If Mylen wakes up I might have to kill whoever it is.
I grumpily slung my foot around the side of the bed and made my way towards the bathroom to brush my teeth. They can wait.
"One second!" I shouted with a mouthful of toothpaste. But, the forceful banging never came to a stop. They are going to wake the other guest if they keep at it.
Once I'd swiftly brushed my teeth, I walked to the front door with an attitude.
Yanking it open, I was prepared to snap.
"What in the hell is wr-"
Christopher shot inside not bothering to speak to me.
"Well hello Maleah, how was your day?" I shut and locked the door before following him into the living area.
I hadn't spoken to him since the spa night. Two days have passed since then.
"She's fucking crazy." Chris spat as he paced the room. This didn't seem like him.
He was half dressed. No shirt, Bape shorts with his Tommy Hilfiger boxers revealed. He wore some Nike socks and only had on one shoe. He look like a crazed sociopath and I was a little scared. Especially since I'd had that dream.
"W-what are you talking about?" I kept some distance between the two of us.
"She's gonna fucking win custody now! I just know it." He punched the wall biting down so hard on his lip that I thought it would bleed.
"C'mon Chris, let's go to your room okay?" I spoke softly as if I was talking to a child. I didn't even understand what was going on and I didn't want him to wake my baby.
He hesitated before reluctantly nodding, taking my hand in his. I made sure Mylen was still asleep before locking the door behind me.
"I need my daughter Leah." He told me as we walked down the stairs to get to the lower level.
"I know."
"If they switch up and give her custody I know she's not gonna let me see her. I fucking know it." I realized that his eyes were a bit darker. This was really taking a toll on him.
Once we got to door 106, which was wide open, I helped him inside and placed him on the couch.
"The judge emailed me saying he wanted to go over more information and shit. He said we need to make another court date."
I nodded, not really having anything to say to him. I couldn't give him any guidance because I had never been in this type of predicament.
"She had to tell them something." He ranted."Something she could use against my ass." He must be talking about his baby mother.
He was getting angrier by the second. Chris stood back to his feet and began pacing again.
"I hate that bitch!"
"Where is Roy?" I asked randomly. She wasn't any where to be found. Plus, this revolved around her.
"Sent her with Summer." He mumbled sort of fanning me off.
Summer.
I felt... jealous for some reason. Why send her with that bitch?
"I really just don't wanna loose Roy." He fell back onto the couch. I could tell he was beginning to calm down a little.
