Come Back to Reality

Chapter 6:

The rest of the day, we were packing. We went out to buy suitcases for me, I went home to get clothes, say goodbye to my family, then came back to the condo to help Chris pack. Because of double the work, we finished within 2 hours. We ordered Chinese food and Papa John's and watched TV for the rest of the day.

I didn't forget to take my pill and Chris kept making sure I did, just in case.

We were cuddling in the bed when he asked," Wanna go to the club?"

"Only if my girls can come."

"Alright. I'm sending a limo for them so get dressed."

"It's only 7. Why so early?"

"Because women take too damn long."

I laughed. "OK, babe."

We took a REAL shower together.....No bullshit. I decided to let my hair air dry, put on lotion, brush my teeth, and put on a black crop top, cargo colored high waisted shorts, and black heels. It was 8:30 when I was finished.

Morgan called and said, "We in the limo, bitch! We already turning up! Thank you, girl!"

"Hahahahaha. You welcome, boo. Since we leaving tomorrow, I wanted to set it off one more time for my girls."

Chris: Crys! Come on. The limo out here!

Morgan: I guess I'll talk to you later, ya bish. Bye, bae.

"Bye Morgan."

...........

"You don't wear makeup?"

"No. It makes you look older and I love to be natural." I started fluffing my naturally wild and curly hair. Mixed chicks do it better.

"Did you really mean what you said earlier?"

"What?"

"That you love me."

Without hesitation, he said, "Yeah. I love you. You fill something in me."

"You fill something in me, too," I said with a chuckle. "I love you, too, though."

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We arrived at the club to see the girls waiting on us. When we came inside, we went straight to he VIP section.

"This is the only time I'm gonna let you do this," Chris said, handing me weed and ciroc.

My girls and I downed that shit! Chris was staring at us like we were crazy.

Do My Dance by Tyga came on and we all got up. We were all twerking and popping and belly rolling. If you've ever see us, you'd know that our booty is WAYYY too big for that.

I started to give Chris a lapdance when Tyga came into OUR section. He and India INSTANTLY connected. She was hip rolling and shit on him. Bree and Brooke had a were self-respecting moms, but Morgan wanted to party, so she lit another blunt, smoked it up with Brooke and Bree, then went downstairs to dance on someone else.

"Ma, you look good," Tyga said, looking India up and down.

"I'm India."

He guided her outside and probably to the limo to do what it do.

Chris and I were laughing. I lit another blunt, passed it between Chris, Bree, Brooke, and I, and took shots from left to right.

My mind was going in and out, I lost control and threw my legs over Chris. He tried to push me away, but I started sucking on his neck. He didn't want his freaky side to come out, so he SMACKED my ass. When he saw that it wasn't working, he tickled me.

Brooke and Bree stared at us, making side jokes when Brooke said, "Crystal, what's wrong with your neck?"

Bree, being the second freakiest sister, after Morgan, pointed out that it was hickies. I was too drunk and high to care.

The club announced that it was closing early since it was Sunday. We all got into our limos and left, except India....I think her and Tyga were having a good time. If Chris thought I was aggressive, he needs to know about India. Tyga needs to know about India. It was me, Brooke, India, Morgan, then Bree, least to most aggressive.

India isn't the one night stand kinda girl. If you FUCK her, you fucking with her.