Come Back to Reality

Chapter 8:

India's POV

Last night, Tyga and I was about to have sex.....but we didn't. I wasn't sure when my birth control shot was gonna wear off and I don't trust condoms AT ALL! I'm still fucking 18...too damn young for kids. I need to start taking those damn pills.

Tyga has a son, King Cairo Nguyen. I'm wasn't gonna come around him until I met Chyna, the baby's momma. We met last night and had an INSTANT connection...imma introduce her to my girls...that's some special shit. I don't bring no stupid shit around them because we hate wasting time. She's 21, too. I wonder if she knows Crys.

"Babe, I'm going sit with Crys," I told Tyga with a peck on the lip.

" Iight. I got alot to talk about with Chris, anyway. Don't forget about your doctor's appointment as soon as we get off the plane."

Ty is so damn goofy. When he referred to me getting my pills, he started licking his lips and playing with his nipple.

I was laughing so hard.

"Boy, bye!" We kissed and parted our separate ways.

******

"I see you and Chris been getting hella close....too close. What y'all been up to? Don't even lie, your hickies still redder than a muthafucka."

Crystal smiled.

"All you need to know is that we fucking with each other."

India started to act deaf. "Huh, what you say? You fucking each other?"

"Hahahahaha. Yes! He was the best one to lose my virginity to. He loves me already and I love him, too."

"So you copped a nigga? A nigga worth a million dollars and more than that many girls on his dick!"

"Yeah. He makes me feel prettier...and don't forget to tell me about Tyga. You guys been together all damn night."

"When the plane lands, I'm going to the doctor to get pills. It's too much worrying for the shots and I trust no muthafucking condom...so no, we didn't have sex."

"Tyga going with you?"

"No. I want you to go."

"Alright. I need a refill anyway. Chris starting to be bitchy about it."

"I don't blame him. You 21 and he's 23. You guys still too young."

"I know. I gotta call and make an appointment real quick."

"They take walk-ins."

"OK."

Chris showed up.

Chris: Hey, India. Can you sit with Ty, I gotta talk to Crystal.

India: Spit it out.

Chris kissed his teeth.

Crystal: India. Please?

India: Iight, but yo ass owe me.

Crystal: I gotchu.

******

Crystal's POV

"Damn. Her ass IS aggressive," Chris said.

"I told you."

"Remember the paparazzi taking pictures when you was yelling at Hakeem?" He hated to even say his name.

"Yeah."

"It's all over the internet. When the plane land, I need you to lay low."

"I'm going to the doctor when we land."

"THE FUCK FOR?" Chris said in an anguished whisper.

"For some-fucking-more pills. You want kids?"

"Iight. After that, you can't go out."

"What you mean can't?"

"I don't need anymore bad publicity right now, that's why you CAN'T."

"So what am I gonna do?"

He sighed, then said, "I don't know. We're staying in a condo with India and Ty, you can be with India...unless you wanna come to rehearsal."

"I'll stay with India."

"OK."

******* 7 Mins. Later *******

"Are you embarrassed of me?"

"No. Why would you think that?"

"I don't know....... I want you to announce it to the world."

"I did. On Instagram AND Twitter."

"When?"

"Last night. I took a picture of you."

"I wanna see!"

He pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of me sleeping and the caption said: My little Chihuahua, Crystal.

I smiled, gave him a kiss, told him that I love him, then leaned on him, dreaming of sweet dreams.

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