SEQUEL TO JUST FRIENDS BUT NOT FOREVER: No Longer Friends, But Lovers

Chapter 2

I paced back and forth across the living room, hoping that by some chance Chris would get here before my mom did. When I heard the doorbell ring a few minutes later, my heart started beating so fast I thought it would pop out of my chest. I lifted a shaky hand and drew in a long breath as I reached for the doorknob. I slowly turned it, and I heard it click. I pulled it open, flinching at the sight of my mom and hoping she wouldn't just burst out screaming. Well, I might as well have wished I lived on Mars. It wasn't going to happen.

CHRIS POV

I got in my car after I got off the phone with Kylie. My hands gripped the steering wheel as I tried to get my own grip on reality. I. Had. A daughter. A daughter! I was still going to get blood work done, but I knew she was mine. She looked too much like me, and the time period was too exact. Robyn would have only been a week or two pregnant when we broke up. I knew she took a short break from her singing career after that, and she could've had the baby by then and kept it hidden from the public. And me. I shook with anger. She couldn't tell me I had a child?!

"Chris where are you going? Aren't you going to get to know your daughter?" Robyn asked, running up to the car and talking to me through the window. I let out a big whoosh of air. 

"Look, my girlfriend is at home and I told her I would be at home at a certain time no matter what. I'm not going to break my promise to her, and it's your fault in the first place for not telling me I had a daughter." I said. 

"Chris I can explain-" she began, but I raised my hand, cutting her off.  

"I don't wanna talk about it right now. I promise I'll call you tomorrow and arrange a time we can meet up so I can get to know her, but not right now. I need to get this through my head first. Now let go of the car." I said, feeling a headache coming on. This was too much to deal with.  

"Fine. But if you don't call tomorrow..." She said. 

"I will. I'm not gonna reject my own kid. Now bye." I said, speeding off before she had a chance to say another word. I had to use all my concentration to avoid wrecking my car, as I was still shaking with anger and trembling in disbelief. I couldn't tell Kylie about this yet. I didn't even want to imagine her reaction.

When I pulled up in front of the house, I saw an unfamiliar car parked there. I was cautious as I walked up to the door and opened it as quietly as I could, slipping inside. I was met with a blast of noise, and I blinked to see Kylie and her mom screaming at each other. Wait, her mom? What the hell?

KYLIE POV

"YOU JUST LEFT WITHOUT ANY WARNING AND IGNORED YOUR WHOLE FAMILY FOR YEARS!" My mom shouted. 

"I HAD NO CHOICE! I HAD TO GO TO CHRIS!" I shouted. 

"CHRIS BROWN? YOUR SO-CALLED BEST FRIEND?! WELL HE MUST NOT HAVE MEANT THAT MUCH SINCE HE'S NOT HERE NOW!" She screamed. She was in my face now yelling. I had never seen my mom yelling like this, and I couldn't help yelling back. She came up in my house screaming her head off like this? I was an adult now, not a child.

I heard someone clear their throat and we both spun around to see Chris. 

"Actually, I am here." He said, crossing his arms. 

"And why is that?!" My mom spat angrily.  

Chris wordlessly came over and put his arm around me, glaring at my mom. What had pissed him off? My mom's eyes widened and she sputtered angrily, no words coming out of her mouth. She was speechless and shaking with rage. I almost smirked when I realized I had won. She obviously realized that Chris and I were way more than friends.  

"THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!" She finally screeched. 

"What's all the yelling about?" Jr. asked, walking into the living room with a towel around his waist and his hair damp from the shower. My mom clutched her chest as if she was about to have a heart attack. Pfft. Drama queen.

"Kylie, I swear if this is your son..." She said through clenched teeth.  

"SO WHAT IF IT IS?" I shouted. 

"YOU ARE COMING HOME WITH ME RIGHT NOW AND I AM GETTING YOU AWAY FROM THESE PEOPLE!" She said. 

"You know what mom? I'm an adult, this is my house, and I say get off my property now before I call the cops." I said calmly, crossing my arms and smirking at her. She raised her hand in the air as if to protest, but then she realized I was right. She turned around and stomped outside, slamming the door so hard the frame rattled. I turned to look at Jr., who was standing there with a confused and slightly scared expression.  

"Mom, who was that?" He finally asked. 

"My mother. Now just go get dressed, there's nothing to see here." I said with a sigh.  

"Whatever." He mumbled, angry that I wasn't going to explain anything else. Chris' arms were tight around me, and I looked up at his face to see his jaw was clenched in anger. He had already been angry before he even saw my mom! I wondered what had happened at his meeting with Robyn...

"I'm sorry about that." I said apologetically. 

"It's fine. At least she wasn't here for long. It doesn't matter anyway." he replied, sitting down on the couch and flipping the TV on. 

"Yeah I guess it could've been worse. So what happened when you went to see Robyn?" I asked, eager to know why she had wanted to see him so suddenly. He paused for a second and then shrugged. 

"She just broke up with her boyfriend and there was no one else she could talk to since she had pretty much been ignoring all of her friends to spend time with him. Once he left her, none of her friends wanted anything to do with her, and she was really lonely so she wanted to get back on friendly terms with me so she could at least have someone to talk to." Chris explained, never taking his eyes off the TV. I felt a pang of sadness for her, followed by caution. I hoped she didn't try to get too friendly with him, but I knew that he wouldn't let that happen. I trusted him. I just hoped I was right in doing so. 

CHRIS POV 

I had to lie and make up that story about Robyn. I knew that since I had said everything in a relatively calm voice, it was mostly believable. I was trying to keep my expression neutral as I watched Kylie process what I had said. I didn't want to show the shock that I had a daughter. I was so confused as to how it had happened anyway. I always used protection, unless it had happened one of the nights that I was drunk. Maybe it had happened on my 18th birthday. But I didn't really care anyway. Even though I knew the girl was my daughter, I had no interest. I was furious at Robyn that she hadn't let me see my daughter grow up. She deserved to have a father figure in her life, and if I had known about her I would've been there. But I guess it was better late than never that I knew about her now. The only problem would be sneaking out to see her. I didn't know when I would ever get the guts to tell Kyllie about her, but I knew I had to soon unless I wanted to get busted for the lie. But for now, I would try to keep it quiet. The only tricky thing would be that I would have to go to Robyn's house to see her, and if the Paparazzi saw me... rumors would start, news would explode, Kylie would see it, and my whole life would be ruined. This was one of those times when I wished I wasn't famous so I wasn't stalked everywhere I went. Oh well. I would figure something out. All I knew was, it wouldn't be easy.