Down For You

Chapter Thrity-Two

Chris

"Okay Chris you have a meeting today with you're lawyer about.....you know...The situation." Alana told me.

I added some finishing touches to my verse of, 'Moses' the new song i'm featuring on with French Montana. "What time?"

"Two hours, so be on time."
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We walked through the Courthouse to my lawyers office. Alana knocked on the door and a lady let us in. We took a seat infront of her desk. "Nice to meet you Christopher, my daughters are a huge fan of yours." she smiled, I gave her a head nod, "Thank you."

she pulled her keyboard, from her computer closer to her. "Okay Chris I was reading your file and your daughters mother, Nia; wants full custody of....your daughter, Royalty? Correct?" I nodded, "Okay well to start, how old is your daughter."

"She'll be one In two weeks." I replied, she quickly into her computer.

"Okayyy.....I see were going to have to do this hard way. "
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Cassie

This secret is literally eating me alive, I can't even tell Chres, because right now we're happy. He's at his counseling session now. I noticed that he is getting better except for the occasional break downs and he doesn't sleep that well at night.

Lately I've been staying at Chresanto's house, he doesn't like me a Chris' house alone, So here I am.

I layed back in my warm bubble bath, contemplating. Baths have always helped me think. I heard the front door open and I immediately hopped out the tub. I let the water out and wrapped a towel around my body. I didn't want Chres to see me naked, because then he'd want to have sex and I don't want that to happen, knowing what happened between me and Chris.

I walked into his bedroom and slipped on one of his t-shirts; just as he walked in. He took off his jacket and slung it across a chair. "Umm, how was your session?" I asked, wiping the access water off my legs

"The same as everyday." he said, as if he was annoyed. "Why the attitude?" I questioned; flinging my towel into the dirty clothes hamper. I walked towards him. He shrugged walking towards the bed leaving me in the mist. I sat next to him and he huffed. "Can you just give me sometime alone."

I furrowed my eyebrows, "You always want time alone, you spend half the day up here, about an hour with me and then your back up here." I rolled my eyes. He just stared at me blankly, "Tell me what's wrong Chresanto." I messaged his shoulder. ".......Nothing, I just need time alone. Don't take it personal I'll take you to dinner later....just, just-"

"Leave you alone? Gotcha." I walked away.

Just when shit gets good he always, flips the script. I picked up my iPad and sat on the couch. I decided to look for a job since I'm basically living off Chresanto, which I hate. Then I could get my own place and not have to deal with anyone's bullshit.

I scanned through the list of local jobs until one caught my eye. "Oh So Chic Boutique." I mumbled under my breath, I clicked on the link to their website and I saw that they had two more job openings left, so i found their number and called off my phone.

"Oh So Chic, how may I help you." A really perky person answered. "Um yes, I was wondering what would be a good time to come and apply for a job. I see you have a few openings." I replied, there was a really long pause. "Umm you can come by today or any weekday after twelve." she said.

"Thank you so much." I hung up my phone and sat my Ipad down. Guess I'm going to Oh So Chic. I went upstairs and quickly changed. "Where you going?" Chresanto, asked me, He was laying in bed with his back turned to me.

"Out." I mumbled. "Alright, I may go out later too." he said, I rolled my eyes and grabbed my phone and keys.
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I arrived at the small boutique. It was really cute. I walked inside and was greeted by a cashier. "Welcome to Oh So Chic, how may I help you?" he said. "Umm a job application."

"Oh girl, you have to speak Miss.Taylor aka Witch Bitch." She said, leading me to what I belive was her office. I quickly followed behind her as she led me trough the boutique; which was surprisingly big. She walked like a runway model, very sassy confidently. She stopped a huge, wooden door. "By the way I'm Bambi." She said holding out her hand. I shook it, "Oh girl who does your nails?!" She exclaimed, snatching my hand. I laughed, enjoying her outgoing personality. "This girl on, sunset boulevard."

"Less talk more work Bambam!" A lady yelled from the other side of the door.

"Ugh, I gotta go! I hope you get the job." She smiled, skipping away. I returned the smile and knocked on the door. "Come in." she said.  walked in to see a really thick, blonde haired woman. She had to have some black in her blood.

"Hi I'm cassie I called earlier-"

"Job?"

I nodded, "You got it, be here tomorrow by 11 Bambi will show you the functions and he'll introduce you to the twins."
"He'll?" I repeated her words. Confused.

"I know...i know. It's hard to believe but you'll get used to him." she said fanning me away. I gave her a nod, "Thank you so much for the job, Miss....?"

"Taylor. Just me Taylor." She said opening her door for me to exit. I have her a small nod before exiting her office.

I walked out to the main storefront and saw Bambi checking someone out at the cash register. She put her hands up in a questioning gesture. I gave her a thumbs up and she did a small clap.
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I walked back into the house and threw my keys on the kitchen counter. I jogged up the steps and into the bedroom and of course Chres was gone.

No surprise, he never lies.

I changed back into my large t-shirt and went to sleep, wishing Chres was here. I feel like everyone's breaking apart from me. I tossed and turned until I fell asleep.
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I woke up to heavy thumping and crashing. I jumped out of bed and grabbed Chres' old baseball bat that he kept tucked under the bed. I tiptoed down the steps dragging the bat behind me. "Chresanto?" I called when i had reached the bottom step. He was slumped over the kitchen counter; obviously drunk or high.

Or both...

"I didn't want you to see me like this." he said walking towards me. He grabbed my hand and I snatched away from him.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" I questioned. He chuckled, "Doing what. I'm straight."

"This!" I gestured to him. "You make me do this Cassie. You're so stressful so deal with sometimes."

Well that sent me overboard, "Really! then why'd you ask me to come here in the first place? Why didn't you ask that bitch Yasmin to come stay with you?!!" I yelled.

"Maybe I will, since you like to hide shit from me anyways."

"I'm not dumb.." he said.
I suddenly felt a lump in my throat.

"W-what?" I croaked.

"What did you do?" he questioned.

"NOTHING! I DID NOTHING! SO STOP ASKING ME ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK I DID! I DIDN'T DO SHIT!" I screamed at him, as I strarted to cry.

He smacked his lips and shrugged his shoulders; walking away.

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