Torn Between The Two | Drake & Chris Brown

Chapter 61

Trina

"Trina, you made me do this! Now, you're trying to say that it was me who executed this plan? You threatened to kill my family and lied to me about it!" Drake yelled at me.

Why does he look so sexy when he's angry? I was looking at Drake in a daze until we both heard a noise from downstairs in the basement.

Dammit Jason...Don't mess shit up for Drake and me.

Drake looked at me confused. "What was that noise?"

"Uh...I was doing laundry earlier. I think the dryer is finished. I'll be right back."

I opened the door to the basement and walked down the stairs slowly. I saw Jason walking over to Chris' unconscious body, horrified at the scene.

I quietly picked up something hard and hit Jason in the back of the head, knocking him out unconscious as well.

Moving quickly, I dragged Jason's body to the nearest corner and tied him up too. 

Good, no more disrupting my date .

I brushed myself off and walked back upstairs.

Drake was sitting on the couch, waiting for me. 

"I'm going to go get us drinks." I said before winking at Drake and walking into the kitchen.

Drake's so tense. I'm going to add a little "E" (Ecstasy) in his drink to make him ease up.

I came back into the living room with the two drinks. I handed Drake his' before I sat down next to him on the couch.

"Drake, there's nothing to worry about. You framed Jason for the murder anyways. You need to worry about Desiree' or whatever her name is. She's the only one who has emotional ties to him."

"Her name's Danielle. Trina, you don't fucking get it! I have a reputation. You're a manipulator! You got me into this shit." Drake drank almost half of his glass.

I'm going to forget that his sexy ass said that.

Within a couple minutes, Drake was knocked out. 

Good. Now I can finally have some fun. 

I climbed on top of Drake and began to take off his clothes. 

Jason

I woke up tied up not too far from Chris. Luckily, I wasn't drugged up. However, I did have a really bad headache. Chris was unconscious, so I figured Trina had given him another dose of medication. My mouth was duct taped shut, so I couldn't yell for help. When I looked at my restraints, I noticed that Trina hadn't tied it as tight as she could have. I used that opportunity to my advantage. With a couple of hard tugs, I was free from the corner. 

I walked over to Chris quietly and began to check his pockets. Even though I doubted it, I still wanted to see if he had a cell phone. 

Nothing. 

Then I noticed a crevice in the wall. It looked like Chris was purposely hiding it. I tampered with the hole and eventually something wrapped in tissue fell onto the floor. It was a small flip phone. 

The fuck is this doing here? Chris really keeps a flip phone?

Surprisingly, when I went through the messages, it looked like Chris was using the phone. I guess Trina slipped up at times when she was supposed to give him another dose of medicine. Chris was fully aware when writing these messages.

As I scrolled through the messages, I saw the message he had sent to Dani. 

Hey Dani, I want to meet with you and Tamara. How about tomorrow?  

Dani didn't reply, but Chris also tried to send another text to her. However, the message never sent:

Meet at 304 Park Blvd. Get to the basement.

Chris was trying to send a help message ! 

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The Next Morning

Drake

I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I had a bunch of messages and missed calls from Dani. 

Dammit. I'm in so much trouble.

I had a huge headache. I looked down and saw that I was completely naked. 

What the fuck? Where am I ?

I looked around. I was in a bed, but it wasn't mine. Next to me, Trina slept with her arms wrapped around my waist.

I quickly pulled her away from me and stood up. Trina began to stir in her sleep and woke up with a smile on her face.

"I missed the way you felt inside me. Did you like it, baby?" 

I scowled. "You fucking drugged me Trina. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I picked up my clothes from the floor and began to get dressed.

"Baby, I miss you. Come back and love me again." 

"I don't fucking want you, Trina. I never will." I left out her room and proceeded down the stairs towards the front door. I heard her shuffling  from upstairs, but I never looked back.

Pow !

Pain struck my right leg, and I tumbled down the remaining stairs.

"You're going to stay with me. I will have you, Drake. You are mine." Trina caught up with me, and smirked as I winced in pain.