\\Chris Brown//
I woke up to see that Karrueche wasn't laying next to me. It was really odd for her not to be cuddling me.
I hopped up, throwing a shirt on and walking down stairs.
There she was in her underwear and bra cooking breakfast.
"Morning babe" I said kissing her cheek making my way to the table.
"Babe?" She asked. Her voiced filled with irritation.
"What's wrong wit you?" I asked. Every since we've been dating all her ass has been doing is making fights.
"Well the mailman came by and dropped off this letter...this letter from Rihanna. And I opened it...when where you going to tell me that you have been cheating on me?" She yelled. "Babe I was going to tell you. I just needed time" I lied.
She outta no. Ain't no nigga in the world gonna fess up and tell they girl that they cheating on her ass. It's called having a heart.
"Chris. I can't. I just can't! All these lies and shit. It's pissing me off" she paced back and forth with her hands on top of her head.
"Karrueche calm down. We can talk this out" I told her. Wanting her to be understanding and calm.
"Calm down? Fuck you! Fuck that! Fuck your baby mama! Fuck your exes! Fuck Royalty! Fuck your success! Fuck everything about you" she yelled storming up the stairs.
Fuck Royalty?! Hell no. I know that bitch ain't talk about my baby girl like that...fuck it. I ain't even gon do shit.
I grabbed a jacket and some sneakers and walked out of the house. I needed to get away and just drink all of my problems away.
Who's better at doing that than me? Tyga!
Ok so horrible Ik. But it'll get better...I swear!
