Vitality • Suite 103 Sequel (COMPLETE)

12. Sunshine

Sorry it took me a little long to get this out, but at least it didn't take as long as last time! 😅

Hopefully I'll have some time to sit down and write this weekend when I go to Toronto again for all star weekend.

I didn't edit this, and I'm about to go to class so I'll do it later.

Comment, vote, enjoy my lovelies!

- Keiana

12. Sunshine

Christopher Maurice Brown

"Is this it?" Nia asked me when I pulled into the apartment complex that Royalty and her momma stayed in.

"Uh huh, like the sixth floor or something." I turned off the car and texted Nia letting her know I was downstairs.

Code is 6109, apartment 609 - Royalty's Momma

Bet - Chris

"Come on lil' babies." I mumbled, opening my door and walking around and opening my momma's door and then Nia's.

I needed my mom here, just to be a more mature neutral person when we attempted to discuss co-parenting about Royalty.

The last time we had met she was talking about a million in child support, she could suck my whole dick like she did when Royalty was created.

"Coming daddy." She grabbed my hand and followed me into the lobby once I had put in the code.

I was just glad we were doing better, I hated when I hurt Nia, and I hated when she made it known that she was hurting, cause I hated feeling guilty.

We all got into the elevator, and I wrapped my arms around Nia and rested my head on her shoulder while she responded to emails. My little business woman.

When I had met her she was selling pictures of sunsets and the clouds on a website she was running from home, and now she was in her own office, her own company, clients, photo shoots on photo shoots, and I was gonna help her with her art gallery.

She was doing big things this year, and I was also. I had been in the studio working on a lot of music, and I had enough music to make a pretty good album. I'd just been in my zone, recording song after song, and my label was tired of mixtapes, they wanted them Franklins.

So I planned on dropping an album this year, I just needed a good name and a cover.

"Alright Chris, before we get in there, how much are you willing to pay?" My momma asked me when the elevator dinged open and we were on Royalty's floor.

"I ain't paying no more than $3000."

"Alright, keep that number in mind, I hope she has some more sense today."

Nia shook her head. "Me too Mama Joyce. She's just using that little girl to drain Chris."

"She ain't gonna though."

We walked to the apartment she had texted me, and I knocked on the door. We could hear a TV through the door, but that was it.