Secret Lover | Chris Brown and India Westbrooks Fanfic |

Part 2

India

"HIS GIRLFRIEND!" Tears Streamed Down My Face.

Jen And Asia Sat On My Bed And Watched Me Pace My Room.

"He Played Me And I Feel So Fuckin Stupid For Falling For His Game"

"I Really Wanna Beat His Ass" Jen Said.

"He Takes Your Virginity Then Gets A New Chick , I'm Still Stuck On That" Asia Said.

"I Think I Wanna Be Alone Right Now" My Voice Cracked.

They Nodded And Hugged Me Then Left My Room. I Walked Into My Bathroom And Turned On The Shower. I Got Undressed And Hopped In.

After My Shower I Changed Into My Tee And Shorts. There Was A Knock On My Door And I Opened It. It Was My Stepmom, I Let Her In.

"I Heard About School Today"She Closed The Door And Sat On The Bed Next To Me.

"Oh"

"That's What Fuckboys Live For,  It's To Hurt Girls Every Chance They Get" She Rubbed My Back.

"I Really Hate Them"

"Jalens Dad Was A Fuckboy"

"Really?" I Asked.

"Yea, I Was Apparently The Side Chick, That Accidentally Got Pregnant And His WIFE Heard About Me And Tried To Kill Me And Jalen Not The Fuckboy But Us And He Was Forbidden To See Us, If He Saw Us She Would Divorce Him And He Chose To Stay With His Wive" She Looked Down At Her Fiddling Fingers.

"Oh My God, She's Crazy And He's Stupid"

"I'm Actually Glad He Did That Cause If He Didn't I Would Have Never Met Your Father"

"That's True"

"Speaking Of Father, He Wants You To Work Tonight But You Don't Have Too"

"I'll Go , It Might Get My Mind Together"

"And Then When You Come Back We Can Eat Some Ice Cream And Watch Some Movies?"

"I'd Like That" I Smiled.

She Stood Up And Kissed My Forehead Then Left. I Got Up And Put My Hoodie On And My Hockey Jersey On Top Of That. My Black Ripped Jeans And My Black And White Vans. I Put My Hair In A Messy Curly Bun.

I Put Drops In My Eyes To Get Rid Of The Redness. I Walked Down The Stairs And Grabbed My Keys. I Hopped In My Car And Drove To Work.

Soon As I Opened The Door , Jalen Greeted Me.

"Hey Big Head"

"I Know You Ain't Talking Forehead"

"Man My Forehead Smaller Than Yours"

"Nigga Yours Isn't Even A Forehead It's A Six Head , It's Half The Moon"

"Your Jokes Are A Little Harsh Today"

"Cause.." I Looked Away.

"Cause What?"

"I'll Tell You Later" I Walked Away To The Back Grabbing My Apron And Clocked In.

Asia Walked Up To Me And Told Me Dad Wanted Me In His Office. I Walked To His Office And Knocked.

"Come In"

"Yes Dad?" I Opened The Door.

" Have A Seat"

"Am I In Trouble? If I Am I Don't Wanna Hear It Right Now"

"I Thought Chris Was Your Best Friend?"

"He Is" I Sat Up In The Seat.

"Then Why He Got You Upset?"

"Cause Dad It's Female Problems"

"Well Stick A Cotton Stick In It And Don't Let No Man Ever Let You Cry I Don't Play That And You Know It Buck Up"

I Chuckled With No Humor.

"Dad I Am A Female Girls Cry And Express There Feelings I'm Not A Boy Or Your Son I'm Your Daughter And You Will Never Understand What I'm Going Through Because You Don't Even Try" I Stood And Walked To The Door.

"I'm Not Done With You"

"I'm Done With You And I'm Going Home , And I'm Going To Be Off All Week. Oh And By The Way It's Not A Cotton Stick It's A Tampon" I Walked Out Slamming The Door.

I Took My Apron Off And Put It Away And Rushed Out From The Back Of The Restaurant To The Front Desk. Chris Stood There With Everybody And That Girl.

"Hey India, I Ain't See You All Day" He Smiled.

HE GOT THE NERVE TO SMILE AT ME.

"Busy" I Sarcastically Smiled.

"I Thought You Were Working Tonight" Jalen Said.

"I Was But Dad Pissed Me Off"

"India" My Dad Called My Name.

I Grabbed My Keys From Behind The Desk And Walked Out. I Got To My Car And Got In. I Started My Car And There Was A Knock On My Window. I Jumped And It Was Chris Smiling Trying To Get In. 

HE GOT THE NERVE TO TRY AND GET IN MY CAR.

I Unlocked The Door And He Hopped In.

"Hey Indie Boo"

"Hi"

"What's Wrong Wit You?"

HE GOT THE NERVE TO ASK WHATS WRONG WITH ME.

"Nothing"

"You Sure?"

"Yep."

"Why You Being Dry?"

"I Really Don't Want To Talk To Anyone Right Now"

"Call Me Later Then" He Smiled And Opened The Car Door.

CALL YOU! HE PLAYIN! WHERES ASHTON KUTCHER , KING BACH SOMEBODY. IM BEING PUNKED WHERES THE CAMERAS.

"Okay" I Fake Smiled.

He Closed The Door And I Drove Home. I Walked Into The House Slamming The Door And Throwing My Keys On The Table.

I Went Straight Up To My Room And Put My Pajamas Back On. I Laid In Bed And Drifted Off To Sleep.

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A Knock On My Door Woke Me From My Sleep.

"India?"

"Yea Dad"

"I'm Really Sorry For How I Been Treating You Lately And I've Just Been Tied Up With Work And I Promise I'll Be The Best Dad Ever"

"You Are The Best Dad And Its Okay, I'm Just Hurt. He Really Hurt Me" Tears Filled My Eyes Again.

He Pulled Me Into A Hug And Kissed My Forehead.

"He's Not Worth Your Tears Princess"

I Cried A Little Harder And Hugged My Dad Tighter.

"Should I Kick His Ass Or What?"

I Shook My Head.

"Cause I Will I'll Hit Him With The Left Right And Bruce Lee Kick His Light Ass"

I Laughed And Wiped My Eyes.

"No Dad I'm Good"

"Good" He Smiled.

"I Love You Dad"

"I Love You Too , Now Get Some Rest Princess"

"Goodnight" I Laid Back In Bed.

"Goodnight Sweetpea" He Walked Out My Room.