INTERNATIONAL - (A Chris Brown Fan Fiction Love Story)

CHAPTER 29

- CHRIS' POV

"Hey," I greeted Kali. "You look amazing." 

"Thank you," she said.  

I got her a drink and we talked over the loud music for a while. I did feel a bit awkward - I was a middle aged man in a fucking club full of people around Zahra and Blake's age - but after all, I had been the one that had suggested meeting here. 

"I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND," Kali said after a while, "BUT I HAVE A SON." 

"SO? WE'RE JUST FRIENDS HAVING A DRINK RIGHT NOW. I GOT A SON AND A DAUGHTER AGED 17." 

"I'VE READ ABOUT THEM IN ALL THE MAGAZINES AND STUFF, HAHA." 

"HOW OLD'S YOUR SON?" 

"HE'S 10." 

I didn't want to talk about kids with Kali; all I wanted was to fucking bed her again. But I remained patient and we soon made our way back to a hotel for some sex.

- ZAHRA'S POV

We touched down in Vietnam the next day. 

"I love being in Vietnam. We'll have to visit my family sometime," Mom said as we lugged our suitcases through the airport. 

"Great," I said with sarcasm. 

"Stop being so fucking miserable, Zahra. I mean it. Get over the fact that you will be staying here permanently." 

"Have you told Chris where you've kidnapped me to?" I asked. 

"Zahra, I have not kidnapped you, OK? And no, not yet. I'm guessing you've told Blake?" 

"That is none of your business." 

"So you have, then?" 

"Mom, shut the fuck up for once." 

"Zahra, show me some fucking respect." 

I laughed. "Sorry, that's a hard task." 

We got in a taxi and got dropped off at our furnished apartment that Mom had bought. It was quite large and had three bedrooms. 

"Can I have this room, please?" I said to her, walking to the biggest bedroom. 

"Fuck off. That one's mine. You can have one of the other two." 

Great - this was what family life was like already. I chose one of the other rooms and got my phone out to text Blake. 

Z: 'Blake... this place is pure shit i'm telling u i hate it xxx' 

B: 'I'm sorry, baby... wish I could make it better somehow Xxxx' 

Z: 'Same xxx' 

B: 'It's boring being home alone. wish you were here Xxxx' 

I turned my phone off and started crying uncontrollably. I think it was just everything building up inside of me and I couldn't take it anymore - I was letting it out in my tears. 

"Zahra?" Mom came in. "Are you -" 

"Yes, Mom, I'm crying," I sobbed. "Get the fuck away from me." 

"I moved you here for your own good and it's not a selfish act, I swe-" 

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME, I SAID!" I screamed. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" 

She walked out and closed the door behind her.

- BLAKE'S POV

I didn't get another reply from Zahra.  

I was sat with chips watching the TV. I wasn't even paying attention to the programme though because I couldn't stop thinking about Zahra. She seemed really upset about being in Vietnam and all I wanted was for her to be happy because she deserved to be. The emptiness in the house reminded me of my heart - cold, lonely and sad. I hadn't seen an actual person - apart from on TV - for days, which was strange because I was usually constantly around people. I had a feeling that Zahra would cut off all contact with me now that we were living in completely different places; everytime I thought about it, I wanted to yell her name until she heard me and came back. I'd always hated distance - I used to cry every night when I was younger and my Dad used to go away because of work.

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