Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 13

Kaylee POV 

 "Fuck wrong with yo ass, talkin' to that nigga?!" Trey yells in my face.

"None of your fucking business, Trey!" I argued. 

"Fuck that shit, it is my business! Why the fuck you got him smiling in my daughters' faces and hugging you all romantic and shit?!"

"It was not romantic!"

"Bull fucking shit, Kaylee! Is he their real daddy?!"

Yep, and he my Daddy too. 

Shut up, Bitchy Mind...

"Yes, he is! Okay?! We were together for about six years, and we broke up when I got pregnant with the girls and I didn't want him to be apart in their lives! But at least I had the decency to tell them about him!"

"So you just had a family reunion, didn't y'all?"

"No! They don't even know that Chris is their father, they just know that you're not their real daddy!"

He grew quiet as a glare came over his face. He looked super pissed. It caught me by surprise once the back of his hand connected to my cheek. I fell to the floor before landing on my ass and propping myself up with my hands.

"I don't ever want you seeing or talking to that nigga again. If I do, both of y'all are getting fucked up, and I mean it." Trey grits before storming out of the house.

 Tears rolled down my cheeks as I could feel my cheek turn red. I moved my hair out of my face once I dried my face and I began to stand on my feet. I went into the bathroom before washing my face and getting ready to take a shower.

I let the cold water hit my hair and body as I let my thoughts run wild. Once my mind went to Chris, it felt like everything was moving in slow motion as I remembered all the good times and bad times we had. If I think about it now, we probably would have been married right now, children and all, including Christiana and Kristen of course.

"Chris..." I whispered to myself as a small tear escaped my eye.

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"Ain't nothing ever on TV.." I mumbled to myself as I flipped through the channels. 

I was sitting on the couch dressed in my red silk pajamas and my hair was tied in a messy bun while I ate some vanilla ice cream.

 I kept surfing through the channels until I landed on BET. LaLa Anthony was getting ready to interview someone, so I just waited to see who it was. 

"So, here he is. Everybody give it up for Chris Brown!" I choked on my ice cream a little as my eyes went wide. Chris walked onstage as everyone went wild and he waved to them. 

"So, Chris how is your new album coming along?" 

"It's going great. I should be releasing it some time in March, maybe the 18th."

"He's releasing it on my birthday?!" I exclaimed out loud.

"Cool! So what's it called?"

"It's called 'F.A.M.E.', and I feel like it's going to be a great album."

His fans cheered for a second, and he smiled at them. God, why does he have to be so fucking sexy?

"I think so too. What inspired you to write some of these songs and is there a dedication to the album?" 

"I feel like I dedicated the majority of it all to my first love, even though we're not together. But I know that I still love her, so I guess this album would be my letter to her."