*Brittany P.O.V * 
                              The next morning rolled around and my head was spinning. All the crying from last night had my eyes red, and my head feeling as if its gonna fall off my shoulders. I looked over and found Chris fast asleep, looking all peaceful and shit. I got up and began to head into the bathroom, once I got to reach the mirror I began to just stare. I began to just think, and process shit. Once the steam began to cloud up the mirror I hopped inside the shower. I spent over an hour in there thinking and processing shit. I finally stepped out to see Chris spazzing on the phone, I just walked over and waited.
                              Chris - Fuck are you still calling me for Sariah! I don't want you, leave me the fuck alone. 
Sariah - (muffled voice) You know we belong together, why you frontin'? I love you Chris. 
Chris- But I don't love you. The feelings faded, and shit isn't gonna be like it was before. 
Sariah - You don't mean that. You're only saying this because of that new bitch you're fucking with. Fuck her, come be with me ! You want this back papi. (says in a nasty ass spanish accent)
Chris- Na, I don't want it. And my girlfriend isn't a bitch. Stop calling and trying to get me back. I'm done with you goodbye! 
                              He hung up and threw his phone across the room. (I haven't seen that in a minute, my mom did that once. Phone shattered everywhere, and I never knew she had a arm like that. ) I wanted to speak but something told me not to, he sat there shaking and turning red. Then started to curse in spanish, that's how you know he's really mad. I let him let some anger out before going and questioning him. 
                              Me-  Are you okay? 
Chris-  Hell no, I got Sariah blowing up my phone saying how she dique misses me and how she loves me. And all this other shit. I'm done with her shit, the lies, broken heart, and numerous emotions wasted. She's so conceited and useless. Like she had no work skills, unless being a prostitute counts. She's stuck up, and extremely disrespectful. I fathered a kid that isn't even mine! A fucking kid calls me dad because I'm the only father figure she knows! (Curses in more Spanish)  I hate this bitch,  she's making me want to Chris Brown, Ocho Cinco, Bus Driver, and Sharkeisha her shit. (laughs) But I'm not a woman beater, my sister fucked her up many times. And she keeps coming back, my mom called me saying how she keeps coming to the crib. I'm like you not my girl, and I don't fuck with you like that so why keep showing up? You look fucking stupid. She's just a pretty face with a fat ass.
                              I just sat in shock, I wanted to laugh yet I wanted to give shorty sympathy. But in all honestly I didn't give a fuck, she's missing out on a amazing guy who's been giving his all. He's been here for me since day one. I can't front I think I'm in... LOVE. But I'm afraid to show I am, I did it once before and shit wasn't the same afterwards. I stared at Chris while he just layed back with his hands on his face. So I climbed on top of him and decided to let everything out. 
                              Me - Babe. Babee. Baaaabeeee. Boo Boo? Ayeo sexy?  Chrissss? Ugh,  let me get down. 
Chris-  (Grabs me and holds me) You're not going anywhere. Wassup though? What's on your mind?
Me - Its like my situation happening but towards you. I was surprised to see you that upset,  when you called her a stupid dirty bitch in Spanish I was like oh shit. I dislike shorty already,  she done called me a bitch out of nowhere! 
Chris - Ay Callate (shut up) , she's just jealous. She needs to find someone else. I just feel bad for her daughter,  I'm the only father figure she knows. Now what if Sariah says to her "Oh , say hi to daddy." to some random nigga. I'm gonna hurt her,  I grown attached to her. Plus Sariah keeps the baby at her mom's so she can "Work" Stripping doesn't support a baby. Ay dio mio, Jesus watch over me por favor.
Me- English nigga. (laughs)  But go get the baby! Start tracking Sariah's movements and send it to a judge. And watch the baby come home with you as the legal guardian. I'll ask my mom how to fix Sariah ass, but go get dressed. We gotta go check on lil mama. 
                              We kissed, and immediately got dressed. I called my mom and explained everything,  she was just upset that a child was in this situation also. Once we were showered and dressed we began to head to Sariah's mother's house. 
                                      
                                          
                                  
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Everything Done In The Dark Is Coming To The Light. (The Beginning)
Roman pour AdolescentsBitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks. The motto I live by, The only way you can survive out here. All about my money nothing else, I could careless about a niggas feelings ! Note: All Fiction!
