Love and Betrayal 2

Chapter 5

Chris P.O.V.

Slowly opening my eyes I was blinded by the sun creeping in thought the blinds...throwing the cover over my face I roll over to see Stephen gone. Getting out of the bed I went to to the bathroom to do my normal hygiene routine and to take a quick piss. Returning to the room I grab my phone and saw I have several missed calls from a unsaved number signing to myself I know this can only be one person.....Tyga

For the pass 5 weeks he be blowing up my phone with texts messages, phone calls and face-time request, thankful I manger to keep it a secret from Stephen by always keeping my phone on me and turning it on silent at night. 

Rolling my eyes I redial his number after 2 rings he pick up. 

Sup Breezy 

Nigga I told you to stop fucking calling me! I getting marry in couple of weeks and I don't need your wack non rhyming ass to fuck this up for me!

How long are you going to be saying that lie?

It not a fucking a lie! At this point I start walking back and forth in the room trying to keep myself calm. 

It is a lie Chris cause if it wasn't you wouldn't have called me back you would just have block my number.  

I do block your numbers! But your faggot ass keep getting a new one!

And I will continue to get a new one until you give me what I want

Rolling my eyes I so badly want to punch this nigga lights out.  Look what happened that night was nothing but me being high and drunk..nothing more. They was no feeling attach and I'm sorry if you thoughts it was but it wasn't so please leave me the fuck alone Micheal!  

Hanging up the phone I quickly block the number. Sitting back on the edge of the bed I let out a sign of relieve. Knowing him he be blowing up my phone and another 2-3 days.

Walking downstairs to the living room I saw my dad sitting on the couch eating a bag of ship and drinking tea, going in the kitchen I didn't see mom or Stephen returning into the living room I ask my dad where mom and Stephen was and he pointed outside. 

Grabbing my jacket and some shoes I walk outside to see Stephen holding Christmas lights while my mom wrap them around the bushes. Sneaking up behind Stephen I give him a light smack on his ass. Turning around he give me a smile then return his attention back to my mom. Kissing my mom on the check I turn around to see Stephen just staring at the ground not acknowledging that I standing right in-front of him. 

I not a jealous type but that kinda of hurt my feelings, taking a deep breath I saw my breath in the cold air. Spinning around I start walking back to the house , halfway to the house I stop dead in my tracks when I saw a Black Nissan pull up in the drive way. Stepping out the car Trey give me this cold look that if look could kill my head would be rolling. 

Closing the door and locking it he slowly made his way up to me, balling up my fist in my pocket just in-case this nigga want to froggy I be ready. Stopping infront of me he smile and give me a hug. Backing away he stilled had this stupid grin on his face.

What up sup Chris? 

Nothing much I reply back holding back my angry tone. 

That is just great! 

Yep. What are you doing here Trey? 

O. Well I came back to help your mom with some stuff but I see that fine light skin nigga is doing a fine job at it. 

It took me a good second to realize that he was talking about Stephen.

Is that the nigga you pick over me?

Sure is. Got a problem about it I said tilting my head to the side. 

Naw that you if you like having a porn-star for a husband he said cracking a smile. 

Walking up to him I was about to punch the fuck out of his mouth until I heard the front door open to Dad walking down the steps. Walking up to Trey he hug him, holding back my vomit I walk pass them to go in the house. 

Staring up at the ceiling I just want to yell at the top of my lungs. First I have to deal with Tyga annoying ass and now I have to worry about Trey to? I swear this is my krama from cheating on Stephen while he was in a coma. 

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Sorry again about the chapter being so short again.