Love and Betrayal 2

Chapter 9

Stephen P.O.V.

Staring at my phone I couldn't believe that I lost in 8 balls five times in a roll. Rolling my eyes I closed the app and look up to see Chris standing at the door way looking like he just saw a ghost.

What wrong? Putting the phone on the bed I slowly made my way to him. 

S-Stephen I'm sorry...it was a mistake. Hearing his voice crack I was getting kinda of scared. 

What are you talking about Chris? Moving closer to him I was going in to grab his hand but he flew by me and put up my phone. 

What is your problem Chris?! walking up to him I made a attempt to get my phone back but he quickly moved out the way. 

I need your phone Stephen it an emergency

What kinda of emergency? I questioned him

It just an emergency OK? Walking by me he quickly left out the room...with my phone. 

Following behind I try to get an answer from him but he continue to ignore the questions getting to the door I gave up hopes of him asking the questions. Turning back around I walk back upstairs to the guest room and shut the door. 

Going to Chris travel bag I start going thought it looking for any clue of him cheating. After taking everything out it dawn on me that he took my phone. If he was cheating he wouldn't care about my phone. That mean he probably think that I cheating on him.

Getting up I start walking back and forth trying to think of way to convince him I not cheating on him sitting on the floor I started to get a migraine from thinking. Getting on the bed I start thinking why Chris would think I cheating on him I would be lying if I said I never cheated on him before which I did with Drake something that I regret every single fucking day. 

That probably left him thinking I would do it again and how I was acting earlier when I wanted to tell him what I over heard that night with his father probably just added more doubt about my faithfulness. Rolling over on my stomach I buried my face into the pillow and let my thoughts run wild. Hearing the door open Chris dad walk into the room with a very serious face.

I don't have time for this nigga bullshit

Chris P.O.V.

I hated leaving Stephen like that and taking his phone but I couldn't run the risk of Tyga sending him the pictures. Sitting in the parklot of a motel I waited for Tyga to meet me here believe it not but that nigga was already here claiming to be here on a business trip but he ain't fooling me that nigga was probably spying on me or some shit and figure out I was staying here with my family for the holidays. 

Hopefully after this meet up I will never have to see that nigga every again. Checking the time I had aleast a good 35 minutes until Tyga got here. Taking a deep breath I lean my seat all the way back and waited for this fuck nigga. Taking out my phone I started playing Best fiend.

Seeing a blue maybach park a few spaces  beside me I already knew it was the devil taking a deep breath I got out the car and locked it. Walking up to it I felt myself get light-headed and my stomach start doing flip and turns. Seeing the driver door open he got out with a smile on his face which I so badly want to smack it off his face. 

Walking up to me he try to hug back I refuse that bitch just like the Industry refuse that Azealia banks bitch. 

Come on baby don't me like that

Hearing him call me baby wanted to make me vomit all over the fucking ground. Nigga I not your baby.

Well..whatever. Looking at him I knew I must have piss him the fuck off by that statement which made me feel very proud of myself.

Anyways what do you want from me Tyga? And before you say an a relationship the answer it going to be no. 

Checking him out my eyes landed on his package which I quickly look away.  Well since you don't want to be in an relationship with me what about I fuck you?

Giving him the nigga what face he burst out laughing. I'm being deadass right now Chris just bend over and let me fuck you..no one have to know..unless you know you piss me off and I accidently leak those photos of your asshole getting destroy by me. 

Looking in the opposite director I really was in stuck I didn't know what to do. One I let this nigga fuck me and be over with him but then I will be having this guilty inside me about it and when I tell Stephen he going to beat the shit out of me. The other side I say no let him leak the photos out and possibly a video out of me getting dick down which I more then central Stephen going to see and he will beat my ass over that. 

Either way I look at I going to fuck over. Taking a deep breath I look him straight in his eyes. 

You got condom's??

Seeing him crack a smile and start rubbing his hands together like bird man I so badly want to burst out in tears. I never so badly want to cry in my entirely life I am about to let this nigga fuck me..A NIGGA THAT NOT EVEN MY BOYFRIEND! But I guess at the end of the day I much rather let him do it and delete all the videos and pictures of it then let him leak them on the Internet and let the whole fucking world all up in my business. 

Clearing his throat he motion me to follow him to the motel room's. 

I guest Stephen was right. You do fuck hoe's and slut's in an motel room.

How was this chapter?

What choice would y'all pick in Chris shoes?

What did Chris dad want with Stephen?