Don't Worry .. Chris Brown Story

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" You standing there like yo smile suppose to scare me. Nigga you ain't scaring shit, not a damn thing. " Chris said mugging Michael.

I still couldn't really say anything, I thought my living nightmare was over with but it obviously just begun.

" Why so hostile? " Michael chuckled

" I don't get no welcome home " he said closing his car door and sitting on the front of his car.

" Or you just mad because you thought your little three shots was gone end my life forever?" He laughed

I honestly don't think Chris knew what to say either. I mean he speculated that Michael was still alive but I don't think he wanted to believe it either. Not even that Michael was such a threat but he is a home wrecker in all.

" Come on man, what you tryna do? " Chris said walking up to him so now Michael is slightly looking up to Chris.

" I mean, it's not what I'm trying to do. It's what I'm trying to get. " he said and winked at me, making my skin crawl.

" Nig- " Chris started, balling his fists up

" No, no. Wait " I said to Chris, now standing next to him.

" What more could you get from me? You raped me repeatedly, you held me hostage, harassed me, destroyed my life. You got what you wanted, so what do you really want? " I said looking down at him

" I told you, Alexis. " he said grabbing my hand and I snatched it right back

" And I told you, what I wanted " he said looking to Chris

Chris's fists closed in and out for a second before he sent one punch to the side of Michael's face, making me jump.

He turned his head slowly and looked back to Chris, touching his lip acknowledging the blood and spitting it out.

He chuckled lightly and shook his head as he stood back up, going to the drivers side.

Right before he got in, he insisted on speaking,
" This is just the beginning " he said waving his index finger towards Chris and getting in his car, starting it up.

He honked his horn then pulled off.

I and Chris glanced at each other then headed into the house.

" Knew I wasn't tripping, something told me he wasn't dead. " Chris said having a seat on the couch

" Yeah cause three shots aren't suppose to kill an average human " I sarcastically said

He rolled his eyes, brushing me off.
" So, what do we do now? " I asked, pacing back and forth

" What you mean? We don't do shit. He don't phase nobody. We continue living our lives. "

" Stop being so damn worried, have a seat" Chris said

" Come on now, you can't tell me you're not worried. He's the one that was in the house when I and you were upstairs sleep and Raniyah came up there in the middle of the night, he was here yesterday too when she came upstairs during her nap. " I said to him, trying to make him realize that Michael isn't the one to play with.

" He was here the other night, saying the same thing he said today, I just could never find him."

" So what you trying to get at? " Chris said sitting up a little

" This isn't a game, he's able to get into our house unexpectedly without us knowing, there's no telling when he's here or what he's doing when he is here. We can't continue "living our lives" like it's normal because it isn't." I said back