Torn Between The Two | Drake & Chris Brown

Chapter 22

Danielle

After Chris came back in the room, he insisted that we go get TJ and all three of us hang out today. Jaycee left me alone with him before I could even make my decision. She took my car, so Chris drove me to Honey's.

"Do you have to take her? We were having so much fun," Honey whined.

"Ask Chris," I turned to face Chris. He had Tamara in his arms and was planting kisses on her hand.

Honey laughed, "I'll just take that as a yes."

After leaving Honey's, Chris drove us to the park. It was around 5, and the sky would be turning orange in a few hours. He put TJ in her stroller, and we walked the trail around the entire park. 

Chris broke the awkward silence as we walked. "Danielle I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for leaving you while you were pregnant. I'm sorry for going off on the phone with you that day. I'm sorry for not caring that the baby could be mine - that she is mine. I was being an asshole over these last few months.

My heart stopped. Chris just apologized to me? I looked over at him but he was looking at me, waiting for me to respond. I was at a lost for words.

"I know it may take a while to forgive me; I'll do whatever it takes to make things right with you, though. I don't want Tamara to grow up without her father in her life." Chris began to ramble on.

I stopped him. "Chris, I did some wrong things in this relationship also. I wasn't faithful to you one hundred percent. I cheated on you with Drake, him of all people. Then I got pregnant, a baby that we were unsure of if you were the father. Hell, you might have been planning to wife me. But I fucked it all up. You had the right to leave. You shouldn't be apologizing."

Chris smiled. "You know, I know you'd do that. Always blaming yourself." He paused. "But, whoever's fault it is, I still love you Dani. I hope that we don't have a baby mother and baby father relationship. I don't want our baby to grow up living partially in her mother's house and partially in her father's. I was hoping that we could patch up our relationship and hopefully move back in with each other."

I thought deeply about what he said. I wanted us to be back together, but I don't know if Chris is the one. I agreed with his points, but I don't know if it would work. My parents tried to do the same. They lived together in the same house, arguing every single day. It even got to the point where my mom and I would pack up and leave my dad. Our family was broken on the inside, but always played the role of a perfect family. It hurt me the most. They were tearing me apart. I loved them both, but I didn't like to see them unhappy. I don't want that for Chris and I. If we're meant to be, we'll stay together. If we aren't, we'll just not be together and we'll plan for each of us to see the baby accordingly. I didn't like my Plan B, but it was better for TJ to remember her parents as happy people, not as ones who were always at each other's throat.

I explained this to Chris. He ended up agreeing. We would still try to patch our relationship up, but if we couldn't, we both would accept that too.

After walking through the park, Tamara had fell asleep. We got back in the car and went back to my house.

~

Drake

The next day after going to the clinic, I went to go see Trina and the baby. We met up at the town's park where I saw her sitting at a bench with a pink stroller. When I walked over, Trina's face lit up. She got up quickly to give me a hug. When she did, I quickly smelled the  perfume that I remembered so well from when we were in a relationship. I sat next to her on the bench, and she pulled out a beautiful baby girl from the stroller. Her face reminded me of Trina's, but she had curly hair that reminded me of mine when I was a baby (Picture in the MM).

"Say Hi to your daddy, Arianna," Trina said facing the baby so that she faced me.

"Da, Da, Da, Da!" Arianna exclaimed jumping around and laughing.

I smiled and took her out of Trina's arms. She looked at me for a few seconds, then she embraced me into a hug. I was shocked. I hadn't expected her to do that. I hugged her back.

"Hey little one," I smiled, kissing her hand.

Arianna giggled.

"Are you guys hungry? My treat," I asked.

"We ate breakfast, but we're fine," Trina insisted. She didn't want me to pay for lunch.

"Are you hungry Ari?" I ignored her comment.

"Foo! Foo!" Ari attempted to say.

"I'll take that as a yes," I laughed, getting up to put Arianna in her stroller.

"Drake...you don't have to," Trina stood up too, trying to get me to stop.

"Oops...too late," I had already strapped Ari in her stroller and was rolling her stroller toward the car.

Trina laughed and followed me.

"Y'all want McDonald's?" I asked before we got in our separate cars.

"Sure," Trina replied.

I drove ahead while Trina followed behind in her car. I took them to the nearest McDonald's.

~

After having lunch, I could really see how much Trina has changed. She's more mature and settled down now. She went back to finish college, and graduated with her bachelors last year. She has a steady job as an intern at a law firm and in about two years will be a lawyer working there. That had always been her dream job, and now she'll finally accomplish it. When she had Arianna during her senior year of college, she thought that she would have to drop out to care for the baby. She got family members to take care of Ari until she could find my contact information. She was relieved when I agreed to be a father to Ari and not just pay child support like those other rappers.

I had made a promise to myself that I would never allow my seed to be raised without their father. I didn't want them to endure the pain I went through. The pain my mother went through. She worked pay check to pay check, barely enough to pay for all our bills and buy groceries. She didn't deserve that life, and neither did Arianna. My mother had dreams of becoming a nurse but dropped all of that to take care of me when my dad left us. I really wished that she could've lived her dream.

After thinking about it, I made another promise to myself. I wouldn't let Trina have to live like my mother. I promised to take care of Arianna and to make Trina accomplish her dream. I didn't care what the sacrifice would be, I just needed to keep that promise.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked Trina before she walked to her door.

"Yeah, I'll text you," Trina said,  opening her front door.

"Alright," I said, driving away once she closed and locked the door.