Under The Bridge(Chresanto August)

3.6

Shout out to ParyssJay

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This chapter isn't as long as the last 10,000 word chapter, but it is 10,649 words.

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Sorry for the wait, I'm sick. I have been since Friday. I also had a very busy weekend. It was my cousins birthday on Sunday, so I wasn't home all day Sunday, I had school and work on Friday, and I had to go to my grandmother's on Saturday, then had work right afterwards.

Overall, I've been exhausted, especially with this stupid cold, or sinus infection, whichever it is. I'm just ready for it to be gone.

Enjoy!

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"Excuse me?" I ask Chres.

"They're looking for him now. Shay didn't want to tell you because she didn't want to make you worried. She wanted to let me know that, and that she's taking the kids to Disney while we're gone, in case he's in Maryland." He explains.

"Ugh!" I groan. "Why won't he leave us alone?"

It's not that he wants in Amoré's life, it's not that he wants me back. The only reason he keeps coming around is to make my life miserable.

"Because that's what he does. Don't pay attention to him, I'll take care of it." Chres promises.

"How?" I ask.

"Do you trust me?"

"With my life." I nod.

"Then lets just leave it at that, baby girl." He kisses my cheek.

I nod, trusting him this time.

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"Bae, do you wanna actually go out later tonight? We've been in this room for the past two days." Chres rubs circles on my lower back as we lay down together.

"I kind of want to try that smoking thing again." I admit.

Chres had went out to get something to eat for us last night, and stumbled across someone who was selling marijuana. He bought a little bit, hoping that it might calm my nerves a little.

But I ended up choking a bit.

"Are you sure? Last time you sounded like you were dying." He laughs a little.

"Yeah, I inhaled too much, I think." I admit.

"I told that was gonna happen, but you didn't believe me."

"Maybe we should do that shot gun thing you were talking about first this time." I suggest.

"We can do that. Let me up so I can get it together."

"Okay." I roll off of his chest.

He sits up, putting his legs over the edge of the bed.

He begins to roll a blunt again, and I hug his waist, kissing his back.