Y/N
"Y/N, Baby it's me." The man chuckled. "You must have another nigga in the house huh?" He continued to chuckle.
"Who is me?! I don't know you Sir." I became frustrated and tried to slam the door. His stuffed his large foot between the door and the frame. "Let me remind you." He slid his hood off of his head revealing a large scar on his forehead and a bright smile.
"C-Chris.." My eyes bulged. "In the flesh." He smirked. "C'mon let me in before my crazy ass fans catch up to me." He snickered. I hurried snapped the chain from the door and let him in. Chris wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed my forehead. "I figure you've been crying for the past 2 years. But I'm here now so no more of that." He whispered.
"I th-thought you died!" I cried out almost forgetting that Maurice was asleep. I tried to get out my sentences but I was to overwhelmed to speak. "Calm down, then talk." He rubbed my back as I cried into his chest. I took deep breaths and continued to speak. "I thought the hospital had pulled the plug on you."
"They were going to, But just before they did I became responsive. Right around the time you stopped visiting, that was the time I was healing. Y/N, Why did you stop visiting?"
I froze, This is where I tell him about Maurice. I stopped visiting because I was pregnant with Maurice, everyone thought that I should stop going to the hospital because it seemed to be too stressful.
"Be-Cause I was pregnant." I said. "Pregnant? Pregnant by who?!" He pushed away from me. "You!"
"How? I was on my deathbed!" He yelled. "The night of the earthquake, a couple months later I found out I was pregnant."
Chris sat on the couch and looked at the floor. "So, Did you keep it?" He asked lowly. "I had no Choice. Ms.Joyce would have a fit if I even said the word 'abortion'."
"Plus, That was apart of our dream. To get married and have children." I added. "You finna make a nigga cry.." he said lowly. "I missed you so much Chris." I more tears rolled from my eyes. "I missed you even more." He stood up and wrapped his arms around me again.
"Ma Ma!.." I heard Maurice's feet Pitter Patter from upstairs. He had escaped from his crib once again. "Maaa!" He yelled.
Chris let go of me and watched me jog up the steps to Maurice who was sitting in the middle of the hallway with a scrunched up face as if he was about to cry. He took a breath when he saw me and reached out. "Come on Mama's Baby." I picked him up and felt his diaper. I took him back into his room and changed him.
"You could've came up." I said walking down the steps with Maurice on my hip. "That's him huh?" Chris eyes were glued to Maurice & Vice Versa.
"Yup, This is Maurice."
Chris scratched his neck. "Well, there's no doubt this is my boy. Look at those freckles, and those eyes, and that nose, and those big ass ears."
"Don't even do him like that." I laughed. "Only thing he got from you is his complexion. That's all Chris right there." He flexed. Maurice watched his fathers moves intently before deciding to reach out for him. Chris looked at me, as if he was asking to hold Maurice. "Chris, That's all you." I mocked as Maurice Whined to get to Chris.
Chris happily took Maurice from my arms and immediately started playing with him.
The whole night Chris played with Maurice until he was tired again and I caught him up on everything.
"I'll take him up Y/N." Chris carried the sleeping baby. "Alright, I'm going to take a shower."
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Chris placed small kisses over my face. "I missed you so much Christopher ." I mumbled in between the kisses he planted in my lips. "Show me, So I know its real." He smirked pulling away from me. "You sure you want me to show you? I mean, you just got out of the hospital. I don't wanna hurt you." I winked. "Besides, I wanna spend time with you. Not put you to sleep." I straddled him.
"Put me to sleep? Put Chris to sleep? You must've forgot who I am." He chuckled.
"Remind me."
