Chrihanna Fan Fiction-Die For You

Chapter 1-Die For You

Murder, murder she wrote

My blood spills all over the pages

And my last breath is a quote

I say that I love you

My dying wish, you can, you hold me close?

I'm going six feet underground

Where you left me

I'm going deep hope I don't drown

Cause you're air, babe

Girl you a stone cold killer

I'm a need a body bag (you pulling on my zipper)

Now I'm floating to the other side

With ll the lies in your eyes

All these tears are coming down

Now you realize, you committed a homicide

Baby you have the gun

And you pulled the trigger

One shot put me down

So now I'm floating on the other side

For you I do or die

I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]

Baby don't hold back, don't hold back

It's your chance,

If you can, let you take my life away

It's my life in your hands

Girl, I need mouth to mouth

Baby, I need CPR

I'm going six feet underground

Where you left me

I'm going deep hope I don't drown

Cause you're where, baby

Do you a stone cold killer

I'm a need a body bag (pulling on my zipper)

Now I'm floating to the other side

Before the lies in your eyes

All these tears are coming down

Now you realize, you committed a homicide

Baby you have the gun

And you pulled the trigger

One shot put me down

So now I'm floating on the other side

For you I do or die

I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you [x4]

Hold on, heavenly father

Let me get back to my lover

I wanna hold on

I die if you wanna leave, girl

I want to stay here, 'till the end of life (until for me)

Girl I wanna let the love, let the love

Deep in the clouds tryin' to get her down

Now I'm floating to the other side

Before the lies in your eyes

All these tears are coming down

Now you realize, you committed a homicide

Baby you have the gun

And you pulled the trigger

One shot put me down

So now I'm floating on the other side

For you I do or die

Chris POV

I folded the lyrics and put them into my pocket. I looked across at Robyn fast asleep in the bed by my side. I stroked her arm before getting up and walking over to Naomi in her cot. To say she was only 3 months old she slept well. Heavy sleeper like her daddy huh. I looked across at the clock on the wall. 5 am. I opened up my dresser slowly so I didn't make any noise. I pulled out my navy deployment bag. Almost time. I dropped it back in the draw before getting back into the bed, wrapping my arms around Robyn...

I drink, I smoke, I fly, I die for you