My Life As Chris Brown's Girlfriend,A Chris Brown,Drake love story

The Wendy Williams Show

Chris's Point of view

Pasting back and forth with the phone against my ear, filled with anger and frustration. How could shit like this happened when I'm about to go on stage. After getting a phone call that turned my whole mood around, I demand to know what the fuck is going on. Maggie just hangs up on me. And whenever she does that, it means she is hella pissed. Can't believe she actually think I would do such a thing. True I ain't a fan of Drake, but I don't do shit like that.

"You have reached Margaret Kings, please leave your message and I,"

Shit!

I ended the call

This is the second time I have gotten her voicemail. She doesn't want to pick up the phone, oh hell no, she better not try to believe a single word to whom ever called her and told her crap I didn't do.

I press call on her number again, walking around the room hoping to get an answer. Running my hand through my hair, I once again attached the phone against my ear.

Her phone began ringing and continues to ring not helping my situation at all.

"Pick up the damn phone Maggie.” I muttered

After a few more rings the phone got cut off as if somebody had hanged up.

I felt argue to throw my phone to how mad that made me.  

"Chris,"

I looked over toward the door finding my tour manager standing between the doors.

" We have waited long enough. We need to start getting shit done."

"Yea, yea." I began walking toward him." Yo give me 30 minutes I will be back." I was about to walk out, but blocked by him standing in front of me. "Where is you going? You realize your concert starts in 8 hours."

"Yea I know,"

I manage to walk by, feeling his hand on my shoulder causing me to turn around

" Whatever it is, it can wait." I shook my head "No it can't,"

" What the fuck is wrong with you,” He snapped" I know you got some personal issues, but this ain't the time."

" No, You don't know shit. I got my girlfriend thinking I fuck and jumped somebody just because a fake ass niggas can't stand my happiness."

"I got it," he throw his hands in the air “Don’t fucking blame me when you don't know what's the fuck is going on." He began walking down the hallway as I stood still in thoughts" Aye!" I called behind him

He stopped and gave me a cold glare " What?"

"Wait up,"

It took a few seconds for a smile to finally run across his face. "I know you can't fuck this up Breezy."

I hate it when you don't have a choice.

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Maggie's Point Of View

After what felt like an hour watching my phone ring, he got the sign and stopped calling. I picked up my phone that was lying on the bed and decided to turn it off. The worst thing a pregnant woman can do is trying her best not to believe the truth about her boyfriend. The father of my unborn child is a heartless man who pretends to care, but deep down he's a monster.

How could I be in love with such a man?

Uh just thinking about it brings chills into my body.

I look down at my belly as I gently rubbed it. " I'm sorry you have to go through this,"

I dropped the phone back on the bed and made my way out of my room.