Torn Between The Two | Drake & Chris Brown

Chapter 31

Chris

I was glad to have enough bail money to stay out of jail. However, I knew that I still needed to go before a jury. I was so nervous at what would happen.

 "I think you should plead guilty for the assault charges, but not guilty for the attempted murder." Chris's lawyer suggested. Chris's court date was coming up in about two weeks, and Chris still didn't know what to do. He definitely didn't want to go to jail. He had other plans in mind.

"How much could I get for assault?" I asked

"A lot, but since you have money, maybe you could get yourself out of that. You'll probably get parole or house arrest. I promise that I will get you the best deal though. You just have to trust me though." My lawyer replied.

"Alright." I replied. I knew I had to trust him. I mean, I was paying him thousands of dollars. He better get me the best deal. 

They will get their revenge in the end. Dani and Michael are not threw with seeing me.

Michael

The doctors said that I would be okay. They gave me some more medication and told me I would be out of here in a few more weeks. I was really tired of being in this hospital. I still wasn't allowed visitors, which was really fucked up. I missed Jaycee and Dani and AJ. I missed home. 

"Good news," The nurse announced as she walked in my room with a tray of food on it.

"Great," I said sarcastically. I knew I was not going home today, so 'good news' ain't good at all. 

The nurse giggled. "The medication seems to be working well and if everything stays good for the day, visitors will be allowed tomorrow. Many have tried to visit you over these last few days; they really miss you." The nurse said, while she placed a straw in my juice and propped up my bed so that I was in a sitting position.

"Oh okay, thanks for the information and the help," I said before beginning to eat my food.

Danielle

I stared at the text message, confusion and sadness were written all over my face. It was from Drake:

I'm sorry Dani, but I can't associate with you anymore. i'm still madly in love with you, and It's tearing my life apart. I have a girlfriend and daughter to take care of. I'm sorry our friendship had to end like this. I just hope you will understand. Goodbye.

- Drake.

This whole situation baffled me. Why would he buy me flowers and take me out to dinner if he wanted to get over me? Why would he give me this type of news over text message? 

I began to reply.

Drake, I don't understand. What happened with dinner? and the flowers? If you were trying to get over me, why would you lead me on?

I stopped before hitting the send button. I reread his message. Goodbye.

I erased my reply. Drake didn't want to hear from me anymore. I'll leave him alone and let him be with his family.

Of all my emotions, though, the one I felt the strongest was hurt. The pain was almost unbearable. I mean, I understand that you need to get over me, but at least you could have had the balls to say it to my face. You could have at least said," Maybe we can talk after I get over you."

The only good news I had was about Michael. Tomorrow, most likely I would be able to go see him. I was really excited, considering that I was unable to visit him for the last few days. I just want to see him walk out of the hospital a nice a happy and healthy man.