Love Don't Change • Chris Brown

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Riley.
Three weeks later.

It felt like someone had just stabbed me in my stomach one hundred times and now they're pouring a gallon of lemon juice on my wounds so I was for sure suffering.  Everything was way too vivid; I could feel myself weeping and moaning, tossing and turning, struggling to open my eyes in hopes of finally waking up, but I couldn't. The pain was getting unbearable, a burning sensation in my stomach. No matter how much I called for Chris, I know he couldn't hear me. I was still asleep. I was dreaming, yet I was awake, feeling everything happening to me. I was in so much pain that I was on the verge of crying. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to force myself awake somehow, and soon.

Calm down Riley. Relax. Steady breaths.

In through the nose, out through the mouth.

Use your hands to guide you up to the headboard.

Open your eyes.

Finally being able to wake myself up from the nerve wracking, long lasting, agonizing experience, I could swear it got worse as I sat up and became more alert. I've experienced pregnancy cramps quite a bit in the six months I've been pregnant, but it's never been like this. These are period cramps to the thousandth power.

"Babe."

No response. Couldn't even hear his snore.

"Chris?" I spoke in a louder tone.

Nothing.

I patted around the bed expecting my hand to eventually land somewhere on Chris, only for me to not touch anything but a cold and empty bed sheet. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and shined the flashlight on his side of the bed. He was gone. I checked the time, 7:21 A.M.

Where the fuck is he at seven in the morning? The sun hasn't even risen all the way yet.

"BABE!" I yelled, straining my paining stomach even more. Still, nothing.

I unlocked my phone and brought up our messages.

BooBoo🤞🏾💍
Baby where are you??? My lower back is killing me & stomach is hurting REALLY really bad... It woke me out of my sleep.

Two minute wait; nothing. I pressed the phone icon under his contact name and waited patiently for our call to connect.

"We're sorry, but the person you are trying to reach has a voicemail box that has not been set up."

What the fuck is going on with him?

I can't fathom anymore. Piercing pains are striking me by the minute. I need to go see a doctor. I know for a fact this isn't normal. I was thinking the worse, though I tried not to. I'd kill myself if I lost my babies.

The more I budged to set my feet on the floor, the more torment I endured. I literally felt like crying. I picked my phone up, fixing to call someone else who could possibly help me this early. I couldn't drive myself, and if i tried I was liable to crash. I couldn't even straighten my posture without feeling like Noah and Nayeli were rearranging my insides with the sharpest scalpel they could find.

After scrolling through my contacts, bypassing Yasmin who's at school, Vanessa who's in Cuba and Miracle who's probably hungover from last night, my last resort was Kelz. I pressed his contact and listened as the phone rang.

"Hey girl!" He mirthfully answered.

"Kelz I need you."

"Whoa, you know I'm gay, right?"