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36. "Come F*ck Me."

y'all as of now Chris and Bria's birthday the same month. If specified otherwise call. Me. Out. Thanks :)

Bria

Maybe I'd be alright. With Braden that is, with me turning eighteen, and getting this job..if Braden could spot me for a security deposit and a couple beds, I could get a cheap apartment for Forest and I by the university. That way all he'd need is someone to be with him while I'm at class.

I decided to FaceTime Chris with the news. He picked up immediately, smiling at the screen.

"Hey Chris!" Forest said from the floor, already knowing who it was.

"Hey kid."

"Good news." I told him.

With Chris trying to help me for so long, I know he'd be relieved to know that I'd finally figured something out.

"What is it?"

"Well, the guy I met..he's gonna spot me some money for the apartment I need to get. Isn't that great?!"

"For...what in return?"

"Well I'm guessing his family is rich or something, because he doesn't want much in return just a date or something." I said shrugging.

"Oh...so you're like..gonna date him for money basically?" Chris asked with a bit of a sour tone.

"No I'm not gonna- I don't think you're understanding. He's gonna give me money to help me and my brother move away from the sick fuck who molested him, Braden just wants a date. I guess I thought you'd be happy for me."

"No no no Bria, I'm sorry. I'm glad you're figuring things out. But I should probably be getting ready for my date."

"Uh date? Really?"

He's trying to make me jealous. Idiot.

"Yeah, a girl from the library invited me earlier. We're going to that pizza place you and I went to that time."

I know he's doing this to fuck with me, it's still annoying as hell.

"Okay, enjoy yourself." I said trying not to roll me eyes.

"Oh we probably will afterwards." He said chuckling slyly.

"I don't need to know all of that, why are you acting like this all of a sudden?"

"What is it Bria? I feel like I'm..rubbing you the wrong way." He asked, knowing exactly what he was doing.

"Yeah you are actually. But it's fine. I'm sure Braden will be rubbing me the right way." I said before hanging up.

That was too far. Of course I had no type of intention on sleeping with Braden, but I figured since Chris was fucking with me..two could play at that game.

Chris

Bent. She really has me bent. I wish that nigga would 'rub her the right way', I'd beat his ass the right damn way.

Obviously I shouldn't have lied about going on a date with the bitch from the library, yes she'd invited me— but no I wasn't going. She ruined my relationship with Bria in the first place.

I called her over and over. No answer. So I decided to text her.

| Me: |
He's not touching you.

| Bria: |
You're not my dad though 🤔 have fun on your date !

| Me: |
I don't have a date, but I want to. With you. Will I see you on my birthday?

No answer.

My birthday was in less than a week with Bria's being two weeks after. I was counting on her letting me stick my dick in her, but it's looking like that might not happen.

| Me: |
Love you.

No answer.

| Me: |
Beautiful.

Nothing.

| Me: |
I'm not finna get in my feeling over some girl.

Of course, no response.

| Me: |
I LOVE YOU STOP DOING THIS TO ME I SAID IM SORRY I WANT TO SEE YOU PLEASE

An hour had passed, I didn't say anything else and neither did see. I'd been checking my phone every five minutes until finally three dots appeared indicating she was typing.

| Bria: |
Come fuck me.

I didn't ask questions, I didn't waste time, I just got up and got dressed.

Bria
-An hour earlier

Chris was blowing up my phone, text after text and I continued to ignore him. It was getting to me, I'll admit it. But he shouldn't have been fucking with me.

I ranted to Braden about the shit Chris pulled, we ended up talking for a while until he agreed to come and see me. He says he'll just be dropping off some money, I hope that's all he wants.

Since he was on the east end, it took him around 8 minutes to pull up and text me he was outside.

I slipped on some shoes and walked out of my room.

"Where you going Brianna?" Forest asked.

"To meet someone outside real quick. Lock this door." I told him, closing the room door behind me.

I ran downstairs and outside, seeing a black mustang parked in front of the house.

"Come here." Braden yelled out the window. When I'd met him in foot locker he had a long sleeve shirt on, I didn't notice all the tattoos he was covered in.

I got in his car, sitting down in the passengers seat.

"Hey baby." He greeted me, touching my thigh.

"H-hey.." I stammered, glancing at the tattoos on his forearm.

"Sorry about your lil ex. Hopefully I can get your mind off of him." He said dropping a thick heavy envelope on my lap.

"Hopefully.." I chuckled.

"I got loud, you tryna spark?" He asked.

"I can't, my brother is inside. We can only talk for a few minutes."

"What you don't trust me?"

"Nigga what? I just said I hate leaving my brother in that damn house."

He didn't say a thing, there was the shortest moment of silence before I felt a rough strike against my face.

I couldn't believe it. I looked up at him, still feeling the sting on my cheek.

"Don't cuss at me. That's one thing you should know."

"I- I.." I muttered, with tears forming in my eyes.

"I'm annoyed now. Take your money and get out, I'll text you later. Respond."

My hands were shaking as I pulled the door handle and got out the car, swiftly entering the house and going upstairs. At this point tears were streaming down my face, causing my cheek to sting worse. I fell on my bed and sobbed, realizing what I'd gotten myself into.

"Bria? What's wrong Brianna? Why are you crying?" Forest asked beginning to get upset himself. I tried convincing him it was nothing, but he wasn't having it.

I didn't care I was angry at Chris. I needed him here, I needed to feel him.

I grabbed my phone and texted him real quick.

a/n
Braden smacked the shit outta her

Just in case you didn't understand, the text Bria sent Chris is the one he read in his POV (duh!)

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