You wake up in a luxurious bedroom not knowing how you got there. Your admiring the room and see a God of a man sitting on a chair nearby. Little did you know that man could change your life from better to worse.....
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"Me too. And this time I'm not leaving Amby I promise."
I let Reece's words bounce around in my head. I believed him only because he was blood and I knew him my entire life. I understood that he would never leave me without good reason. Our parents' deaths took a toll on both of us. We both believed we played a part in our parents untimely death. But neither of us realized that we were just kids. We couldn't have been able to stop fate. Our parents died for a reason. It's just unfortunate that it took us so long to realize it.
Reece just stared at me with hope in his small brown eyes which were now filled with tears. I couldn't say no to my brother. I would always forgive my blood. And since he's the only family I have left, I might as well just put all this behind us. I reached across the table and grabbed Reece's hand. I gave it a reassuring squeze while I looked him in the eyes and smiled.
"We have a lot of catching up don't you think? I said to him.
"Yes."He said before getting up and reaching out to help me out the chair.
"Wait, do you have anywhere to stay? I asked.
"Umm...right now I'm at the local motel. I haven't had any time to look for a permanent place. I wanted to find you first."
"I have an extra room. You can stay with me. I honestly don't mind."
"I couldn't....." He started.
"Great." I interrupted. "So we'll pick your stuff up and head over to mine."
I let him help me out the chair and I wobbled back over to where Natalie and Jackson were watching with unshed tears in their eyes. Natalie and Jackson knew the entire back story of me and Reece and our traumatic past. I understood why they were so emotional too. They were the family I created since I didn't have a real one. Jackson held the door open for me and I walked out with Reece behind me. Natalie locked the restaurant up and we all got into Marco's car. Natalie sat in front with Jackson and I sat in the back with Reece.
Despite my baby daddy being the biggest pain in my ass, I felt like my life was really starting to get back to normal. I felt a bit of happiness as usual.
Chris Brown POV
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Natalie told me to meet her at the restaurant today. We were going to work on my mission on my misson to get Amber back. More than anyone I was determined to see her smile and be happy again. Despite me being a bother to her. I was going to do all that I could.
"Aye! Chris my jijaa!! What is you up to today?" Troy said. He was still in New York for no damn reason. For a lawyer he sure did have a lot vacation time. He never really liked sitting his ass still anyway. I think he has ADHD.
"I gotta meet up with someone." Why wassup? I asked. Troy only cared about my life when he had something up his sleeve. I wasn't really in the mood for his tricks today so I hoped it wasn't something stupid.
"Please tell me it's not to see Amber again! She's pregnant with another nigga's baby! What the hell are you going to do with that!? Troy asked coming into my room with an annoyed look on his face.
"I'm going to do what I should have done from the very beginning. Amber wasn't just some cheap ass slut I found on the street got drunk with and married. I felt something when I first met her. She intrigued me, her and her sexy attuide. I wasn't drunk until after we started talking. We decided to get married because we both had too many. But I knew what the hell I was doing regardless." I said refusing to turn around and give Troy any type of satisfaction with this argument.
"If you felt like she was the one, why the hell did you let her go?" He asked. I felt the words go straight through my heart. I've been asking that question myself these past few months.
"Because you can't force someone to stay married to you if they don't want to. If I would have said no, she would have taken me to court for everything I had. She would have broken my heart just so she could leave, not giving a damn about my feelings."
"Well maybe that's what you need. You're starting to act like a punk, running around, chasing that one girl who got away. Chris she doesn't want yo ass. Maybe yo loved up ass need to chill and move da fuck on damn." Troy waved his hands in the air.
"Ay when you feel even the slightest affection for anyone. then hit me up, until then sit down with the rest of the niggas desperate for love." I said, turning around and looking Troy in the eyes. He had his hand on his chest and had a confused look on his face. He was really pissing me off. All he wanted to do was be a playboy and screw every damn girl with a pulse. I'm surprised his black ass ain't got diseases yet.
"I'm outta herre." I said as I brushed past Troy rudely. I headed to the front door, grabbed my keys and prepared to head over to Natalie. I was late thanks to Troy's dumb ass argument with me. I took the elevator to the garage and sat in my car inhaling the car smell. I drove to Natalie's.
I picked up some flowers for Amber and made my way to the restaurant. I got out the car and headed towards the restaurant when I saw Amber come out. She was beautiful as normal but today, her skin glowed and her smile was brighter than usual. I wanted to run over to her and pour my heart out but then I saw someone leave behind her. He had that same deliriously happy look and I wanted to punch it off his face. The way he walked with Amber, laughing and helping her in the car like he was a knight in shining armor pissed me tf off. I saw Natalie come out afterwards and she shook her head at me sadly. I didn't understand why fate decided to play with my emotions.
Troy may have been right about me being a punk but all that was about to change. I'm tired of being pushed away. Amber was going to take me tf back whether or not she liked it. I officially didn't give a damn.
An idea popped in my head and I jumped back in the car and headed back over to my hotel room. By next week, Amber was going to be head over heels in love with me. I don't give a fuck what anyone says.
