Breezy | Dream Vacay - Chris Brown ☆《Book One》☆

Part Five

Chardae pov

                  °°°°Part Five°°°°

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4:00 A.M

"SHAKE DAT BOOTY." I THINK THAT IM ON THE TABLE I DONT KNOW FOR SURE BUT I THINK I AM.

"TEACH ME HOW TO TWERK." SOME OL ANOREXIC GIRL SAYS

"COME ON GURL PUT SOME MEAT ON DAT BODY THEN WE CAN TALK."

OMG I THINK MY CLOTHES ARE GETTING RIPPED OFF. BY A GIRL. THAT I DONT KNOW. OOH THIS SHOULD BE FUN.

WHY IS THE WORLD TURNING? HUH? ANYONE GON ANSWER ME?
AAAAANNNNSSSWWWEEERRRR MEEEEE!!

*falls off table and lands on big 'ol butt*

7:00 A.M

Ooooo wee. My head feel like somebody in der bangin hammers against the walls of my skull. Classic hangover. I find it impossible to open my eyes. I'm in so much pain it takes too much energy. That's what I get. I HAD HELLA FUN LAST N- I MEAN EARLIER IN THE MORNING.

As much as it hurts, I open my eyes. God, where did I end up dis time? Donald Trump's bedroom? Nevermind I can't believe I just pictured that.

I flip to the side and I see a half naked woman asleep. There's another laying across the foot of the bed asleep as well. I was naked too. Wth? Oh yeah, the ripping of clothes. By the random girl. Sweet.

Girls are cool. But I gotta get outta here. I slowly whip my legs over to hang off the side of the bed, then stand up. Every step my headache blasts. UUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHH.

I dip into the bathroom and grab a robe to cover up. I don't feel like putting on that jean skirt and crop top. Just no.

I open the door then close it quietly behind me. I mean, I don't wanna wake the sleeping angles. F*ck it's Chris. Freaking smokin in the hallway leanin up against the wall thinkin he cool.

When he sees me he's shocked. My  sew in all messed up lookin like a hobo and my robe all funky to where you can see my underwear. Ima hot mess.

"Y-"

"SHUT UP." I yell, immediately regretting it as my head punishes me by hammering so hard and loud my eardrums beat.

"Hangover."

"No sh*t."

He laughs. Just be quiet and let me go and lay down in my hotel room.

"I'm so ti-r-ed.." my words break from the exhaustion and I can barely stand. I'm losin balance and before I know it, he done reached out to 'catch' me of course. Like don't touch me. But before I could cuss him out I'm asleep.

Chris pov

She asleep? For real? Now I gotta drag her to the room and lay her down. Dis don't make sense but she sure as hell look sexy even wit the messed up sew in. I know she ain't gone want to be in my bed, but ima do it anyways. She need her beauty rest even though the beauty already there.

I softly put her body on the bed then pull the blankets up to cover her. She subconsciously burrows into the pillows and I just watch like mmmmm honey. I get in the bed too even though I can predict a beating later.

I'm asleep soon right along with her.

9:30 A.M

Chardae pov

My eyes open and I feel breath against the back of my neck. Tf?

3..2..1 Flip

Ew oh my God. Did he think this was ok? Hell nah it ain't.

He wakes up and it takes him a minute it's to realize that I'm awake and lookin right at him.

"Uh hey." He says awkwardly like he didn't expect me to ever wake up.

I feel much better. I have way more energy to beat this niggah up.

"Please don't be pissed" He pleads

"OF COURSE IM PI--" I began to talk but before I could finish he grabs my waist and pulls me into him.

My breathing quickens. What do he think he doin?

"Please."

Chris pov

I don't know what it is. She so beautiful right now and I don't know how to control my actions. My hands are wrapped around her, her body pressed against mine. I can tell she's questioning but I don't care.

I kiss those sexy lips and her eyes widen but soon close slowly. I flip her over, now she on top of me. I wish this feeling could last forever.

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12:15 P.M

Chardae pov

I feel body warmth from under me which immediately triggers my memory of what I did. Oh heck no.

I quickly push myself from off of him then hop off of the bed. I snatch the robe from off the floor. I attempt to put my red panties on, but because I was in a rush, they tear.

"FUDGE!" I say louder than expected. Chris eyes fly open and they soon meet mine. I get so hot from anger at him even though it was part my own fault.

"Where you goin baby?" He asks rubbin his eyes sleepily.

"Home."

"Home?" He questions, putting himself into a sitting position.

"You've only been here for 2 nights!" He adds.

"I don't even know you! Why would you think getting me naked was a good idea?"

"I thought you wanted it." He says scratching the back of his neck nervously.

I scoff and roll my eyes.

"And what made you think that? I ain't no slut."

" I dont understand. What do you think I did? Force you? You could've easily stopped me. So maybe you really are a slut." He says standin up like he gon fight me.

He was right, but I didn't care. I slammed my arms into his chest so hard, it felt like I couldve injured him. He just stood there lookin at me. Well that was embarrassing.

I run out then slam the door. I bash into the hallway wall. I'm disappointed in myself. I am, or at least thought I was a strong mature black woman.