Im sooooo sorry for the update but im going through some things and i was on writers block for a while. But now im back so i can post more chapters up. Also, probably in the middle of July or sometime then, im gonna make another story and I swear that im gonna try to make yall niggas cry >:). Anyways......enjoy
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Karrueche P.O.V.
I woke up to the warmth feeling of muscular arms wrapped around me. I sighed and unwrapped Chris' arms from around my waist. I slowly got up from the comfortable bed and walked to the bathroom. As I passed the mirror, I saw how grotesque my face and body posture was. My hair was a catastrophe, tears stained my dry irritated face, and my eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep I was getting. I looked away from my frightening face and brushed my teeth and then took a shower. The warm water steamed off my body as I just stood there to think. The thoughts of good or bad outcomes went in and out of my mind of this situation. But my mind was telling me that the bads were outdoing the goods. I shook my head as I tried to convince my mind otherwise. I know he'll understand, he always does with me. No! You know damn well that he'll never forgive you, you fucked everything up! My mind was in complete confusion and denial. I couldnt do it anymore, I cant handle the stress.The water mixed with my tears so you couldnt really tell if I was crying or not. Why, just why did I ever let myself into a position like this? I then looked down at my tummy. I cant keep hurting my unborn child like this. I know that I'm going through alot but that doesnt mean that my baby has to feel my stress too. I let the last of my tears fall onto my face until I stopped crying. I just have to keep my head up high, and look out for him/her, whatever the results turn out to be. My hands roamed over and over my tummy, talking quietly to my baby boy or girl. After 25 minutes of letting the shower water hit my body and then drain away, I slowly got out and wrapped a towel around my petite body. I dragged my feet against the wood floor back into the bedroom. Chris was still sound asleep in bed peacefully, having no clue of what's been going on with me. He'll be heartbroken as soon as he finds out. Damn, how I wish I could rewind to the past and fix my mistake. I shook my head as I tried not to make my depressing thoughts come back into my mind.
I walked into the closet and threw on a hoodie and sweatpants. Aint really doing nothing so there isnt a reason for me to dress up. I rolled on some deoderant and some lotion on my dry patches of skin. I put my damp hair into a sloppy, careless bun and walked out the closet. I walked passed the bed to see Chris still in the same position as he was in when I walked in. Lately, Ive been avoiding him, treating him harshly, and even threaten that I'd leave or move out just so he can be distant and so that the "plan" can work. But Chris just won't budge. He's the type of person that will not take no for an answer. And thats the type of man that I like. Someone that takes control and won't back down. Thats why I struggle to leave him and continue on with this"plan". I cant go forward with this. The words that come out of my mouth doesn't just hurt Chris, but it rips me apart too. It hurts me to see what I can say can really take a toll on him. Sometimes he even storms off and I wont see him for hours. But since he's the type of guy that I will fall in love with, I always seem to cuddle right next to him in his arms at night. We never have sex anymore because I'm never in the mood or I think about that certain night. I know that Chris gets extremely frustrated 'cause of his horny, sexual ass. I just wish everything was different. I just wish this could end. Better yet, rather than saying this I should actually do it.
I walked over to the nightstand where my Gold IPhone 5s was and turned it on. While it was turning on, I turned my head one more time looking back at Chris, who was in a different position then before. The phone vibrated in my hands indicating that it was on. I walked out the bedroom and into one of the guest bedrooms that was across the hall. I shut the door behind me and leaned against the wall. I clicked on my contact list and scrolled down. His name appeared upon my screen seconds later. I stared at the green phone icon for a while, scared to press it. A few minutes after debating, my thumb hesitately tapped the icon. A wave of nervousness flooded through my body as I realized what I just did. I slowly put the phone up to my ear and listened to it ring. My stomach started to turn as I bit my lip. One ring..... Two rings..... Three rings..... Four rings..... Final ri---
