Chris Brown Shorties[completed]

Last words

Breanna
My leg bounced rapidly as I chewed on my bottom lip. This had to be the worst thanksgiving ever. I can't believe Chris. Out of all my family members that were the he just had to set my dad off. He's know he doesn't like him never has. I swear everyday he does something different to piss me off. Pulling up to our home I got out before he could turn off the car. Unlocking the door I walk in heading straight for the wine cabinet in the kitchen.
"And it begins now." He mumbled coming in taking out the patron bottle. "Let me have it." He took the whole bottle back gulping until he couldn't anymore. He hissed shaking his head.
"You know you ruined thanksgiving for my entire family."
"No your brother finally coming out the closet ruined thanksgiving I see no wrong in what I did." He answered looking directly at me.
"You're kidding right. You yelled at my father!"
"He was out of place just like you are right now. And why is all of this my fault. Should I bring up how he invited you're ex had him sitting next to you and shit like I'm not you're husband. That's some disrespectful shit and you know it."
"He wasn't doing any harm unlike you."
"He kissed you breanna. And you just let it fly giggling and blushing like a little school girl. Do you even realize how that makes me look?"
"No one gives a damn how you look unless I'm around." I snapped taking my glass up to our room.
"Ha you are so right. Because I'm just some guy who married you for you're money according to yo family. And you never correct them."
"Oh like you when your mother talks shit about me!?"
"How can you bring up my mother when we haven't seen her in two years thanks to yo spoiled ass. Everything has to go you're way. I can't even spend one holiday with my family because we always with yours and them muthafuckers don't even like me."
"Oh cry me a river where are you when you're sister, cousins, mother and grandmother are all asking me why I'm not pregnant."
"If you would just tell them you can't have kids it wouldn't happen. Why is that so hard for you?"
I rubbed my temples laying down. This marriage is nothing like what I wanted.
Chris
We had been going at for hours. I had a headache and was just tired of this bullshit. This is not what I signed up for.
"Can we just say our apologies go to bed and forget any of this happened?" I mumbled with my arms over my eyes.
"So you just wanna run from our problems huh? You are such a coward."
I clenched my jaw getting up grabbing my keys nothing bothering with my phone.
"My biggest mistake was marrying you. I should've just stayed single it's way better than dealing with yo broke scary ass." She went on.
"I get it. If you regret this so much why don't you do something about it?" I stopped turning to her once last time. I don't plan on coming back tonight. "You don't care about me or my feelings so just end this now."
"Oh and let you get half of my families money and get the look of disappointment from them no thank you. I'll just have to put up with you."
"What happen to us. When did you decided I wasn't good enough anymore. What did I do?" I pleaded.
She gave me the coldest look I've ever seen. "I just don't love you like I use to anymore."
Breanna
He's been gone all night. I know what I said earlier really hurt him. That was the point. He embarrassed me in front of my entire family. I snuggled more into his pillow taking in the sent ill forever love. I was in the wrong but I was angry. My family is always on my back about us and I always take my frustration out on Chris. He never deserves it but always sits back and takes it. He truly loves me and I treat him like shit.
*phone rings* "hello I'm looking for a Breanna Brown."
My heart rate picked up. "Yes this is she."
"Well uh I'm sorry to bring bad news but you're husband was in a very dangerous accident. We need you here right away"
This can't be happening. We were just together. Sure arguing but together. Now he could possibly be leaving me forever!? This can't be happening it had to be a dream. A bad bad dream. Why would I say all those shitty things to him. I love that man with every piece of my body. I just wish our possible last words were something better than they were. I don't know what I'll do if he leaves me. I'm the worst wife ever.
Chris
Got DAMN! My entire body feels like it got hit by a sixteen wheel truck. Why is it so dark? Where am I?
"Here he is." A male voice said followed by a squeal like gasp and what sound like someone was crying. "He was hit by a eighteen wheel truck. He's still breathing on his own but he has a broken leg, bruised lung, four broken ribs, two broken fingers on his left hand and he's in a pretty deep sleep right now from the medicines we gave him."
Damn.
"Oh my god." A soft hand grabbed mine. "Can he hear me?"
"Yes. I'll just go now." The door shut.
"Chris baby....it's Breanna. Im so sorry for how we left things. You were right about leaving it where is was but I just had to keep my big mouth going. I love you so much.....please don't leave me." She cried.
I slowly opened my eyes. "I love you to bre." I mumbled squeezing her hand.
Her head shot up quick. I smiled at he wide eyes. "Chris baby? Oh you're ok baby." She kissed all over my face. "I swear I'll do better I don't wanna lose you ever I love you so much. Everything I said was only out of anger." She hugged me tight.
"Baby it's all good. I love you for better or worst like I said on our wedding day." I kissed her head rubbing her back.
"I'll do better baby I promise."