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Heyyy. I'm pushing this update out to guys. It's a little dry but y'all still might like it. 

Cree Daniels

Over the next couple of weeks following the kickback, my laptop and study guides were all I had my face in as I prepared for the first set of accelerated Nursing classes. I still had a few months before the real deal was happening. I just loved the thought of being able to take a few 4-week courses to help expedite the process of getting my degree.

I'm not gone lie, it was a lot to deal with and it was kicking my ass already. Just a couple days ago, I was stressing about the workload and having to turn in so much shit every day. Plus, I was just finding out that Melody was preparing me to become head supervisor at work because she was leaving soon. I just sat in the bed and cried, regretting the urge to want to do this. This was only the second week.

Chris was there to help me over the hump, though. I was upset, but it was funny to see him rush through the bedroom door with just shorts and a beanie on, eating a big ass sandwich. He was looking so concerned as he asked me what was wrong. After I told him, he just came and laid with me in his arms, comforting me and encouraging me to keep going if this is really what I want to do. And I did.

"You don't gotta be in here crying over this shit. This what you wanted, baby. You knew it wasn't gone be easy, but you ain't no easy does it ass chick. You got this. Just relax."

He had kissed my forehead and rubbed my back as I laid on top of him. I went to sleep in his arms, listening to him whisper more stuff to me and tell me he had a surprise for me at the end of the day. When I woke up, he was gone but he had left me a bouquet of roses downstairs in the kitchen sitting next to three bags and an envelope. I opened the envelope first, reading the note inside:

"I had some last minute business to handle but...

I wanted to do something nice so you wouldn't be upset anymore.

I hate seeing you cry. Especially over something you been wanting for so long.

Something for school. Something for you. Something for me. 😉

- CB"

I smiled, putting it down and opening the bags he got. The first bag two brand new MacBook Airs, one pink and the other white. The second had two cute Champion outfits in it. One was a grey crop with logo leggings, the other was a red skirt set. I smiled because it matched the sets he just got for himself.

The last bag made me laugh. It had a sexy little red lace number, complete with the fur trimmed robe, lace trimmed thigh high stockings, and red lace booties. Oh, he had plans, huh?

I appreciated all he did for me, taking the bags upstairs to and putting everything in the closet. I didn't even need the gifts he gave me, but it was the thought that he wanted to make sure I was happy that counted. That's all I needed.

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Chris had been so busy promoting his music and getting new music ready with this Joyner Lucas guy that I hardly saw him this week. Melody had been generous and let me get some PTO time for as long as I needed, but it didn't feel like it counted because me and Chris only saw each other for what felt like a few minutes at a time. I let him do what he needed to do. But I needed some attention.

He had been working heavy on a lot of his artwork these last couple days because he had a pop-up gallery happening in downtown SoHo this upcoming weekend. I heard it would be a lot of big spenders there that were interested in his work, so he invited me to come with him. I didn't mind, seeing as though it would take my mind off all the shit I had to do. Plus this would really be one of the first events we actually attended together in the public eye, despite all the shit that gets said in the media.