Mood Switches (Chris brown story) | ON HOLD |

Chapter 32

ARI

"Okay, okay I'm okay now" Chris waves me off to stop. He's been passed out all the way to one in the afternoon, so I put his ass in the shower fully clothed and ran the water on till he got up. It took him less than a minute to wake up cause of how cold the water was

"Why would you get this wasted anyway? What were you thinking?" I said cutting the water off while handing him a dry towel.

"I can't even talk right now. I can't believe you really just did that" he gets up and dries off his face then removes his wet clothes

"It was the only way to wake you up. You don't understand how scary it is having to worry about if you'll be alive the next night. You can't keep doing this to me" I spoke as I started to tear up. These hormones definitely know how to arrive at the right time

"Baby, I'm sorry. I know I keep saying that but I'm here aren't I? I'm alright" he says slipping on clean pairs of clothing

"That's not the point I can't have you setting an bad example for our child once it's here." My eyes then widen and I cover my mouth. I just realized what I said out loud

"Um..what child?" He furrows his eyebrows and steps closer to me. Guess I have to tell him even though this wasn't the way I wanted it to happen. I take his hand in mine so we could sit down for this.

"Okay well..I'm pregnant. That's why I've been sick for so long" I look up at him to study his face. I couldn't tell what his reaction was because he was straight faced then a single tear drops from out of his eye.

"I have to go. Don't wait up for me" was all he said as he got up and started to put on his shoes and grabbed his keys and phone

"Chris, where are you going? That's all you have to say?" I got up following him out the room. He ignores me, heads straight downstairs, then out the door.

I run back to the room and cry into the nearest pillow on the bed. I know him leaving couldn't be an exciting sign. He can't just leave me here wondering what the hell is going on through his mind. It wasn't supposed to happen this way and I don't know how I even let those words slip out.

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CHRIS

"So you're really about to have a baby?...damn" Jamal says as he lets the smoke come from his nose

"I know man..what should I do?" I asked as he passes the blunt to me. The thought of having a little kid around sounds great, but at the same time everything was happening too quickly. I don't know if I was ready.

"Nigga fuck you mean? You're gonna have that baby and raise it right. You know I'm religious n shit so you gonna have to wife her now" I cough out really loud once he says that

"What! Nah you tripping" I shake my head. I take the last few puffs then sit it in the ashtray. I just needed time to sit and think. I wasn't gonna go back home tonight. How did she expect me to react to that. Does she even want to have this baby? I need to talk to my mom but I already know what she'll say to me.

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"Bro where's t-the rest of your patron?" I searched through his cabinet to find it. It was about 9:00 and I've already taken a couple shots.

"Chris you don't need anymore to drink" he grabs ahold of my arm so I take a swing at him but he ducks

"Yo calm down" he quickly grabs my arm till I'm pend to the ground. I then burst out in tears. What was I doing?

"I'm sorry man, y-you know she told me s-she wouldn't want me around our child if I kept drinking like this." I cried to myself then he helped me up