Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I don't know how I'm gonna tell P I gotta move out. I can't be engaged and sleeping in the bed with another woman. Honestly I might just sleep in my art room until I move out officially.
I do know that I gotta talk to Porsha though.
I dropped Jordan off then went to go see ny grandma, but before I could, my mom called me.
"Hello? .. Hello? Chris?"
"Yea mama hey wassup? Why you calling at this time of the night".
"You grandma. She uhh. She's gone Christopher"
With that, I felt numb. I was doing what she wanted. I was trying to get her to see me get married, but I didn't get a chance ! She was 86, and I wanted her to at least see 100 !
I instantly started crying. I didn't know what I was gonna do with myself. My mother eventually hung up because she knew I wasn't going to respond anymore.
I started knocking my hands against my head trying to tell myself it wasn't true, but I knew it was.
I needed to get home. If I don't, I really don't know what I might do.
¥¥ When I got home, P had a glass of wine in her hand. Damn she's gorgeous.
I went to her and I snatched the glass out her hand and chugged it.
"You good?" she asked
I just hugged her until I broke down and cried.
"What is wrong Christopher? Please tell me. Please."
"She's gone. My grandmother is gone. She wanted me married so I proposed, and the day I do. She just dies !"
I could feel her heart speed up. I didn't mean to tell her I proposed yet ! Damn i'm always fucking up.
Porsha
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
He's fucking engaged ! Who's the bitch!
Here I am. All invested and shit and he goes and gets engaged. This just ain't the time to even get mad.
I don't know whether I wanna be there for him or not.
"Let's just get you upstairs to lay you down"
With that, I bought him upstairs. I laid him down on the bed and began to walk out the room. I didn't wanna be in the same bed as no married nigga.
"Porsha baby?"
"Christopher?"
"Please. Please lay with me. I need you tonight please baby"
If he doesn't know, this is definitely cheating, but whatever floats his rabbit ass boat.
I went to go lay with him.
"What'll your fiancé think?" I said as I straddled the top of him causing him to give my booty soft rubs.
"She'll be fine. Just cuddle with me"
With that, we both laid in the bed ready to sleep.
Chris
Next Morning ..
Ughh my head is pounding outta my face. My eye are puffy and red.
I got up to use the bathroom, and I heard throwing up. It was Porsha
"Aye Porsha ! You alright in there?"
"Nah. I think ima need to go to the hospital. I've been sick all week !"
"Ard. Go wait for me downstairs. I'll drive."
About 10 minutes went by and I was dressed and ready at the car. Her primary wasn't too far away from us. It was about 20 minutes. She made an emergency appointment on the phone while we drove.
"Hello. I'm here for an emergency appointment with Dr.Nealson" P said
"Yes. She told me she was expecting you. Straight down the hall then make a left"
"Thanks Chris. Get back to the office, and — WAIT WHAT ABOUT RO ! I forgot about my daughter !"
"No baby. Chill out. My little cousin Trev went to go get her from our house to take her to school. She knows Trev. She's in good hands baby calm down."
"Ok. I'll catch an uber home. I won't be in the office today at all. Make me happy. See you when you come home, and bring dinner" she said.
"With that, she just followed the directions he lady gave her. I hope she gave her something to settle her stomach because this is completely ridiculous. I feel bad for my baby. I mean Porsha ________________________________ Y'all minds about to be mothafreaking blown ok !
