Chris was sitting on the balcony of their hotel. He had sparked a blunt and was looking out at the beach blowing smoke with his eyes squinted. He rarely smoked due to football. He usually only did it when he was stressed or during the off season. And well, in this case it was both.
Robyn was still wrapped in the white sheets that spread across the bed. She hadn't gotten much sleep. She knew Chris wasn't over the situation. No matter how much he said he was. He'd either argue with her about it or act like she didn't exists. She needed to tell him the truth but she just couldn't. If she was going to tell him she would be risking her whole relationship. She worked so heard on getting him to be faithful to her and now she felt as though she committed the biggest sin.
She got out of the bed and tossed her hair over her shoulder. She put on one of the white robes that was provided for them when they got into the room. She stared at his back as he looked out into the water.
"Good morning." She whispered as she stood behind him.
"It's 1:30."
Oh great. He's switching up the game. Asshole. Robyn could play the game just as well as he could.
"Well, it was a long night & I couldn't sleep, so good morning Christopher."
He sent a nasty glare back her way, then turned forward. She rolled her eyes.
"What's your problem?" She asked him
He chuckled. "You really asking me that?"
"I'm curious. I'm curious as to why you acting like a fucking female, if you have something on your mind why don't you just say it?"
"Rob, I can barely wrap my mind around what could have happened, let alone what to say to you."
"What could've happened, Chris? Are you serious? Do you think of me like that? You want to know what happened? I was worrying about where my boyfriend was and he came to the door, he told me where you went and how he found me, he works here. He said he wanted to talk because he was leaving for Texas and said he probably wouldn't ever see me again. So I let him come in, we talked about the fucking past and I got closure from a situation I regretted deeply. Did we kiss? Yes Chris, he kissed me."
Chris' eyes shifted to her and he stood up to leave but she stopped him with her hand.
"But I pulled back as soon as I felt it because he fucked up when he even tried it. I don't feel guilty about shit Chris, because I didn't do anything! I'm not that kind of girl! When I love someone I love only them! I don't care how many niggas walk past me and want to talk to me, I know how to say NO. I'm never going to see him again, but you know what? I'm glad he came and talked to me, because me getting this closure helped me realize how much I've learned to love while I've been with you. You've taught me so much about love Chris, and you think Ima just go fuck another nigga? It's nice to know what you think of me."
He turned around and looked at her. "Okay Robyn."
"You are such an asshole."
"What the fuck did you want me to think Robyn? You know good and damn well if you saw me walking out of a room that any of the hoes I've slept with or dealt with you'd have the same thoughts, so don't act like I'm committing a crime for my suspicion!"
"I can understand speculation Chris! That's fine, but when I told you last night shit didn't go down you could've believed me instead of getting up and treating me like shit!"
"Shit did happen Robyn! He kissed you! I could've got that nigga if you would've told me!"
"That's exactly why I didn't. It's not that serious. He's in the past, I'm tryna focus on my future with you in it and you making it real hard right now."
"Why is he so forgettable to you?"
"What?"
"We all have an ex, that we don't understand why it didn't work out, we might not want them back but it's just how it is. Why is he forgettable?"
"I really don't want to talk about it."
"I don't care."
"Chris, come on."
His eyes widened at her.
"I left him."
"Why?"
"That's the problem, I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know, it had to be a reason."
"I don't know. I wish I did, he just.. Put it in and I pushed back and ran."
"So that's the nigga with the "wack dick" you lost ya vCard to, huh?"
"Yeah, It is."
"Always thought it was Aubrey."
She gave him a blank stare. "what the fuck."
"The way you described it. It just made it seem like something he would do."
"I think we're done here." She said as she slid the door open and walked into the bedroom.
"Robyn!" Chris said as he followed her. "Baby! I was playing. You know he got a pussy, why you playing?" He said as he grabbed her from behind around her waist and pecked her neck.
"And how would you know?" Robyn said side eyeing him.
He paused. "Don't do that shit."
She giggled at him. "Do what?" She tried to pull him in using his drawstring on his athletic shorts.
"Nope, fuck it. We're done here."
"Stop, I was kidding."
He pulled her in again. "Aye, don't start no shit won't be no shit. No more arguing. Promise?" He held out his pinky.
"Promise." She linked hers in his and then pecked his lips.
He moved his hands down to the tie of her robe and undid it just so he could get to her body.
She ran her tongue across his bottom lip and her hands down his abs. He laid her back on the bed laying the robe open so that she was fully exposed. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he passionately kissed hers. "I love you" he whispered. But all she could do was throw her head back.
"The door." Robyn whimpered.
They're eyes both shifted to the door as knocks from the other side echoed throughout the room.
Chris ignored her request to go get it at first, but the knocking continued.
"Fuckkkk."
Chris walked towards the door in a robe and looked through the peephole.
Jasmine.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Chris exclaimed. Robyn heard him and went into the other room. Oh the bitch that was there when her and Chris first met had returned. Wonderful. Jasmine glanced at Robyn and rolled her eyes.
"In Miami? Spring break. At this door? We got problems."
"And that is?"
"Im pregnant and you're the only one that could be the father."
Chris' heart stopped dead in his chest.
"Fuck you mean I'm the only one? Bitch we fucked almost 8 months ago! You damn sure aint 8 months pregnant. Fuck off my doorstep."
No. But she was a good 5 months. Woah.
"No Chris, it's yours and don't act like it isn't." Jasmine winked at Robyn. Robyn looked at Chris.
"I will call security on your ass, get the fuck outta here."
"Don't deny what you've done for your little girlfriend Chris. I think our baby is more important than her."
"Fuck up with that our shit. Stop calling another niggas baby mine."
"Chris you're in so much denial, but the truth will prevail. Just wait." She winked at him and turned away. "Bye Bye Now!" She waved.
He turned around to look if Robyn was still there but she was gone. He walked swiftly to the bedroom to find her laying across the bed scrolling on her phone.
He looked at her and she looked at him.
His face read "am I in trouble?"
Robyn put her phone down as he stood in front of her.
"Did you sleep with her, while you were with me?" She asked.
Chris swallowed hard...
