"Did you sleep with her Chris?" Robyn asked, shockingly seeming unbothered by what had just happened. Her tone was very calm and she laid across the bed as if they were having a normal conversation and she was just asking as a friend.
"No, why would I?"
"I don't know Chris, she just came to the door and said she was carrying your baby, that doesn't require fucking does it?" She asked sarcastically.
"I didn't sleep with her, Robyn."
"Are you lying?"
"Damn Robyn I said no! What more you want me to say?" Chris became very defensive. His tone was nervously tense and his body language had changed.
"I asked a fucking question! Don't I have that right?" Robyn said as she sat up on the bed.
"Yeah, you do, but if I say I ain't do shit believe me dammit!" He walked off into the bathroom. Something wasn't right. Had he slept with Jasmine? Was he the father of this unborn child? Maybe. But the question was when could this have happened? He hasn't been anywhere but to a couple of parties and Rocky's, but he hadn't seen jasmine at any but one and when he did see her, he avoided her at all costs. Maybe he was genuinely upset that Robyn would question his loyalty to her. It was all confusing but only one person knew the truth and that was Chris.
After he composed himself so that he wouldn't be angry at Robyn, he came out of the bathroom and sat down next to her on the bed. He looked at the palms of his hands.
"Robyn..."
"Yes." She said turning her head towards him with a raised eyebrow. She was anticipating the worst. That yeah, he was indeed the father of this child and he had cheated on her. She was trying to think of how she would handle it if he was. Should she leave him? Would she? He was her everything and if he had done this to her she would be heartbroken and would probably never love again.
"Ima tell you what happened, but before I do, I'm putting it on everything, I am not that baby's father."
She looked at him, confused and anxiously, awaiting what he had to tell her.
"Do you believe me?" He asked her making sure she was looking into his eyes. She turned away. Chris went on with his story.
"We were at Marco's party. I was there and so was she. I had a couple beers and a few drinks and I was a lil drunk, I'm not gonna lie. From what i can remember so was she and she kept pulling on me and tugging on me, she tried her hardest to get me to fuck her that night and I swear I didn't, I woke up at my house and mike said she was at her friends. That's what I remember. I promise you I said no a thousand times. I was tempted, but I didn't do nothing, she's tryna frame me Robyn. She hasn't liked you since you walked in the locker room and she'll do anything to make you mad at me."
Robyn looked at him. He seemed like he was telling the truth, but what did he know, he was drunk... He probably couldn't remember shit anyway. For some reason she didn't believe him completely. Jasmine was a beautiful girl. And when Chris is drunk, he's by far the horniest nigga alive. She knew he had a high risk of temptation even when he wasn't drunk, and he really expected her to believe him? Hmph.
"We'll just wait until it gets here, then you can do a DNA test and be sure. For your sake and sanity, okay?"
"You don't believe me Robyn?"
"I didn't say that Chris, I just don't know the truth right now."
"I just told you the truth."
"There are always three sides to a story Chris, you told yours."
"So what you gone go talk to to her too?"
"I'm not trying to argue with your ass Chris. I have every right to be grabbing you by your got damn neck holding it with all my might right now. But I'm trying to as calm as I can be under these circumstances. So do fucking not get an attitude with me cause I swear I'll get one just as quick."
"I'm frustrated Robyn, can't you just act like you understand, for once?"
"What is there to be frustrated about? You said you swear it's not yours, so where is the frustration coming from?"
"Cause my fucking girlfriend don't believe shit that's coming out my mouth!"
"What the fuck, Chris what am I supposed to do? Act like the bitch never came over and never did this shit? All I asked was a few questions, you're the one who blew up at me!"
"Because you're frustrating me!" He yelled very loudly.
Robyn stared at him as if he had lost his mind. "Ok Chris, this never happened. She never came to the door, I never asked you these simple ass questions and we never had this conversation, if that makes you feel any better." She grabbed a hotel key and her phone and left. She didn't tell him where she was going, she just left. And he stood there in the bedroom trying to figure out what had just happened.
As the hours passed since Robyn had left, he began to get worried. It was almost 10 at night and she hadn't called or anything. He expected her to be gone for maybe and hour our two, but it was going on 4 hours. She couldn't have left just yet. Would she leave her stuff? Maybe.
He dialed her number and tried to call her. over and over and over again. She didn't answer. He wondered if he should go looking for her but the city was big and busy, it'd take him days to find her. He decided to call mike, because he needed someone to talk to.
"Aye man, how's the beach?" Mike asked after picking up the phone.
"Could be better."
"What's up?"
"Me and Robz been arguing alot lately. She ran out on me and I don't know where she is."
"You think she left?"
"I hope not. She won't pick up her phone or none of that."
"Sounds familiar."
"What do you mean?"
"Mel hasn't answered any of my calls either, you heard from her?"
"Robyn texted her when we first got here but I haven't heard from her since."
"Damn."
"Aye man, you remember Marcos party?"
"Yeah bruh, why?"
"Did anything happen? Like did I do something?"
"Nah bruh, not that I can remember. Why? That's what the argument is about?"
"Ah man, Jasmine came to my door, in Florida. Pregnant and was like the baby was mine, and I shouldn't hide what I did from my girlfriend, and all this other shit. Robyn's heated."
"Oh shit, bruh. How many months is she?"
"5 I think. I can't remember."
"Well then you can't be, Marco's party was in January... If she's 5 months she would have had to be pregnant in December."
"But wasn't she at the party?"
"Yeah, but she left early, because she got sick. I don't think she even came up to you."
"What the fuck bruh, then why do I remember somebody begging to get a nut.."
"I don't know bruh.. But Jasmine is lying on you big time. So straighten that shit out then figure out the rest."
"I'll hit you later man."
"Cool."
As he hung up Robyn came into the room. She tossed her sneakers into the corner by her suitcase and took off all of her rings and earrings.
"You saw me calling you?" Chris asked.
Robyn flashed him the screen with all of his missed calls still on it.
"Ok, so why didn't you pick up?" He asked. "I was worried."
She glared at him and cut the phone off. She grabbed a tshirt and some panties and a towel and went into the bathroom to shower. After about 20 minutes she came out smelling like Victoria secret's amber bush.
She climbed into the bed next to him but facing away from him. She hadnt said a word since she got back. Chris reached over trying to turn her over. He kissed the side of her face saying I'm sorry repeatedly. He kissed her neck, and moved his hand in between her thighs trying to get her to break. He glanced over at her face and never had he seen a woman so stoned faced, while a man was trying to pleasure her. But leave it to Robyn to be the one.
"Robyn, I love you." He said as he left one more peck on the side of her face and went back to his side of the bed.
