Forever??? (Chris Brown Love Story)(SQL to 30 Days)

Chapter Sixteen: Dave

Jaylein pov

"Aye who that fine nigga by yo truck?" Tiffany asked me pointing outside the window infront on the shop.

"Ion know Give me a second ma'am." I told my client and headed outside to looked at the nigga who touching all in my shit. "Can I help you?" I asked him raising my eyebrow.

He stopped and looked at me and I chuckled knowing who it was. "Wassup Mrs." He said and I gave him a smile.

"I'm not married to your brother Dave." I told him. "What you want and why you touching on my shit?"

"It's dope." He said tapping my the trunk of my truck. I really wanted to know if you can hook your future brother-in-law up with some braids."

I laughed and shook my head. "Come in."

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"So you and Chris made up?" I asked him as I put French braids in his head.

"Something like that." He said and Bernice cleared her throat causing me to look at her.

"You want some water?" I asked her.

She smacked her lips and unplugged her stuff. It's just me her and Dave and it looks like she finna leave it's only 8 but it's also a Monday and I miss my babies.

"Naw girl I'm straight." She said grabbing her purse. "Call me when you get home." She told me heading for the door.

"I will, love you." I told her as she closed the blinds and curtains.

"Love you too." She said waking out the door leaving me and Dave.

"All done." I told him. My phone ring cutting me off. I wiped my hands on my apron and picking it up. "Hello." I said.

"Wassup baby." Chris asked me.

"wassup." I told him looking myself in the mirror and behind me looked at Dave stare causing me to look down.

"You on yo way?" He asked me.

"Naw give me about 30 minutes then yeah." I said. "Why you or the kids need something?"

"Naw hurry up tho I wanna eat dinner."

"Cook then nigga." I told him playing with my nail polish.

"I'm talking about your pussy."

I licked my lips and playing rolled my eyes. "Bye." I told him and hung up.

Looking down at my phone at his picture I smiled and shook my head. I looked up into the mirror only to see Dave right behind me causing my heart to race and me to turn around to look up at him.

"Damn back up." I told him.

All he did was smile and look down at me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer making me push him but his grip was to tight. "Stop." I told him looking him in his eyes.

"Stop fighting it Jaylein." He whispered in my ear while starting to kiss my neck.

"I'm not back the fuck up off me." I told him Pushing him again only for him to wrap his hand around my neck cutting off my air way.

"You sorta are." He told me with that stupid as smile of his. I reached to my right as he looked me up and down.

His hands started to unbuckle my jeans just as my hand reached the blow dryer. I swung it with all of my strength and hit him in the head breaking it on his head.

He groaned and grabbed his head as he stumbled back. "Bitch." He said looking at me with a look of disgust.

He reached for his hip and pulled out his gun. I froze just staring at him and his gun that was in pointing at my face.

He fired causing me to duck just in time letting the bullet break my mirror. I used my foot to kick him upward in his dick. He dropped his gun and leaned down grabbing himself and I crawled over and grabbed his gun, stood up and stared hitting him over and over with it.

Once I realize I beat his unconscious And there was blood on my shirt I panicked. "Fuck." I said looking down at him. I grabbed my purse off my station and threw the gun in it. I ran over turned off the lights and exited my shop.

Locking the door from outside I ran to my truck and hopped it. I quickly started it up and pulled off.

Tears flooded my eyes as the thought of me killing a nigga. I'm not crying because I might of killed him I'm crying because I'm to cute to go to jail and I got kids, what the fuck am I gonna do.

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I walked in the house and into the living room. I saw Chris sitting on the couch playing 2k. He looked at me and his jaw dropped.

"Jaylein What the fuck happened?" He asked me standing up walking over to me as I dropped my purse on the table.

"Dave." I told him.

"Fuck you mean?!" He yelled.

"He came to the shop to get his hair braided, he was my last client, he came on to me so I had to defend myself." I told him as the tears stared falling again.

"You killed him?" He asked me.

"Chris ion know!"

"How don't you fucking know Jaylein?! He yelled at me in frustration.

"I just hit him with a gun." I told him.

"Fuck Jj." He said sitting in the couch and ran his hands over his waves. "Call Bernice to Come Watch the kids."

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I put the key in the lock and turned it then realized it wasn't locked. I pushed the door open with Chris behind me and walked over to turn on the lights only to see no Dave.

"He was here!" I yelled as I fell in confusion looking at the broken blow dryer, blood, and bullet in my shattered mirror.

Chris sighed and ran his hands over his face.

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Chris pov

After me and Jaylein cleaned up her shop we headed back home to kick Bernice out and get some sleep.

I felt Jaylein climb in bed with me so I turned over and grabbed her pulling her close.

She turned off her table lamp leaving the room in darkness. I played in Jaylein's soft hair to calm her since she's been a little stress up by this whole Dave Shit and that's the last thing I want for her.

"What if he comes back?" She asked softly.

"He won't Jj relax you showed him your not the one to be played with." I told her.

She sighed then spoke. "I know Chris but what about the kids, ion want them to-"

"Jaylein I know and I won't let anything happen to them nor you." I told her. "That's why imma get out this game to make sure of that." I told her. "Ion want you stressing." I told her climbing on top of her. "You'll be fine." I kissed her neck over and over as I felt Cj get excited.

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