Amarie and Chris never spent a day apart until their love was forcefully ripped away from one another. They now live completely separate lives battling with their inner demons. They wish for the day they could be together again but they don't think...
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"HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!" Everyone screams in unison as the clock strikes midnight. I get on my tippy toes and grab Chris' face for a kiss. He kisses me back with so much sincerity that I melt into his hold. I giggle as he grabs my ass pulling me closer to him before kissing all over my face. I was so happy I was sharing this moment with him even with something heavy lingering on my mind.
"Fuck, I love you so damn much, baby." Chris slurs into my ear.
"I love you too, daddy." I peck him on the lips before gazing into his glossy orbs. Chris was already double booted so I decided to stay the semi-sober mind for the night. I had smoked a few and was feeling nice.
Tonight was the first night that I've celebrated New Years in who knows how long. I opted to put my feelings to the side despite this day being a pretty traumatic memory for me. Chris and Tyga decided to throw a hotel party for their crew to show their appreciation. They rented this big ass suite in the Seaport district. I really didn't want to be a party kill so I've been acting like I'm okay even though that's far from the truth.
To some people, New Years was a fresh start, a chance of renewal but to me, it was only a resemblance of death. I tried my hardest not to reminisce but someway, somehow it always came to the forefront of my mind.
Which is exactly why I've been up under Chris all night. He knew exactly how I was feeling and wouldn't leave my side. It's not like I wanted him to. His presence gave me the best comfort and that's all I needed to try to push that memory to the back burner.
I wrap my arms around Chris' torso hugging him tightly as he dances lightly to the music blasting throughout. The crew stood around hype as fuck but I was too deep in my feelings to live out this moment with the rest of them.
It was another year. A year that I was hoping to find my inner peace so I could get rid of these demons. A year I was hoping would be full of exciting memories and less dark times. My mind state hadn't been the best but being up under him put my persistent worries at ease. All I needed was to be within his aura and everything felt like it would be more than okay.
