"I can't just choose between you and them, Kae! They're my family, they're all I've got!" Chris argued.
"I'm not asking you to choose, Chris. All I want you to do is to move to L.A with me. That simple." Karrueche said.
"Exactly! Without Chilombo and Chresanto! I'm not about to leave a fifteen year old girl and a seventeen year old boy here by themselves just to be with you. I think-yeah I think you got me fucked up." Chris said.
I shook my head as I sat on the stairs and watched them argue. They do this all the time.
Karrueche wants Chris to drop everything, (including us), and move to Los Angeles with her, even though she says that's not the case. Chris wants to move to Los Angeles, but doesn't want to leave us here. My mama and August left. I'm not going to lose Chris too.
"You know what, Karrueche? Get the fuck out my house." Chris barked.
"Fine! I don't need your lame ass anyway!" Karrueche yelled, slamming the house door behind her.
Chris threw a vase across the room and plopped down on the couch, putting his head in his hands. I've never seen him act like this. I couldn't help but to feel guilty. I haven't spoken to Chris in a few days, he and rice cake have been going at it, Santo is acting out, and he as to worry about his plea deal. I feel bad for the poor guy.
I cautiously tip-toed down the stairs. Chris was still breathing heavy with his head in his hands. I sat down by him and rubbed his bare back. He jumped a little when he felt my hand, but calmed down once he felt it was me. He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. I layed my head back on his shoulder.
"Chris." I said.
"Hmm?" He said.
"I'm sorry. You were right and I was wrong. I know that you care. I-I know August forgot about me. I know that I was being hard headed. And I'm sorry." I said, breaking down.
"I know, baby. Don't cry." Chris said, rubbing my back.
But I couldn't stop. I had to face reality. August doesn't care about me anymore. I'm history. And it had to come to this for me to realize it. Now I look pathetic as hell. I don't even know me anymore.
