Me and Mr. Brown

Chapter 13

"Merry Christmas!" I am awoken by Ariel.

I rub my eyes and sit up.

"You guys put on quite the show last night," Ariel winks.

I have too think about what she says before blushing.

"Stop it...wheres Chris anyway?" I look around.

"I can barely hear you...your voice is all raspy, damn Chris tore it up," she claps. She is so weird, but I love her.

I laugh and nod in agreement.

"Can you help me up?" I ask.

My legs are sore as fuck. More than the last time we had sex.

She grabs hold of my hands and pulls me up. She helps me in the bathroom, because I can't walk on my own. Literally.

She laughs at me. I flip the bird at her, and start too brush my teeth. Then I start my bath water and put in the soap.

After a good thirty minutes in the bath tub and twenty minutes in the shower I do my hygiene things. Finally, I can walk on my own even though it hurts every time I take a step. I put on a floral skater skirt, a black cami and a cropped jean jacket. I flat iron my hair and I hear my dad call me from downstairs.

"Come on Alina, we wanna open these presents today!"

I grab my phone and walk slowly down the stairs. When I walk into the kitchen I see, August,Chris,my Mom, Dad and Ariel having a good time,laughing and talking about old times.

"Goodmorning, or should I say afternoon. Merry Christmas baby," my mom gets up too kiss my cheek.

"Merry Christmas everyone," I try too say but it comes out like a raspy whisper.

"Damn what happened to your voice?" My dad ask. Me and Chris look at eachother and Chris smirks.

August and Ariel start too giggle.

"Why yall look at eachother?" My mom ask and my dad looks confused.

"You guys didn't hear? Alina was screaming really loud, because I was-" Chris starts until I punch his leg underneath the table. He smirks,"Like I was says she was screaming because I was tickling her,and she was trying to hit the high notes in my song I'm writing."

Thank bejesus.

"Oh! Why didn't you just say that? Alina tell him sorry, no need too hit someone because your embarrassed that your a bad singer. I've been waiting too tell you but-"

"Alright lets open presents!" My dad interupts. Damn, am I that bad of a singer?

I mean mug Chris and he chuckles. Nigga, think shit so funny until I buss him in his mouth.

"Ok, me and your mother want too give ours first because...well we...we have too leave." I look at my mom, with confusion on my face. She looks down.

"Where are we going?"

"Not we, your mother and I," he says slowly.

"Unfuckingbelieveble," I mumble. Now usually I don't have a problem with my parents leaving for work trips, but lately its been pissing me off. And really on Christmas?! Mom just told me that she never would miss a Christmas or New Years but here they go again.

"Watch your mouth you ain't grown!" My mom yells. She hates when people curse but I don't give a fuck.

"Um we are just going too go to the kitchen," Ariel says. Chris kisses my cheek before rushing out of the living room with Ariel and August.