No Angel (Chris Brown love story)

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Wednesday, January 2nd

• Chris •

"I'll get it!" Royalty shouted, running to the mailbox and bringing me back the stack.

I rummaged through bills but a letter from Yasmin caught my attention. I closed the front door behind me and ripped it open.

Chris,

As much as I would hate to admit it, knowing you and Khloe had whatever going on makes me feel some type of way. You make me feel some type of way. You brought color in my world when I felt like everything was black and white. I don't know how to describe it, I don't love you at least I don't think I do, but it's more than like at this point. I wanna be selfish with you, but I don't think you want the same. I want you and everything that comes with you. Royalty brings out a more patient side of me I never knew was there and I think it was meant for you two to come in the salon that day and for us to meet the way we did. You're authentic when I feel like everything is fake. And when you're not yourself, I do anything I can to remind you how great of a man you are. I could only hope one day you see what I see and one day feel what I feel. Adoration.

"Ro, you up for a nail date?"

"I was hoping you'd ask." she smiled.

• Tarell •

"Mail." John said, tossing a few letters on the bed next to me.

I took my eyes off the game for a second to look and had to pause it when I seen Yasmin's name in the corner.

I took my finger and slid it through the opening. We hadn't talked since her birthday and a letter wasn't like her, but I know her hand writing.

Tarell,

I been on some nut shit I admit that, but you came back into my life at a strange time. And this time it was much harder than when I was 17 going off to college. I could never tell the person that knows me best no and when you said let's give it another shot, you were telling me not asking me. That's why I wanna be with you. There's never a question with us. We click without hesitation. I know the love you have for me is real, and the love I have for you is ready when you are to accept it.

"No." I mumbled to myself.

Yasmin has to be confused or that nigga ain't tryna settle down with her. I don't believe she ain't said word to me for over two months but writes a letter that she loves me.

But at the same time, I know how hard it is for her to express her emotions. I just needed some kinda clarity.

I picked up my phone, went into the log and put my phone to my ear as it rung.

"Hello?"

"This girl just sent me a letter that she loves me."

"Then go get her."

"I don't-"

"Not asking you, I'm telling you go get her if you want the other $1,500."

The call ended and I looked at my lock screen and saw it was 4 o'clock on a Wednesday so I know it's only 3 places she could be. Home, the salon, or Runyon.

• Tobias •

I balled up the letter and threw it before getting up.

"Baby what's wrong?" Milan asked me.

"Ima kill this bitch."

Typical Yasmin, always managing to fuck up somebody day.