Little Imagines (Rated R)

What do I mean to you? *Part One*

I walk into the house to a drunk boyfriend laid up with a groupie... I wake her up, her to go home and start to clean up. I don't even have the energy to curse, yell, or scream tonight. I can't I'm too tired.  I finish and vacuum I guess it woke him up because he came downstairs.

"Damn, I hope that girl didn't steal any of Y/n shit." He stopped once he saw me.

"Oh hey baby " he stubbles with his words. " Hey . . ." I reply, there's not much to say anymore. I'm emotionally drained. He walks over to me and looks at me trying to see if I fought the groupie.  I sigh and give the answer to his unspoken question, "I didn't fight her, I woke her up and called her a cab to go home."

 

"Oh, I'm sorry "he whispers.

 I laugh softly "I know you're sorry Chres. You're always sorry. This time I'm sorry . . .  I'm sorry that I take your shit the way I do. I'm sorry that I sit here and look stupid, no matter what my friends say."

He rolls his eyes "Here we go with this shit again"

 I look back at him, my eyes full of anger. " What shit!? All the shit I take from you? Telling the groupies to get out of my . . . No . .   Our fucking bed! Under OUR fucking roof! The only fucking thing you can say is "Here we go with this shit again" ? Yo, punk ass goes out to fuck with these groupies that don't want shit from you other than to say " Yeah, girl I fucked him." ! Disrespecting the hell out of me and talking down to me like I'm less than you. Chres the last fucking thing I want to hear from you is a fucking attitude! "

He looks at me shocked. I've never stood up to him, I've always taken his shit and I'm tired now. Fuck it.

" For once in our relationship could you try not to be a doggish nigga and be my man? Can you be a man, is that even possible for you? Why is that so hard for you to do for us? Hell is it me, am I not good enough for you? "

I grab the bag of trash and throw it out , I turn around and see him standing there. I shake my head while staring at him my eyes well up with tears. I walk passed him and grab my purse I sigh " I'm going to my moms. Call me when you can answer my questions. I just might answer."

Chres P O V

I just stood there . . .  I couldn't say anthing at all. I knew Y/n felt a certain way about this. I just didn't think I'd fucked up that bad yet . . . ? She's my baby, I love her. No one knows how much I love this girl. I've known her all my life and I've been dating her for 3 years, she's my everything.

Y/n P O V

I got to my moms, I was glad she wasn't there I just wanted to see my big sister. She always helps me out in these situations. I already knew my eyes told the whole story of me crying in the car, I'm still going to act normal.

I knock on the room door "Knock Knock" I say softly as I walk in. She looks over to me and sits up in the bed "Hey babes!!"  I smile at how excited she gets when I come to see her. I lie down beside her on the bed and rub her tummy softly "Hows my little nephew coming?" she smile and replies "SHE is coming along great. Kicking my ass and making me tired each and everyday now." I playfully pout "I told you I wanted a nephew." she laughs " Well baby girl, I guess you need to get started on yours then"

I laugh softly " Not anytime soon with the way Chres is acting, he's still with the groupies, and drunk all the time." Sissy, I get tired of dealing with it and taking his shit. . .  I don't even know why I take it . ." I pause for a moment trying to control my tears "It's like every moment when I'm going to leave I talk myself into staying. He's not a bad guy sissy, he's just caught between ' Roc and Chres' ."

She sighs and hugs me while speaking softly " Baby, you have to choose sometimes. Waiting around will only get you so far if that person is not commited to changing. It has to be mutual, he has to care enough that he changes for you. He has to want to better himself."

I begin to cry even harder, I don't know for sure if Chres will come around for me . . .  I want him to but I don't believe he'll leave ' Roc" in the past for me. . . "Sissy, can I ask something?" I'm afraid to ask this question, I don't want this to come to a reality. She nods waiting for my question, " How do pregnancy symptoms start?" she shrugs "It's different for everyone, for me I had morning sickness. For mama, you know she felt sick the whole time. I don't feel that bad though." I nod.

I look at my phone and see the time. "I'm just going to stay here for the night." I kiss her and my little niece goodnight. I walk into my old bedroom, I look around thinking about how it was when Chres and I started dating. We had an argument over who would get the last snicker at the gas station. I don't even think he wanted it. He just saw a cute girl, he wanted to mess with me.

I lie in the bed and smile to myself. "I just want Chres back."

Chres P O V

I know I should make the right choice. I should be able to grow up for her, I want a family and to be married to her. She's my whole life, I just don't know how to show her that. I sit up all night thinking of what to say when she comes home. I can be a man . . .  Can't I ??

I sigh and shake my head. I grab my phone and call her but she doesn't answer. I keep calling assuming that she's sleep I keep calling so I can wake her up. "Hello?" her sister answers the phone. I bite my lip " I was just calling to answer y/n's questions . .  but I guess she doesn't want to talk to me."  I hear her moving around, mufflled talking in the back.

" hello?" I hear her sleepy voice, I take a deep breath. " For one, I can be a man I will change for us. When I see those girls, I don't even know why I want them. Mostly because they want me."  she sighs "Anything else?"

I bite my lip. "You are good enough, you're way more than I deseve. I've had you for 3 years and I go out acting like " Roc" fucking shit up for Chres. Your Chres, the one that tried to steal your snicker at the gas station, because I couldn't think of anything else that may catch a beautiful girls attention. I couldn't have just walked up to you and said " Hi" because I would have choked. You're way more than I deserve, I think about it all the time. I need to appreciate having you more, I need you a lot more than you would ever need me."

She sighs , "Well, you answered."  I smile softly "Are you coming home?"  She sits silently on the phone. " I'm just going to stay at my mom's for a while. . . "  It took everything in me not to cry , "Okay... that's fine."