Childhood Memories (Chris Brown Fanfic)

Chapter 7

Tiffany's pov:
I woke up and looked around. Fuck, what time is it? I got out of Chris's grip and grabbed my phone that was still on the chair. Its 11am. Oh thank god. I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I then walked downstairs to make breakfast.

Chris's pov: *15 mins later*
   I got up and realized Tiff wasnt next to me. I went to the bathroom and did normal bathroom things then walked downstairs to see her in the kitchen. "I got laid last night and I get breakfast. I must be in heaven." I said. She turned around while laughing. "You play too much." She said. She fixed my plate along with hers and
we sat down at the island together.

Tiffany's pov:
   "Im sorry if I hurt you last night." He said. "No you're fine. My legs were jello yesterday night after it but im good now." I said. "So I have to ask..." He said. "What?" I asked. "Was it good?" He asked raising his eyebrow and smirking. " Yes, it was actually better than my ex." I said. He stood up and did a little dance. "You are childish... but it makes you cute." I said. "Im not cute. Im sexy." He said. "You iight." I said making him laugh. "Whats ya plan for today?" He asked.

"I have a photoshoot at 1 then I have to film." I said. "What you filming?" He asked. "I ordered some clothes and they got there yesterday so a fashion haul." I said. "Ohhh." He said as we ate. After breakfast, I washed the dishes.

Chris's pov:
   I was chillin while she washed the dishes.

*ding*

"Check that for me Chris." She said. I grabbed her phone and checked. It was a text from her pops. "Its from ya pops." I said. "I thought he kicked you out...." I said.

Tiffany's pov:
   "He did.... read it, you know the password." I said. He opened the phone. "My dear darling its your father... Im sorry for the way I treated you. I got your number from aunt Lisa... Please reply to me princess." Chris said reading the text. I finished the dishes and dried my hands. I felt sick to my stomach. "What happened?" Chris asked. I sighed. "I was going to tell you later on about it but since this happened now..." I said.

Chris's pov:
"My mom died when I was 12 because of my dad... he drank ALOT... and he abused her ALOT... She ended up "committing suicide" as police say but I know he did it. I was going to tell the police about the abuse but I panicked because I thought he would hurt me too. A month after I turned 16, he was drinking and we got into an argument.... I threatened to tell the cops and he kicked me out. I had the clothes on my back, my almost broken phone and $20.... I called a cab service and went to my aunts. She helped me until I turned 18.. when I turned 18, I moved out and came out here." She explained with tears in her eyes.

"Damn... that's... wow.." I said. "I dont ever tell anyone the story because half the time, people dont believe me..." She said. I got up and hugged her as she let the tears come down. "Its okay... You're good now. You been good. You dont need him in ya life." I said. "But why now? Why would he text me out of no where?" She asked. "I dont know... if you want, maybe we could link up with him and ask..." I said. "I'll think about it." She said. "I dont want old memories to come back..." She said.

She wiped her eyes and looked at me. "Thanks Chris." She said. "For what?" I asked. "We havent seen each other in years and yet you act like the best friend I'd knew you'd be if I never moved." She said making me smile. "No need to thank me." I said. "What time is it?" She asked. "Almost 12..." I said. "I gotta leave." She said with a pout. She ordered an uber and went upstairs to grab her stuff.

Tiffany's pov:
"Im leaving." I said. "Alright, I'll see you whenever. Text me." He said. "Of course." I said. He leaned down and kissed my lips. I smiled and kissed back. I left his house and got into my uber.