Nine: Close Call

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Cherish

The door was yanked open what I believed was a few days later. I really had no clue though,Time seemed to fly by in My little cell.

"Get the fuck up. Yo brother on his way over with the fam. Go wash yo and get yourself all pretty and back to normal so you can smile and grin when they get here."

I silently walked out of the room with tears still coming down my face. I headed straight upstairs and into our room. Quickly stripping out our my clothes I went into the bathroom and took a relaxing shower.

When I exited the shower I almost jumped out of my skin. Jordan was sitting on the toilet crying.

"I'm sorry cherish" he cried "I'm so sorry I don't know what's wrong with me" he pulled my naked body to him and cried into my stomach

"I'm so sorry Jakeem" he spoke to our unborn son. He rubbed circles in my stomach

I just stood frozen unable to move or think. Was he actually sorry? Was this a psychotic breakdown? I had no idea, but I was terrified. If his mood was switching like this ain't no telling

"Please. Please don't leave me cherish. I need help. I don't wanna lose you too. I don't wanna lose my son. I love you cherish please help me."

Tears sprang to my eyes and I wrapped my arms around him "I got you." I spoke rubbing his head "just talk to me tell me what's wrong "

He sobbed "I'm so fucked up in the head" he cried harder "I don't wanna be like this Cherish. I don't wanna hurt you. I love you, I love you so much" he wrapped his arms around my waist tightly "no more cruel words no more abuse no more locking you in that damn room I'm sorry just please help me please"

I couldn't control my emotions as I cried with him. I knew it I knew I would be able to get through to him. He loves me and he's gonna change. Watch

Brielle

I placed the tightly rolled blunt to my lips and lit it. The smoke lingered in my lungs as I let the effects of the plant kick in. we both needed a smoke break after the numerous rounds of hot steamy nasty sex in his outdoor hot tub. And on his balcony. And On the stairs.

We both laid sprawled out on his living room floor wrapped in the sheet from his bed. We we're out of breath and tired but we couldn't get enough of each other. Every since we both let the cat out the bag about actually loving each other we couldn't stop touching, tasting, and grinding on each other ever single chance we got.

"I love you Coca" he said running his fingers through my hair gently massaging my scalp

I smirked. "I love you too Teddy" I took another hit of the blunt then passed it to him

"Shit, now I'm mad cause you finna be leaving me and going back home in a few" he looked up at me and the sunlight from the big ass windows in here made his goldish-brown eyes look like two deep ass pools of honey. Turning me on all over again. Something about this man just got me all bent out of shape and made me wanna let him bend me out of shape.

I licked my lips at the dirty thought that danced through my mind "I don't leave till a week and a half."

"What would you say if I asked you to consider moving?" He asked whole twiddling with my hair still

I shrugged "I'm honestly not against it. Not right now though" I answered honestly

He nodded in agreement "I know. You got too much shit going on for you in NY. Yo studio and shit. I'm just thinking ahead" he looked over at me "I don't play on letting you go or doing anything to make you wanna go. So I know eventually we gone have to deal with the living in two different states shit."

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