Biggest Fan (Chris Brown Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Liyah Thomas

"What the hell babe,
Damn I ain't never felt this way
Somebody, somebody, tell me
I don't have a clue what to do
When it comes to you
Baby, you're so beautiful
Every time I see you girl, it throw me off
It's so unusual
For me to be waiting
But I don't want to blow it girl,
But you should know this girl

I'm not gonna be the one to mess this up
Cause I done effed up in love before,
I'ma be the one to take a back seat girl
We can take our time and
you can run this, Stay in, go out,
Anything you want girl, we can do
Girl are we going down, I don't know,
But from here now baby I'm gone leave that up to you,
I'ma leave it up to you"

I pause my music because someone had knock on my door. So I open the door and it was Dustin, and I was so damn scared because I didn't know what the hell it was going to happen.

"Why are you here Dustin?" I asked him. "Are you alone?" Dustin asked me. "What do you want? Are you going to hit me?" I asked him. "No, I just wanted to talk." Dustin begged. "Why? their is nothing to talk about Dustin." I said. "Please." Dustin told me, and he look like he had been crying. So I soften up. So I open the door wider and then I let him in.

"So.... what's up?" I asked him. "I need help." Dustin told me. "Help with what?" I asked. "I'm on drugs real bad and you the only person that came too mind." Dustin told me. "On.. drugs? Did you tell your mom?" I asked him. "Yeah, and she doesn't want to see me. After I fucked up the family she doesn't want me near her." Dustin explain.

"Why did you do it?" I asked. "I don't know." Dustin mention. "Why are you so damn stupid Dustin? You abuse me and call me names and even threaten me. You surprised I didn't call the police on you." I yelled. "I know, and I'm sorry." Dustin grab my hand.

I let go of his hand. "I thought I wasn't good enough... I thought I was ugly... and I thought you-yyou d-didn't love me anymore." I wipe my tears. "I do love you Liyah. Its just I was stress out." Dustin was behind me. "Stress about what?" I yelled. "For being like my dad." Dustin yelled back at me.

"You told me that your dad wasn't in your life?" I was confused. "I mean, he wasn't in my life. But I knew what he did to hurt my mom and my brothers." Dustin explain. "If you don't want to be just like your father, then you need to go to rehab. I cant help you. I got other shit to worry about." I was walking towards the door.

"See, I knew you will walk away from you our problems." Dustin grab my arm. "Our problems? its your fucking problem. I didn't tell you to get on drugs or abuse me or even hang out with them hoodlums. It was YOUR FAULT so don't blame it on me. I want you to fucking leave NOW!" I jerked his hand off my arm and pointed to the door.

"Fine, I didn't love your sorry ass anyways." Dustin open the door and then slam the door in my face.

It still cut me deep that Dustin is acting this way. But there is nothin I can do about it, if he wants help then he will do it for himself. I heard my phone ringing and it was 'Miss Jackson'

"Hi, LiLi are you going to work today?" Miss Jackson asked me. "Nah, my manager gave me the rest of the week off." I told her. "Ok, do you want to ride with me to go to see ya dad?" Miss Jackson asked me. "Yeah, sure that would be nice." I smiled.