Our Son (A Chris Brown Story)

Our Son (A Chris Brown Story)

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"T-that's my son ?" I asked as I stared at the little boy in front of me. "Yeah, he is. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I was just scared that you'd think that I was lying or that the baby isn't yours." She replied looking down with tears in her eyes. I frowned and walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a hug as she began crying. "I know you wouldn't lie to me. I believe you, Y/N. ~~ Having a daughter outside of my relationship with Kaerruche was tough, but it was all worth it because God sent me an angel. But finding out that I have a son with an old friend, is something I'd never expected. ~~ This is a Chris Brown fanfic. ❤ Hope you guys enjoy this !!
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I'm Sorry

"Daddy don't go" my little girl cried while hugging my leg "Yeah daddy we'll miss you don't go" her twin said hugging my other leg. My oldest son just sat down in the couch with tears streaming down his face. I turned to look at my wife or should I say ex wife. She looked down at the floor with a few tear marks on her cheeks while holding our two other kids. "I'm sorry" I say dropping my bags and taking them off my legs to hug them. I went to sit next to my son and whispered in his ear "I never met to hurt you" after saying that I gave him a hug and ruffled his curly hair. I then went to my wife. "I'm sorry" I said kissing the tear marks, then her lips. I then kissed and hug my 3 year and 1 year old sons. "Daddy loves you" then grabbed my bags and left the house. I just couldn't take it anymore. I have to leave. (Yes I changed how I wanted to write this book. The original idea is still posted on my other books, if you want to see it aswell)

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