#chre

Chris. 

 I don't know how long I've been asleep for, my body was exhausted but I was on cloud 9. I rubbed my eyes being careful not to move too much. We were on the couch with the pillows strewn all over the living room. I held her body in my hands and caressed her. Her body was beautiful, her face was so angelic and smooth. I loved being with her, I don't have to put up a big front around people. I'm real with her, I would never lie to her. This girl has me man. I was scared to admit it when we were younger, but I had to man up and handle my business. We had all these plans together, we would move away, just us two, and start a family. We were fantasizing then, but now since I'm growing older I'm yearning for that with her.

Looking over at the clock, it read 2:54 p.m. Shit, we were asleep that long? Yo, the way she was workin' my shit last night had me sounding like a bitch man. She was dancing on my dick, literally. One of my favorite parts was in the bathroom, when I put her leg on the sink and made her look at me through the mirror while I fucked her brains out..

She moved around on my chest a little before her eyes popped open. "Morning babygirl." I said lowly kissing her hair. "Morning daddy." she said smirking. Freaky Zuri is Back! 

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Zuri. 

  It was around three in the afternoon now. Me and Chris washed up and chilled around the house. Of course, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. He was playing GTA 5 on the other side of the love seat while I rested on the other side with my feet stretched onto his lap. I was taking pictures of him secretly, If he found out he would take my phone and hide it forever. He hated not knowing when pictures of him are being taken. I dropped my phone into my lap abruptly. Plan B Pill. How could I forget? How could we be so careless?! I frantically ran into the bathroom looking for the bottle of pills I once saw, Andrea's. They weren't in the cabinet. I hadn't even notice Chris standing in the door way. I stormed past him into Andrea's room, raiding it for those pills. I could not be getting pregnant now, not at 20. I searched her nightstand, bingo. I stood to my feet and read the directions. As I was reading the bottle got torn away from me and I was in front of a livid Chris. 

"What the fuck, are you doing?" I don't know, should I argue back or just keep quiet. "Whats right for me Chris, give me the bottle." "Do you fucking hear yourself right now man? You could have a fucking kid growing in you, MY fucking kid!" "We aren't even ready to have a kid, we just got back together after so much time. I can't have this baby, what will my parents think?! My dad will think he won, again!" He swiftly opened up the bedroom window and chucked the bottle of pills out the window as far as it would go. "Fuck You. Your so worried about what your father has to say to you. Grow up, we made love last night right? AM I RIGHT OR WHAT? We chose not to use a condom and now that we got shit to handle you wanna run from it?!" "Yeah cause I'm a little fucking girl who doesn't know shit, right?" He stopped and looked at me. I regretted saying that. That was the past and I shouldn't have brought it up. "Fuck you. Do you." He grabbed his things from around the apartment and left out, slamming the door.

What did I do? 

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Chris.

It was somewhere around nine, I was just off of the high way looking out at the water. I was around Manhattan earlier to clear my head, but there's too many people. I found myself smoking too much, I picked up my phone and dialed the familiar numbers. 347-452-5555 

It rung for a couple of seconds before he picked up. 

"Yo, wassup Chris? I'm guessing you thought about the offer?"

"Yeah Dean, I need ha;f of the money tonight and when do I leave?" 

"Aight G'z, and you straight? You sound down man, keep ya head up. Meet me at the corner of 4th and you leave tomorrow morning." 

"Aight man, O.N.E." 

I hung up and finished off my blunt. I copped this new shit called Northern Lights, this shit hit me so good. No matter how much I smoked tonight, I couldn't get over the fact she wanted to terminate our almost, baby. Slow tears were escaping my eyes. All I wanted with her is a better life for us, and that's what I'm working on. But If you didn't want to get pregnant, you should have told me 'wrap it up' she knows, I would respectfully agree. But nah...

I was so hurt. When I told her 'Do you' I was talking out the side of my neck. I hope to god, she doesn't do anything to my seed. 

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I was on the street dean told me to meet him on, I made sure to have my nine on me. It wasn't Dean I was worried about, that's my cousin from my dad's side. But It was just these niggas lurkin', Welcome to New York City. I seen headlights flash and I checked to see if it was him... Yup. I got out and we dapped up. "Wassup man, you good?" "Yeah, I'm good man." "Aigh, Aight. Well, here man, that's half. If you need anything else man, I got you. We fam." "That's man, I'll hit you up later and where am I going?" "Change of plans, your going to Miami tomorrow morning." "Aight." I threw the bag of money in the passenger seat and sped off towards my crib. 

Zuri.

 I was broken and I was beating myself up about it. I picked up my phone and called my #1 bestfriend, Amira. 

"Heyyyyyy, babyyyyyyy. Wassup watcha doing?" She was always this hyper. "Laying down." Damn, my voice cracked. "Pause, whats wrong." I took a deep breath and told her everything. From me seeing Chris again to having that fight with him earlier. She consoled me for a while over the phone. We drifted off to a different subject, her birthday. It was next weekend and she wanted to go to Miami, personally I was down. I'd just have to reschedule some classes. "When are we leaving then?" I was excited now. "This upcoming Thursday." "Yesssss, bitch we in there." I shouted.

Next weekend, I'm turning up with my bestfriend...