Justice:
"You okay?" I heard.
I turned to see Chris standing in the doorway of the room, holding onto his cheek.
I nodded and looked away.
"What happened to your face?" I asked, softly... Looking into my lap.
"Nothing serious" he mumbled.
"Oh..." I replied, trailing off shortly afterwards.
"Yeah.... Can we talk?" He asked.
"There isn't anything to talk about" I told him.
"Please" he begged.
I sighed and finally agreed.
"About the other night" he started.
Welp, here we go... 💆
Alisha:
These bitches think they can play me.... But think again. I already knew August wasn't gonna be faithful..... So he shouldn't expect to last too long. As for that dumb Ciara hoe, I have plans on offing that bitch momentarily. She think she can just attempt to steal my man like everything is fine? 😂😂 #NO HOE.
Just as I got deeper into my thoughts I was interrupted by a knock on my bedroom door.
I looked over at the door and watched it tremble as someone knocked again.
I stayed silent, as for the door was already unlocked.
I watched as it slowly swung open, revealing Ciara.
"Hey, can we talk?" She spoke lowly.
I looked up at her and she smiled softly. I smirked in response and replied with a simple 'sure'.
"And that's what happened" she finished off.
So basically she explained how she was drunk and kissed him due to his accent.
I give a fuck because? 😂 you still finna get yours bitch.
Chris:
I deepened the kiss as she moaned in my mouth.
"Chris. We need to stop" she whispered, tapping my chest.
I backed up only a little, but we were still pretty close.
"Justice. We can work this out" I whispered, reaching in for another kiss.
She allowed me to kiss her again, but she pulled away shortly afterwards.
"I have to put my foot down! Get off.." She yelled.
"Baby" I spoked gently.
Leaning down, I kissed her deeply.
"Leave chris...." She mumbled in between the kiss.
Surprisingly, this time she didn't pull away.
Pow pow!
"What was that?" Justice panicked, pushing me off of her.
"I don't know!" I yelled back, running after her.
"Oh my GOD!" She shouted.
Don't mind the errors 😋
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Where it all started
Short Story"Hey my name is Ciara Brown and I am an alcoholic" I admitted, looking down at my hands. "I'm August Alsina and I'm a drug addict" he proposed, putting air quotes up when he said the words 'drug addict' "Chris Brown, sex addict", he labeled himself...
