Objective: Song Preference ~ Remember by Jhene Aiko
"This is the saddest story
I have ever heard.
Called early in the morning
When I got the word"
Due to my insomnia, I was up, wide awake, on Instagram. Going through my explore page, something caught my eye. It was a "baller alert" screenshot post with Karrueche going across the top. The caption of her post was 'Thank you baby😘😘'. The picture was a fully tattooed chest. I didn't necessarily pay in any mind tho. That was until I spotted the 'symphonic love' tattoo and I began to get heated. The "ballet alert" caption was 'Uh oh🐸☕️'. "That's not him."I laughed to myself. "Couldn't be."
I proceeded to the comments and saw stuff like "aw damn" "they back together?" "Is that Chris?" "Chrae forever" "use my uber code for a free ride". Chris always told me to ignore stuff like this but I can't let this slide so I called him. He answered after two rings.
"Wassup baby?"he answered. It sounded like he was driving. "Where are you?" "I'm on the way, what's wrong?" "Coming from where?" "Y/n, why you questioning me like that? What happened?" "Christopher, I'm not to be tested right now." "What the fuck you talkin about, y/n? I'm asking you whats wrong and you actin crazy." "Oh, I'm acting crazy, Chris? Really? How and you all laid up with Karrueche and shit?" He sighed with no response.
"Y/n, it's 3am. I just wanna come home and go to sleep. Can we do this tomorrow, please?" "Oh, so that's where the fuck you was wit ya dirty dog ass. Yea, you can come on and go to sleep but best believe it won't be with me. Bye."and with that I ended the call.
"She says that it's his son,
He says not at all.
Please miss me with the excuses.
I am not involved,
No, not at all"
A week later, I was still kinda upset but I couldn't not talk to him. That's my baby. We were currently sitting on the couch, watching Cartoon Network, when the doorbell rang.
"I got it."I said, getting up and approaching the door. I opened it and there she stood, smiling. "Is Chris home?"she asked. "For why?" "Oh, I just wanted to tell him the news." "What news?" "I don't think it's any of your business which is why I asked for Chris." "Bitch, don't get drug around this suburban neighborhood."
"Aye, who was at the door, y/n?"Chris asked, walking up to the door, paying attention to his phone. "Hi, Christopher."Karrueche smiled, making him look up. "Oh, uh, wassup? What are you doing here?" "I just got some amazing news that I thought I should share with you."
Chris looked at me then back at her. "Baby, I'll be right back, ok?"he said, beginning to walk outside to privately talk to her. "Um, no. I don't think so. Go ahead and say what you came to say."I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him back inside. "I'm pregnant and it's yours." "Karrueche, don't come over here wit that bullshit. You know damn well I ain't been with you for that shit to be true. Gone wit allat."Chris laughed.
"Come on now, Chris. There's no need to front anymore. She was gone find out anyway."she shrugged. "I mean it's not like we weren't together a whole week ago. I got the marks to prove it. Plus, all yo shit at me house."
I silently laughed, shaking my head. "Anyway, I'll let y'all deal with that. I'll still see you later, right, Chris?"she smirked. She then walked away and he closed the door. "Y/n"he started. "Are you serious?" "It's not mine, baby, you have to believe me." "I don't have to believe shit you say, Chris. And I don't. I don't want yo bitch ass excuses. I don't want shit to do wit you, Chris. Imma go pack my shit. Congrats on your baby. You deserve everything that's coming to you."
