5 - One More Chance

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( Just wanna thank @thekingcjay for the help of coming up with ideas for this chapter. )

Vivian

Friday

Rubbing my temples slightly, probably 10 percent irritated by Chris talking to the TV. This was everyday since Monday. Yeah he's been camping and staying over since then. He left that day but came back later on that night calming he wants to get use to being around me. Honestly, we barely talked and i would be lying if i said i liked that. He's very alert when i do something, i understand I'm pregnant but I'm only four months. I doubt it if I'm able to end up going into labor if i cough. I appreciate it. I really do, but i wish he'll go home. Yes, i was the women who complained about being alone yet, here i am complaining about being here with somebody. 

He won't even let me make up my own bed. I seriously feel bad for whoever is his wife in the future. But then again its cute.

"V, you good?" Chris asked looking at me with a concern look. I stopped rubbing my forehead to look at him and gave him a smile. "I'm fine just a small headache and my back hurts a little, nothing to bad." I said. The bad thing about pregnancies is i can't take any type of pain medication which is a pain in the ass.

"You need anything?" He questioned.

Yeah, i need you to go home.

It was cute that he was being caring for somebody he barely knew for a month. Although i chosen to be alone in this, this outcome wasn't what i expected. Yet, he maned up to help out with his responsibilities. It was really a way out, he made a point that he wanted to help so imma let him.

What are we talking about again?

"Uh. I'm Fine." I said uneasy. I stretched out my back as i stood hearing a slight crack i was somewhat satisfied with it. " I going to bed" I mumbled, folding my arms under my tender breast. Being in the house i forgot what bras felt like; which reminds me  i need to get these nipples piercings out pronto. Now those are a different story. To make it short. I feel for this guy... He wanted me to get nipple piercings i disagreed then agreed because i'm just blinded when it comes to love basically, That was four years ago, I just grew fond of them but now that im pregnant they have to go if i want to breast feed.

When i reached my bedroom, I walked over to my bed and laid down on my side. I wasn't sleepy as much but this pain isn't something i want to deal with. Before i could shut my eyes, i felt my bed dip.

"And the reason why your in my bed is?" I said, knowing it was Chris.

"Sit up first." He said, i sighed before doing what i was told. "Now what?" I asked, really wanting sleep.

"take your shirt off." 

My eyebrows mushed together,  "Wh-"

"Just do it. I'm not going to do anything you don't want to do." He said cutting me off; i could hear a slight smirk in his voice. My cheeks heated a little. "Don't look at my breast either." I mumbled.

"I'm not" he whispered.

I proceeded to taking off my shirt; pulling it over my head i got it through one arm throwing it next to me. "Now what?" I said shivering. I'm a weird person and i keep my house at a cold temperature.

"Now, i give you a massage." He tried to say in a British accent making me giggle a little as he  started to rub my back. I closed my eyes, relaxing my muscles. I was so into it i didn't even feel him grab my boobs, cupping them in his hands. My eyes shot open for a minute planning to stop him but i couldn't move nor form words. I just turned 25 and i haven't been touched by a male for three years.

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