Barry Bradford is the realest facts I will always fuck with him for how hard he’s rode from the beginning. Mijo will sit in court quiet as a mouse when he arrives sometimes you don’t even know he’s there. He doesn’t make sure cameras capture his moves. His intentions are pure he’s never done interviews or entertained gossip.

His brother’s business will never leave his mouth. He is always in the cut you see him when you see him he is always supporting even if he isn’t visible. God just bless Chrijo nigga long live.Chrijo

Chapter 31: Next To You


“Where’s Angel?” I stalked around the corner looking for her.

Angelina is 8 months old and started crawling. Ever since she start, she doesn’t stop. I’m afraid she’s gonna get hurt, but Mama J told me not to worry because Chris was the same. That actually makes me more worried.

“Angie?” I made kissy noises. “Where are you?”

She appeared before me crawling and giggling. I smiled in love and relief. I picked her up and frowned.

“Chris, where the fuck is her diaper?”

Chris came out scratching his head. “You see, I was gonna put it on but I thought you would want to do it. Because you love diapers.”

This nigga. I rolled my eyes walking to Angie’s room. I laid her on the changing table when something caught my attention. It was a small velvet box. My heart dropped as I contemplated opening it. Should I? Maybe it’s not even for me. Or maybe it’s empty. Curiousity killed the cat. I tried to ignore it but temptation took over and I grabbed the box. To hell with the cat, no pun intended.

I slowly opened it and it revealed a huge beautiful diamond ring.

I gasped putting my hand over my mouth. I turned around to see Chris standing behind me.


He said nothing. Just took the box and got down on one knee.

“Karrueche, when I first met you, you were a complete pain in my ass. You still are. You’re stubborn, you’re sarcastic as hell, you eat everything and anything edible, you put ketchup on your eggs. Who the fuck does that?”

I rolled my eyes. “I do!”

“And that eye rolling!”

“Are you done listing my flaws-” I popped my tongue. “Or nah?”

“And you’re impatient as fuck too.” Chris added.

I rolled my eyes and he grabbed my hand.

“But I love you, baby. Flaws and all. I want to spend the rest of my life with your little hardheaded ass. I don’t want to let you go.”

“You’re afraid of losing me?” I questioned.

“No, I’m afraid of never having you.”

I smiled and sighed. “But Chris, we’re so young.”

“So what? People said we’re too young to be in love but we are. They also said we’re too young to take care of a baby. Angie’s still alive!” Chris stated.

I laughed and Chris went on.

“They say we’re too young to get married. Well I say that’s another thing we can prove them wrong. So, will you be my wife? The Beyonce to my Jay-Z?”

I smiled. “Yes, Christopher. I’ll be your wife! I’ll be the Beyoncé to your Jay-Z!”

I watched as Chris’s face brighten up when I accepted his proposal. Wow. He really loves me. He slid the ring on my left ring finger and got up from his knees to lift me in the air and spun me around.


She said yes! The woman I love wants to marry me! I set her down and put my lips on hers sealing the deal with a kiss. I pulled away and looked in her eyes.

“I love you, boo.” I told her putting my hands on her hips.

She smiled and we touched foreheads. “I love you too, baby.”

Angel cooed and we looked at her.

“Aww did I forget about my Angel?” Kae went over and slipped the diaper on her.


“Yeah?” She looked at me carrying Angie.

I took Angie away from her. “Let’s take a vacation.”

Her eyes widened. “Really? Where?”

“I don’t know. How about Bahamas?”


“What? We got money!”

“Yeah but I know you’re not gonna use my money. Let’s go down to Palm Springs. We can drive there with the crew and rent a house together. It’ll be fun and not too far away from home.” Kae suggested.

“Fine. Are we taking baby girl with us?” I put a shirt on Angel.

Kae shrugged her shoulders. “It’s best to leave her with Mama J.”

We started packing and decided to leave separately. Kae driving with the girls and I’m driving with boys. Just me, Ty, Mijo, and Bow. Nothing could go wrong.

“Eww which one of y’all niggas farted?!” Ty screeched rolling down a window. “Disgusting!”

I kept my hands on the steering wheel as i put my shirt over my nose. “Come on y’all. That ain’t right.”

“Nigga it wasn’t me!” Bow denied from the backseat.

Only one person was quiet.

“Mijo? Nigga, did you fart? I asked.

"I’m sorry, y’all. I had some bad Chinese food this morning.” Mijo admitted.

We all groaned in disgust.

“I’m sorry. But I need to shit!” Mijo groaned.

“Aww fuck! Ty, call the girls and tell them to meet us at McDonald’s.” I ordered.

We pulled up to McDonald’s. And Mijo darted out. Nasty ass nigga. The girls pulled up later and Kim, Seiko, and Bow Wow’s girl Joie got out. Kae got out and my mouth dropped seeing her. She had on jean shorts, a tight white shirt showing off her stomach, my custom made baseball jersey over it, my red and black OBEY snapback backwards, and fire red toros. She was looking sexy but too sexy for the public. She’s mine. That ring on her finger confirms it.

“Hey baby!” Kae shouted walking up to me.

“Don’t hey baby me! What are you wearing?” I questioned her.

“What? You don’t like it?” She asked me spinning around.

“I like it. But all that is for me!” I stated and she rolled her eyes. “Why are you wearing my jersey?”

“This is not yours!”

“Oh really? Why does it say Brown in the back?”

“Because according to this-” she pointed to her ring. “My last name is techinally already Brown.

I wanted to smile but didn’t. I’m pissed. She’s showing off my goodies. I went inside with the crew to order food. Kae stayed beside me.

"Chrissy, are you mad?” She popped her tongue. “Or nah?”

I glared down at her.

“You know what? Fuck your opinion. Ain’t nobody needs your mustard looking ass anyway!” She spat walking away.

In 3, 2, 1.

“Babyyyyyy I was just playing. Please buy me a burger and fries.” She pouted.

I ignored her.

“Come on Chrissy!” Kae looked over at some couple making out and pointed at them.

“See? That could be us but you playing!”

I tried my hardest not to crack a smile.

“He’s starting to smile!” Kae sang.

I brought my angry demeanor back on and We moved to the registar.

“Omg! You’re-”

“Yeah I know. Listen, can I get a-”

“When a rich nigga wants ya, and your nigga can’t do nothing for ya. Oh These hoes ain’t loyal! These hoes ain’t loyal!” Kae started singing doing a weird dance.

I hid my smile. “Like I was saying I’d like two Big Mac’s-”


“Two Large Fries and Two large cokes.” I finished.

“Omg! He got money! You better get him all that!” Kae told her.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her. I got serious again.

“Still mad at you tho.”

“I know and I’ll fix that.”

When the food was done, I grabbed my food and gave Kae her food.

“Kae, hit that Nae Nae!” Seiko shouted and started the music making everyone in the place stare.

The music started and Kae hit that nae nae. No lie, she was killing it and doing some goofy dances too. Who am I kidding? I can’t stay mad at my baby. I started to nae nae with her and everyone went crazy. I’m pretty sure they were filming. We walked out and Kae looked at me.

“So am I forgiven?” She asked in a innocent voice.

I put her on the hood of my car and kissed her nose then her lips.

“Yes you are. I can’t stay mad at you.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck. “Of course you can’t stay mad at your fiancée.”

“No I can’t” I nodded and she hopped off the car. Paps came out of nowhere taking photos.

“Whoa! What’s that big rock on your finger, Karrueche? Did Chris propose?”

She ignored them getting into her car and I did the same. We drove off and pulled up the house.

“Baby?” Kae wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Yes baby?” I answered.

“Can you get my things out of the car? I promise you will be rewarded.” She winked

My eyebrows raised. “Ok.”

Kae walked into the house with the rest of the girls leaving the guys outside to bring our stuff. I started bringing Kae’s stuff with mine, and Ty and Mijo did the same with their girls. It seems like even though they’re on vacation, they’re in the doghouse.

“Man fuck this! I ain’t bringing Joie’s shit!” Bow declared storming off.

“Ok don’t expect any punanny this vacation then. ” I told him.

He turned around and went back for her stuff. Exactly. We got inside to see the girls on the couch. I sat on the opposing side with the guys.

“Karrueche Tientrese Tran!” Seiko yelled.

Kae looked up from her phone. “What?”

“What is that big ass diamond doing your finger?!?!” Kim exclaimed.

I looked at Kae. “You didn’t tell them?”

“By the look on the guys’ faces, you didn’t tell either.” She responded and stood in front of the room.

“Chris and I are engaged. He proposed this morning and as you can see, I accepted.” Kae smiled at me. I smiled back.

Everyone gave their congrats and Ty walked up to me.

“So you want to marry my sister?”

I narrowed my eyes. “Yeah I proposed to her because I didn’t want to marry her.”

“Nigga dont get smart. I mean I know y’all in love and shit, but she’s about to be 23 and you’re gonna be 24. You guys are young. Marriage is some serious shit. Are you sure this is what you want?” Ty questioned.

I looked at him. “Yeah.”

Suddenly, Red Nose by Sage The Gemini came on.

“Seiko, are we yiking or nah?” Kim grabbed Seiko.

“Ok y’all fake for that.” Kae pretended to be mad.

“You can yike on me, baby.” I took her wrist and turned her around. Kae smirked.

She began to yike on me rubbing that fine ass on my crotch. Damn, I know I’m gonna like my reward.


“I’m mad. Our vacation felt short.” Joie indicated filing her nails.

“I’m mad Kae took her sweet ass time to tell us she’s engaged.” Kim added.

“I know that’s right.” Seiko agreed crossing her arms.

I can feel them burning holes through my skin. I kept my hands on the steering wheel and eyes on the road. We pulled up to a red light and I pointed at the window.

“Oh look guys! There was a deerbra!” I looked at them and back at the window. “A fucking deerbra!”

“Nah your Kevin Hart shit ain’t gonna work!”

“Look I do not have time for y’all. I’m focused on seeing my Angel. I haven’t seen baby girl in a week.” I stated as I stepped on the gas pedal.

We finally arrived to my house. The guys beat us home due to the fact that we had to do some more shopping in Palm Springs! We walked inside where I saw Mama J holding Angie.

“Hey Mama!” I said to Mama J, picked up Angel and kissed her face. “Hey baby! Hey cutie! Mama missed you! Yes she did!”

I put her down on the floor and she looked so adorable I couldn’t resist.

@karrueche: Love Bug

Instantly likes and comments came through. One comment said: Adorable! My friend Heather Sanders commented: aww she looks like her daddy! @chrisbrown. I commented: @heathersanders_ no she doesn’t. She looks likes her mama.

Chris came back from what I assume was the bathroom. Angel saw him and started crawling towards him. Chris crouched down waiting for her to make it to him. She sat up and made a motion for Chris to pick her up.


My mouth dropped and Chris’s face lit up. That’s her first word! And the fact that her first word is Dada made Chris cheese hard. Chris picked her up and looked at me.

“Kae, that’s her first word! Oh shit!” Chris smiled looking at her and kissing her cheek multiple times.

“Yeah yeah yeah give her to her uncle Ty.” Ty held her.

“Tee.” She cooed touching his face.

Ty furrowed his eyebrows. “Tee?”

“She’s trying to say Ty.” I rolled my eyes.

Ty smiled and looked at Angie. “Oh! You’re such a cutie. Even though you look Chris’s yellow ass. “

I scoffed. “No she doesn’t! Damn it!”

I took Angie from Ty. “Say Mama.” 

She babbled and sucked on her fingers. 

“Ok. I see you only fucks with singers and rappers.” I cleared my throat and let out Ty’s famous growl. It scared her causing her to start crying. 

“Shhh baby. Mama’s sorry she scared you.” I bounced her up and down. 

“Aww y’all so cute.” Kim smiled at me.

I smiled back and looked back at Angie.

“Mama.” She let out.

My heart melted when she said that. My life is so-

A rough knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. Seiko answered it and there were three policemen. 

“Can I help you, officers?” I asked coming to the door still bouncing Angelina. 

“Yes. Is there a Christopher Brown, Michael Stevenson, and Barry Bradford here?” They questioned. 

“What’s going on?” I avoided the question. 

“We have a warrant out for their arrest.” They pushed us and placed handcuffs on Ty and Mijo. 

“What the fuck?!” Ty yelled. 

“Yo what did I do!” Mijo exclaimed as they led Mijo and Ty outside. 

Kim and Seiko ran outside and I walked up to Chris as they placed the handcuffs on Chris. I felt tears rushing down my face. 

“Chris! What happened! what did you do!" 

"Baby, I don’t know but I’m gonna be back here. Right next to you.” Chris declared. 


He kissed my ring. “Promise.” 

With that, Chris let the officer take him away and I felt myself break down.

Chapter 26:Summertime Pt.1


School has been out for a few weeks and I’ve barely saw Melissa she’s been missing in action. She’s been spending so much time with Trey I forgot how she looks.They really hit it off at the party.

Chris and I decided to go to Harlem today to visit our families. Jhene and Barry decided to tag along it feels kind of weird because I’m used to seeing him with Melissa and we’re supposed to be the fantastic four but it isn’t my place to comment or be rude.

Rolling down my window I allow to cool breeze to hit my skin as Maurice is driving like a bat out of hell.

“Babe can you slow down a little?”

 I politely ask and he scolds me pushing his feet on the gas pedal harder. I jerk forward hitting the glove compartment. He can be such an ass sometimes.

“You are such a dick.” I softly rub my head and sit back in my seat. I feel a small scar emerging on my forehead.

He releases a laugh. “Babe I was just playing I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Don’t worry just don’t talk to me for the rest of this trip.” 

He pulls over to a convenient store to fill up his tank after he pulls up to park her runs to my side after he exits the car.

“I’m sorry babe I was only joking.” 

He kisses me on my forehead and playfully tickles me. I try to brush him off but he is stronger than me. I kick my feet and attempt to scurry away from him but this is a losing battle.

He loosens his grip on me and heads in the store. Barry follows his lead leaving Jhene and I in the car alone. 

Silence invades the car shortly after the guys leave. I hum under my breath and tap my fingers.

“Robyn you and Chris are adorable I love the way you two interact with one another. I can tell he loves you so much.” 

I smile at her words because he annoys me but I love him with all my heart. He’s annoying as hell as we all just saw a few minutes ago but he’s my heart.

“Thanks Jhene that’s very sweet of you. Barry is sweet as well he’s very protective of you and you guys child. When is the baby boy due exactly?”

“He’s due in a few weeks and i’m ready to pop.”

 She strokes her big belly smiling. For the first time since we’ve met at prom I actually look at her in the face and realize how gorgeous this chick is.

“I’m sure you’ll be an amazing mother are you having a shower?”

 She blushes and plays with her hair. She probably didn’t expect me to say a thing like that but i’m serious.

Her and Mijo are excited about this baby I know they will be amazing parents.

“That’s very sweet of you Robyn and I won’t be having a shower. I don’t have the time but I will be accepting gifts.” 

What kind of person doesn’t have a baby shower? It’s one of the best parts of being pregnant.

I’m going to have an extravagant event when i’m pregnant. Chris will catch hell when he knocks me up.

“Why aren’t you having a shower you don’t have any close friends? Have you even decided on the god parents yet?


I didn’t expect Robyn to be this talkative with me. I know this isn’t easy being that she’s close to Melissa but she seems very cool.

“I haven’t thought about god parents really well you know Christopher will be the god father that’s a given.

 And Barry brought it to me a few days ago about you being the god mother Since he trusts you and Chris..”

“Really?” She questions but I can see the shine in her eyes she literally just lit up from my words.

“Yes Robyn I was skeptical about asking you but now I see that we can talk and you are cool so I wouldn’t mind it honestly.”

“I’ll be honored actually Jhene that means a lot to me I adore kids. I can see Chris and I spoiling the little munchkin honestly.

Let me get your number so we will keep in touch and I want to know all the details about your next appointments and everything.” 

Robyn is so thrilled it making me giggle right now. I reach for my phone to store her contact information and she does the same with me.

The guys are walking out of the store with their hands full of snacks right on Que.

Chris walks to the pump to fill up his tank with with gas. Barry enters the backseat and scoots close to me. He places the snacks on the floor and puts his head on my stomach.

“Little man I can’t wait for you to get here. I’m going to show you so much love. I want you to know that mommy is amazing and she loves you also.”

“Your godparents love you too Bj.” Robyn chimes in causing Barry and I to giggle.

“You told her babe?” Mijo asks me and I calmly nod my head in response.


Robyn is at gran’s house spending time with her, I decided to stop by my mom’s house to hang out there for a while. Mijo, Desean and I are talking downstairs in the basement.

“Are you sure you’re ready for a baby Mijo?” Leave it up to my nephew to be the one to break the ice. He is something else.

“Go play with some toys or something grown man are talking kid.” Barry spat at him.

“I can see that you are under alot of pressure right now man so i;ll leave you alone kid. Good luck with fatherhood.”

 I can’t help but to chuckle at his antics he’s always been a little smart ass. He runs up the stairs before Barry could reach him.

“Mijo he’s just a kid don’t pay him any mind. You and the whole world know that you will be a dope father don’t sweat it kid.” 

I can tell he has lot on his mind I don’t want what a kid said to get to him.

“I know bro i’m just scared I want my son to have a nurturing home. I want him to have everything.”

“He will have everything and more he has two amazing parents and the best god parents we will all get through this together.” I know Barry is only 22 but he has always handled himself like a man i’m sure this won’t be any different.

“I’ve been buying stuff lately to get prepared for my son’s arrival.” That reminds me of something.

“Trey actually copped you a nice baby car seat he stopped by the store yesterday I forgot to tell you.” He rolls his eyes and his face reeks of disapproval.

“Wow thank’s alot Trey.” I can hear the sarcasm in his voice. I don’t understand the issue.

“Trey just loves giving I see. First he gives my girl attention and then he gives my son a present. Damn he sure has one up on me.” Does Mijo hear himself right now??

“Mijo calm down it’s just a gift and don’t let he and Mel hanging out get to you. You just said yourself that you will have an amazing family.”

 I know he and Mel were falling for one another but he has to let that go it seems like she has. He has a family to worry about I don’t want him to do anything that will jeopardize him being in his son’s life.

Barry and I talked for several hours about life and everything under the sun before I headed to Gran’s house.

 He told me he’s been thinking about pursuing music again and he formed a band. I’m honestly proud of him that’s something he’s always been passionate about.

I ring the doorbell at Gran’s house to get the attention of either her or Robyn. To my surprise gran comes to door with open arms.

“Hey baby boy how have you been?” I embrace her tightly before entering the house. 

“I have something to tell you Chris and I don’t know how you’re going to feel about this.”

Chapter 17: (Don't) Let Go



“Kae, what are you doing here?” Seiko walked up to me along with Mijo.

Oh Fuck. Think fast, Karrueche.

“Uh, I wanted to see the new Kevin Hart movie.” I said.

Technically, that’s not a lie. I did want to see the Kevin Hart movie. She never asked who I came with.

“Oh. We’re gonna see that.” Mijo stated.

“Oh really? That’s good.” I replied looking back at the line and Chris just disappeared.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Where the fuck did he go? I started to feel some type of way. Mijo went in line as Seiko stayed with me.

“Mijo just have to buy our tickets and we can go.” She informed.

I felt some sadness. “Yay.”

Seiko examined me. “Kae, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m just really hungry, but the food Is expensive.” I fake smiled.

Seiko laughed. “That’s why you eat before you come here.”

I forced a laugh as Mijo returned to us. I’m kinda mad and sad Chris left. This is supposed to be our first date. Now I’m just a third wheel on Seiko and Mijo’s date. We gave our tickets to the tender and went inside the theater. As the movie began to start, I felt my phone buzz.

Chris: Walk out.

I looked at both Seiko and Mijo who were too busy cuddled up with each other and got up. I walked out and bumped into this guy.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Oh it’s ok, Rue.”

The voice sounds so familiar. I looked up to see it was Thomas. Oh shit.

“Thomas, what-”

“Am I doing here? Going to watch a movie.” Thomas grabbed my arm roughly. “You should come with.”

Fuck, he’s hurting me! I slapped him hard and I gave him a good kick behind his legs making him fall on his back.

“Don’t fucking touch me again. Do me and yourself a favor and leave me alone.” I spat walking away.

I felt someone grab my arm and hold me close. I looked up to see it was Chris.

“I thought you left.” I smiled.

“Why would I leave you on our first date? Come on, babe. You know me better than that.” Chris responded.

I kissed his cheek and hugged him tight. “So did you see what happened?”

“What happened?”

“Oh. Nothing. So what are we gonna do now that Mijo and Seiko are here?” I said changing the subject.

“I don’t know about you but I plan on going to watch that Kevin Hart movie with my girlfriend.” Chris said smartly.

“When did you get a smart mouth?” I asked.

“When I started dating you, babe.” He kissed my cheek.

“Whatever. Let’s go.” I started to walk but noticed my hand trapped in his.

“Chris, let go.” I ordered.

“You let go.” He argued.

“No, you let go.”

“No, you let go.”

We heard voices coming and we both let go.

“They’re playing the movie downstairs. Let’s go there.” Chris said.

“Ok.” I said traveling downstairs and went inside the theater. After I sat down the back, Chris came in a few minutes sitting next to me. He had sour patch kids, popcorn, and 1 soda.

“Chris, really? The food here is expensive.” I quietly scolded.

“So? I got it like that!” Chris ate some popcorn.

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back at the movie.

“You want some?” He offered.

“Hell yeah.” I ate some popcorn and sipped his soda.

“You want some candy too?”

I put the candy to the side.

“That’s not the kind of candy I want.” I said licking my lips.

Chris groaned loudly. “Are you serious? I remember you said that was your favorite candy.”

“It is but I prefer this kind.” I grabbed him by his jacket and kissed him, biting his bottom lip in the process. Chris pulled away and looked at me.

“Oh, that kind of candy? I got you.” He leaned over me capturing my lips with his.


I walked out the theater with the sour patch in my hand and looked at my phone to make it look like I wasn’t waiting for anyone. Chris came out and I looked up at him cheesing.

“Yo, Kevin’s a clown!” Chris laughed.

“Yeah, half the movie was funny.” I smirked.

Chris raised an eyebrow. “Half?”

“Yeah because the other half of the movie I was too busy making out with some light skin dude.” I smiled.

Chris smiled. “You know you liked it.”

I spun on my heel smirking going up the stairs. I went near a theater when Mijo and Seiko walked out.

“Kae, where did you go?” Seiko asked.

“Bathroom. Did I miss the ending?” I questioned.

“Yeah! It was good, Kae!” Mijo answered and looked up. “What’s this nigga doing here?”

I turned around to see Chris walking towards us. When he caught up, I looked at him.

“Yeah, what is Chris doing here?” I squinted my eyes.

“I just saw the Kevin Hart movie.” Chris answered.

“By yourself?” Mijo shook his head. “Listen, Chris, we’re niggas. You know you can tell me.”

“Nigga, I’m not gay!” Chris almost screamed.

“Ok, if you don’t like that term, we can use homosexual-”


“Fine. You don’t like labels. I got you.” Mijo finished.

Seiko and I laughed hard holding our stomachs.

“Alright, Mijo. Let’s go. See y’all later. Bye.” She waved walking away.

Chris sucked his teeth walking up to me. “See? Because of you, my niggas think I’m gay.”

“Me? It was a mutual agreement.” I stated.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Chris said. “So how was our first date?”

“Great. Mijo and Seiko coming created a thrill.” I admitted.

“I had a good time too. Hopefully soon, we don’t have to hide anymore.” He stated.

“I agree.” I pushed him into a corner and planted a kiss on his lips.

“Good night, babe.”

“Good night, baby.” He said. “It’s late. Maybe I should walk with you.”

“Wouldn’t that look suspicious?” I raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll walk behind you. Come on, I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

“Chris, I’m not a baby.” I said.

“You’re right. You’re not a baby. You’re MY baby.” Chris said. “Now, get to walking.”

I smiled at how protective he was and obeyed his command. He was a good distance behind me. Not too close but not too far. I walked into the parking lot and got to my car.

“You walked me to my car. Happy?” I said sarcastically.

“Very.” He grabbed my waist and kissed my forehead. “Bye, Rueche.”


“Yeah, that’s my special nickname for you. Nobody can call you that, aight?”

I smiled. “Aight.”


We kept walking out of the movie theater. I looked to see Seiko with an guilty expression on her face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.” She sighed.

I stopped. “Why are you lying?”

“I’m not lying, now can we go?” She started to walk again but I stopped her.

“No. Tell me.” I commanded.

Seiko sighed. “It’s just that I feel bad because I know Kae felt like the third wheel on our date.”

“She was the third wheel.”

She slapped my chest. “Mijo!”

“What? It’s true.”

“But rude. That’s why she left the movie. I just wish she had somebody.” Seiko sighed and then a smile appeared on her face. “Or maybe…”

“Seiko, no.” I shut her down.

“Oh come on! My best friend wants a man!” She groaned.

“So does mine! But you don’t see me playing matchmaker!” I argued.

“So I’m supposed to leave her single and alone?”

“If she wants to, hell yeah. Stay out of it. It’s not gonna end up good.” I warned.

“Fine. But I want her to meet someone.”

“How about all of us just hit the club?” I suggested. “I’m sure she’ll find a nigga there, so will Chris.”

Seiko smiled. “That’s a good idea, babe.”

“I know. Now let’s go back to my place so I can tear those walls down.” I winked.

She smirked. “Ok.”


I opened the door to the smell of some good food. It smelled like pho, some bomb Vietnamese soup my mom would make. I walked into the kitchen dropping all the Chinese food I bought on the table. It was Kim and my mama talking and cooking.

“Mama, you were gonna cook? Why didn’t you tell me before I went out and bought this Chinese food?” I whined.

“Michael, stop whining. Kim here wanted to know how to make pho since it’s your favorite food.” Mama smiled at her.

I smiled at Kim and she smiled back.

“The pho’s almost done.” Mama announced.

Kim excused herself and walked out the kitchen.

“You know, Kae’s favorite food is pho too.” I indicated.

“Of course it would. It was your father’s.” she stated.

“Mama, why would you disrespect Kae and her mother like that?” I asked.

“I’m sorry that Karrueche could not handle the truth.” Mama answered.

“And you disrespected her mother and our dad, knowing they’re dead.” I snapped.

Mama’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Yeah. They’re dead. I’m surprised you didn’t know that.” I spat starting to walk out.

“What?!” Mama’s eyes grew tears as she sat down.

If there’s one thing I hate, is seeing females cry. Especially when it’s my own mother. My face softened and I took a seat next to her. She looked at me.

“When? How?”

I shook my head. “I don’t know. I didn’t really get to talk to Kae about it that much. All I know is that they both died and she watched them die.”

“Oh my goodness!” Mama covered her mouth and hugged me. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean all that bad things I’ve said! I’m so sorry.”

“Ma, it’s ok. It’s really Kae you have to apologize to.” I told her.

She wiped her tears and nodded. “You’re right. Michael, this is a perfect example that you should how to forgive. The last thing I told him was to go to hell with his whore. Now I wish I could take it back.”

I hugged some more. “I’ll call Kae and we can work it out.”

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, ma.”


“I’m tired as shit.” I groaned flopping on the couch as the rest of the crew walked in.

We just came back the studio and they wanted to hang so we’re at my place.

“We should go get bitches.” Hood said.

“Nigga, stop calling girls bitches.” Mijo scolded.

“Oh I’m sorry. I forgot your ass is tied down.” Hood scoffed.

“I’m happily tied down, nigga.” Mijo pushed at him.

“Let’s get the girls over here.” Ty picked up his phone. “I’m gonna call Kim.”

“I’ll text Seiko.” Mijo said.

“Lemme text Kae.” I said.

“Nigga why are you smirking?” Ty asked.

“I’m just remembering this joke Kae said.” I lied with a straight face.

“Of course Chris don’t like Kae with his gay ass.” Mijo interjected.

Ty’s eyes widened. “Nigga, you’re gay?!”

“No I’m not. Mijo, stop saying that shit.” I snapped.

A few minutes later, the girls came over and random girls the crew invited came over too. Even some guys too. This turned into a house party quick. There was loud music and games. I looked over at Kae who was getting hit on by some guy. He started to touch her which made me wanna knock the living shit out of him.

“Hey, you’re Chris Brown.” This one drunk girl came to me.

“Yes.” I said.

She put her leg on my lap. “Then maybe we should get to know each other better.”

“No, I’m good.” I took her legs off and looked up to see the guy gone and Kae looking at me. She got up and went to the kitchen.

“Come on, Breezy. I know you wanna fuck me.” She slurred.

“You’re very good looking but no. I don’t.” I got up and walked away.

“Gay!” Mijo coughed as I walked past him and I hit him upside the head.

I went into the kitchen to see Kae getting a cup of soda. I looked around. Everyone was too busy with the party. I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist.

“Hey.” I put my face in her hair.

“Aren’t you supposed to be tending to your hoe- I mean party?” Kae asked sarcastically.

I turned her around and placed her on the counter with my hands on her hips.

“Come on, don’t be like that. Especially when that nigga was hitting you.” I argued. “It drove me crazy to see him flirt with you and touch you.”

“I drove his thirsty ass away.”

“And I got away too.”

“You’re mine.” Kae declared.

I smiled. “And you’re mine. Don’t you ever forget that.”

She kissed me hard and I kissed back.

“Now let’s get back to that party.” I said when I pulled away.

She hopped off the counter and I walked behind her.

Chapter 35: XO


I stared down at Kae who was asleep on my chest. Her long auburn hair against my chest as she released loud snores. For a little woman, she snores loud as fuck. I reached my hand down to touch her wrists. Her cuts were healing but the pain was still there. Her words from yesterday swarmed in my head.

Just let me die!

How? How the fuck could she possibly think killing herself was best for me? For Angel? For our family and friends? For us?

I heard her moan and turn over to face me. She opened her eyes and looked at me. I cupped my hand over hers and you can feel the heat rise between us.


“Why? I didn’t bug you about it yesterday but I am now. Why? Why would you do this?” I cut her off getting off the bed

Kae sighed sitting up. “Because I was trying to-“

“Protect us?”

She nodded pulling her legs to her chest.

“That’s a real funny and smart way of showing it.” I spat sarcastically.

She glared at me and stormed up to me in rage.

“Fuck you Christopher! I did this for us!” Kae yelled.

“You didn’t do shit for us! You did it for you!” I barked back.

Kae’s eyes widened and tried to leave but I grabbed her arm pulling her to sit on the bed.

“No! Sit down and fucking listen! Your ways of "protecting” put us through a lot of shit! Including yourself! I don’t understand!“

"Isn’t love sacrifice?” She questioned in a soft voice.

Immediately, Mama’s voice popped into my head.

You have to teach her how to love

It all makes sense now. I know Kae loves me but she’s got love figured out all wrong. No wonder why she was willing to abort our child, left me, kept her pregnancy away from me, and continuously put herself in danger. She believes Love is just paying a debt to someone.

“Love is willing to sacrifice but love is not hurting someone. Love is not needing to be around someone but wanting to be around them. Love is keeping you safe, warm, and good inside. Love is putting up with their bullshit. Love is getting pissed at the other person but somehow they manage to make you let it go. *touches Kae’s ring.* Love is…*looks at Kae* Love is you and me.”

“You still want to marry me?” She asked.

“Of course I wanna marry you, baby.”

She smiled, hugged me, and looked up. “I love you, Chrissy.”

“I know you do.”

Kae rolled her eyes and I chuckled.

“I love you too, Tink Tink.”

I went downstairs and got me a bowl of cereal. I sat down in front of the TV. I heard the shower going and I smiled. I finished my cereal and I went up the stairs and heard the water turn off. Damn, I took too long. I took a seat on the end of the bed. Kae walked in the room with her body soaking wet and wrapped in a towel. I bit my bottom lip and she smirked.

“What are you doing?”

“Me? Nothing. Just chilling.” I looked her up and down then summoned her to me with my index finger. “Come here.”

She came over in front of me still smirking. I held her hips as I kissed her neck and her lips. I rubbed her ass as we kept making out. I pulled the towel and it dropped to the floor. I laid down on my back as she hovered over me and my lips never left hers. My hands caressed her ass and gave it a smack. Kae yelped and I smiled inwardly until her phone rang. She went over to pick it up and I took the opportunity to get naked.

“For real? Thanks!” She hung up.

“Who was that?” I asked.

“J.Ryan got me an audition! Your baby’s gonna be an actress!” Kae looked at me. “You got naked?”

“Um, yes. Don’t you have sex naked?” I asked sarcastically pulling her towards me. “So Angie’ s not here, you’re making me horny as fuck, let’s make sweet love.”

“Did you not hear me? I have an audition!”

“I heard. Congrats babe. Let’s celebrate.”

I pinned her naked wet body on the bed and I started kissing her neck.

“Thanks but it’s in an hour and half so I have to get ready.” She told me trying to push me off.

“All*kiss* I *kiss* want *kiss* is *kiss* a *kiss* quickie.” I said between kisses.

“Chrissssss.” Kae moaned in pleasure yet was whining.

“We’re already naked. Come on.”


I stuck my fingers inside her and started fingering her. I licked my fingers, leaned down, and whispered:

“I’m gonna make that pussy hurt.”


“Shit!” Kae cursed from upstairs.

“What’s wrong?” I shouted turning my attention back to the TV.

I heard her come downstairs and I felt a smack on the back of my head.

“What the fuck babe!” I groaned rubbing my head.

Kae stood in front of me and pointed to her neck where a big purple bruise marked her skin.


She hit my head again. “You gave me a hickey!”

“Oh.” I tried to hide my laugh.

“Fuck you.”

“Be careful what you wish for.” I winked at her.

We heard the front door swing open. I automatically stood in front of Kae getting my baseball bat.


“Shh!” I shushed her. “Who is it?”

Mijo walked in holding Angie and carrying her stuff. We breathed a sigh of relief.

“Tell me again why I gave you a key?” I questioned putting the bat down as Kae went over and took Angie.

“Mama.” Angie kept babbling touching Kae’s mouth and nose.

I watched as Kae close her eyes smiling at Angie.

“She still loves me.” She opened her eyes and kissed her. “I love you, baby.”

“Lub.” Angie replied.

“Yes. I lub you.” Kae began to give Angie Eskimo kisses.

“Nigga, shut up. I came to bring my favorite niece back from your Mama.” Mijo stated leaving.

I looked over at Kae who was still on over our daughter.

“Give me my baby.” I took Angie from her.

“Fine. I gotta go before I’m late so I guess it’s just gonna be you and Angie.”

“Ok can you leave already?” I asked jokingly.

“Bye booski.” She cooed kissing Angie and turned to leave.

“Uh, doesn’t Daddy get a kiss?”

Kae pecked my lips and walked out of the door. Guess it’s just me and Angel.


“Seiko, I’m not sleeping with her!” I yelled for the 100th time. Seiko was not getting it through her thick skull that I wasn’t sleeping with Jen.

“Why she keeps calling? Just answer me.” She begged.

“I don’t-”

My ringtone went off and Seiko groaned.

I picked it up. “Jen, why do you keep calling me?”

“Mijo, I just need to talk to you.”



“Jen, I can’t do this. We’re done. We’ve been Done.” I hung up.

Seiko turned to leave but I grabbed her wrist.

“No, let me g-”

I silenced her with a kiss and pulled away looking into her eyes.

“I’m done with her.”

“Promise?” She stuck out her pinky.

I chuckled and linked pinkies with her. “Promise”


“Kae, why?” I felt my throat clench at the thought that my baby sister attempted suicide.

There was silence on the other line.

“Damn it, Kae!” I snapped.

She finally spoke up.

“I was trying to protect you guys.”

I sighed rubbing my forehead.

“Are you freaking serious?!”

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t understand! Kae, you’re my little sister! My only sister! You and my mom is the only family I have!” I shouted.

“What about your mom’s side?” She asked.

“They disowned her once they found out she was pregnant by a black guy.” I confessed.

Kae gasped. “Ty….I’m sorry. Ty, I have to go. I have this audition.”

“Don’t do that again, Kae. I love you.”

There was a little before Kae replied:

“I love you too, bro.”

I hung up and jogged down the stairs. I know Kim is still mad at me, but I need her right now.
“Babe?” I called her softly.

“What?!” She snapped turning around but her ass angry face turned into a worried one. “Mikey, what’s wrong?”

“Kae……tried to kill herself.” I breathed out.

Kim gasped loudly and went over to hug me

“What if she succeeded?”

“Shh, baby, don’t talk like that. There’s a reason why she didn’t succeed.”

I nodded and pressed my lips against hers.


“Don’t talk.” I pushed her on the couch, removed my shirt, and kissed her again.


“It’s just you and daddy, b-aww!” I groaned at the sight of Angie gnawing on my shirt with her little ass gums and drooling on it.

“Baby, that’s one of Daddy’s favorite shirts!”

She just looked at me and went back to chewing on my shirt. She’s teething so she’ll chew on anything. I looked around. Damn it, where’s her teething ring? I texted Kae:

To Wifey:

Hey bae, um, where’s Angie’ s teething ring?

From Wifey:

In her crib.

To Wifey:

Oh. Thanks :)

I had Angie in my arms as I walked into her room. In the crib, was the teething ring. I gave it to her and she began chewing on that. I went to my room to change my shirt. I let Angie crawl as I changed into something.

“Ok Angel let’s-”

The door was wide open and she was gone. My eyes widened. Shit, shit, shit. Where’d she go? I ran out of the room looking both ways. Fuck. I had this intense fear that she attempted to go down the stairs. Fuck!

I went over to the stairs and breathed a sigh of relief. Ok, she’s still on this floor.

I made kissing sounds and creeped around.

“Angie, where are you? This is not funny. Daddy’s scared as fuck.”

On cue, she came around the corner crawling and giggling. I picked her up.

“Trying to give a nigga a heart attack.” I breathed.

Angie squealed. “Dada!”

“Yeah you trying to get Dada killed.” I replied then kissed her cheek. “I still love your little ass tho.”

I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. There was no Scooby doo on, so Spongebob will do.

“You like Spongebob?” I turned to my right to see she was gone.

What the fuck? Why she keep disappearing? I heard noise in the kitchen and I jumped out of my seat. Angie was pulling on the tablecloth and a water bottle hit her head. Her mouth formed a frown. Oh shit.

“WAHH!” She began crying.

I scooped her in my arms and bounced her rubbing her head.

“Shh, it’s ok, baby. Daddy’s here.”

She calmed down a little bit and I gave Angie her pacifier. Ok, now I’m watching her like a hawk. I kept her in the playpen right next to me. She ain’t going nowhere. I got a call from Tyga.

“Yo!” I answered looking at Angel who was standing up and hitting her toy against the edge.

“Nigga, you do realize you gotta be at the studio right now to work on Fan of a Fan 2, right?”

My eyes widened. “Shit, I forgot.”

“It’s Gucci. Just bring your high yellow ass over here.”

I sighed. “I can’t. Kae’s in Hollywood for her audition, so I’m watching Angie.”

“Bring my niece with you, nigga! It ain’t rocket science!” Ty responded.

“Nigga, shut up. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” I hung up and looked at Angie.

“We’re going to the studio!” I cooed and she smiled through her pacifier.


“What do you think of this beat?” I asked Ty and played it.

Ty nodded his head along to it as he kept Angie in his lap.

“I don’t like it.” He said

“Then why the fuck were you nodding your head?”

Ty shrugged his shoulders. “I was trying to feel it.”

I rearranged some beats. “Are you feeling it now?”

“Yes! I’m feeling it!”

“Y’all niggas are gay.” Mijo shook his head.

“Shut up.” Ty looked at his phone and his eyes widened. “Oh shit! I’m missing Iyanla, fix my life!”

He got up and I stopped him.

“Nigga, what?”

“I mean I’m missing a marathon of Martin.” Ty gave me Angie and ran out.

I looked at Angie who was drooling on her fingers. I decided to bring her to the park. Once I showed up, everyone gasped and wanted photos and autographs.

“Guys, later. I’m trying to spend some time with my baby.” I said calmly.

I placed Angie in the swing and pushed her at a good pace and stood in front of her. She was smiling and giggling. I took a bunch of pictures but uploaded one.

@chrisbrown: Park day with Angie. 

As soon as I post that, a bunch of comments and likes came. After a while, we drove back home. She fell asleep so I brought her to her room and put her in the crib. I heard the front door swing open.

“I’m home!” Kae cheesed.

“Shh! I just put Angie to sleep!” I snapped quietly coming down the stairs.

Kae held up her hands in self defense and sat on the couch. “Sorry.”

“So how was it?” I asked her sitting next to her.

“I’m waiting for a callback. I’m fucking nervous.”

“Don’t be.” I kissed her forehead and her phone rang.

“Fuck, it’s them!”

“Answer it!”

“Hello……Yes this is she……Oh really?…….thanks for calling.” She hung up.

“Well?” I questioned as she avoided my eyes.

Kae sighed deeply then smiled. “I got the part!”

I hugged her. “Congrats, babe! I’m proud of you!”

She kissed me. “Thanks handsome! How was your day with Angie?”

“It was aight. She was everywhere!” I complained and Kae laughed.

“She’s your daughter.”

“Yes. My beautiful daughter that you gave to me.” I kissed her. “I love you guys so much.”

“I love you like XO.” Kae hugged me and looked up. “You love me like XO.”

I gave her that look and she giggled running outside to the porch. I caught her and kissed her.

@karrueche: XO



“Chris, I want some ice cream.” Jhené mumbled completely out of the blue. She was stretched across the bed lying on her back, watching TV out of boredom. Since we’d been back from Miami, the doctor had put her on bed rest for a couple of weeks due to some unusual pains she’d been having. Of course, she tried to get around it with working at the shop and having to take care of the kids but Kae and Anthony could handle the shop for a couple of weeks and I could manage playing super-dad with the kids.

“That sounds like a personal problem, Nae.” I smirked, pulling on a pair of sweats and a hoodie. CJ had to be at his first basketball practice in fifteen minutes and we were already running late. And since I had a studio session with Robyn, Mijo would pick him up along with Mylen and come here to check on Jhené.  



“Ugh, I can’t wait ‘till I have this baby. You better not fix your mouth to ask me for anything, Chris. I swear—”

“I’ll have Mijo to bring me you some on his way over here, Aight?”

She huffed and grabbed her phone from the nightstand. “I’ll do it myself.”

I chuckled and climbed into the bed, leaning over her with puckered lips. “Aight, I’m ‘bout to go.”

Without looking up from her phone, she pecked my lips. “Kay.”

I watched as she typed the first few letters of Mijo’s contact name, still not paying me any attention. I licked over my lips and kissed her cheek. “Love you.”


“Daddy, I’m gonna be late!” CJ yelled as his feet thundered down the stairs.

“I love you, Jhené.” I tried again.

“I love you too, Chris. Damn.” She gritted out irritably before putting the phone up to her ear. “Now please take my baby to practice before he’s late.”


“Aight, now run that again but go a little higher on that last note.” I instructed, pressing the red button that allowed Robyn to hear me from the booth. She nodded briefly before motioning for my co-producer, Wayne to start the track from where she left off.

“Whatever it is, it feels like it’s laughing at me through the glass of a two sided mirror. Whatever it is, it’s just laughing at me. And I just wanna scream…”

“Perfect.” I nodded in satisfaction when we played it from the beginning. “This’ll be done by tomorrow if we work hard enough. And whenever you’re ready we can shoot the video.”

“I have an event next week but the week after that is fine.”

“I gotta check with Jhené, though. Her due date might be around that ti—”

She held her hand up, stopping me mid-sentence, “I understand.”

I nodded and watched her take a seat on the long couch in front of me. She pulled a rolled blunt from behind her ear as a small smile began to play on her thin lips. Clutching it between her lips, she brought a lighter to it and took a long pull. “How is she?”


She nodded slightly.

“She’s good—on bed rest—but she’s cool.”

“And the kids?”

“Bad as ever.”

She chuckled and leaned over to hand me the blunt. “They get it honestly.”

“I wasn’t bad as a child. I was hyper as hell, but I knew not to test the waters with Mama.” I replied, pausing to let the smoke invade my lungs before slowly releasing it into the room. Wayne had begun to collect to his things, shaking up with me and throwing a hand up at Robyn before making his way out.

“How have you been?” I asked, sitting up straight in my chair. I hadn’t gotten a chance to talk much with her about anything beyond a professional level since we’d began working on her new project. I was curious on her mental state since being released. She seemed fine to me.

“I’m working on it. Getting back in the studio is just another step towards my goal.”

“And what’s that?”

“I guess…” she focused on the ceiling for a few seconds before answering, “trying to get back to my normal self, ya know?”

I nodded, “I feel you.”

We finished smoking the blunt in silence, something that had always been comfortable for us. A few years ago just being in her presence could make shit better, even if not a word was spoken between the two of us. It was crazy how much things had changed for us. She was doing her, I was doing me and hopefully sometime soon we could be friends without all the complications. She had to get better first, though. I was done with crazy ass Robyn and until she proved to me that she was who she used to be, that’s how it would stay.


“Slow down, Nae damn.” Mijo mumbled as I shoveled another spoon full of cheesecake fantasy ice-cream into my mouth. I hadn’t had ice-cream from Coldstone in hellas, so Mijo was currently my favorite person in the world.
“Lemme taste yours.” I jabbed my plastic spoon towards his fudge sundae but he snatched it out of reach.

“Girl, stop being greedy.” He replied with wide eyes. “You mad ungrateful, Jhené.”

“Because I wanna taste yours?”

He smacked his lips loudly before turning to face me completely. “Aint shit on the coldstone menu that you haven’t tasted, so try again.”

“Ooooh!” Caylee looked up from her own icecream at Mijo. “Uncle Mijo, you said a bad word.”

“My bad, Cay.”

“Now you have to give mommy some ice-cream.” Nami chimed in, grinning widely and pointing a sticky hand at Mijo.

“I bought her the ice-cream she already has!”


“So you need to mind ya’ business and finish eating.” He rebutted with just as much sass as she had. He waved her off and shifted on the couch, moving my legs to make room for his wide back ass.

“Don’t act like Ms. Shirley hasn’t taught you any home training, Mijo. Get your feet off of my coffee table.”

“Nigga, I ain’t at home.”


His response was interrupted by the front door opening and closing. The kids hopped up from their seats to greet Chris at the door as they always did. Seconds later he walked into the room.

“Where my ice-cream at?”

I rolled my eyes as he and Mijo shook up and he leaned down to kiss me. I turned so his lips met my cheek instead, letting him know that I was still irritated with him from earlier.

“Damn, I get the cheek because I ain’t get you ice-cream?”

I finished up my ice-cream, ignoring his stare as I scraped the sides and corners and spooned the melted ice-cream into my mouth.

“I’m sorry, aight?” he finally said after a few moments of him getting no reaction whatsoever on my end. “Tomorrow I’ll buy you all the ice-cream you want.”

“What makes you think I’ll want ice-cream tomorrow?” I finally asked.

“You always want ice-cream, Jhene.”

“Aight, I’m out y’all.” Mijo announced as he stood up and stretched. “Where did Mylen go?”

“Upstairs with the rest of the kids.” Chris mumbled, taking Mijo’s previous seat and stretching his legs across my lap. A whiff of weed hit my nose the minute he did so, causing me to scrunch my nose up out of instinct.

“You stink.” I blurted, fanning a hand in front of me. Chris ignored me and laid his head to rest on the couch’s cushions, eyes closed as a sigh released from his lips. I don’t know what he was thinking smoking with or even around Robyn. That was the last thing she needed, someone who approved of her relapse like ways and Chris of all people knew better.

A/N: I apologize for how late this chapter is & how boring it is. It’s just a filler & I’m slowly trying to get back inspiration for this ff. So bare with me please! Constructive criticism always helps & your feedback usually inspires the next chapter soooo please use the ask box😩😩😩. -love, Taty😘


“Mooooooommy!” Caylee’s voice trailed along with her footsteps into my room. I sighed deeply, kissing the few minutes of sleep I thought I could scavenge up goodbye. If Caylee was up, CJ was also awake and there was no way they were letting me go back to sleep.

I unwillingly opened my eyes, slowly letting them adjust to the light of the room before sitting up.

“Mommy!” Caylee giggled out, now climbing into my bed and on onto my legs. “Guess what?”


“It’s Nami’s birthday.” She announced proudly as if it were her own.

“I know. Did you wish her happy birthday?”

“She’s still sleep. Can I wake her up?”

I shook my head, “No, let her sleep. How about we fix her some breakfast instead and then wake her up when it’s time to eat.”

She nodded eagerly before hopping off of my lap and sliding out of the bed on her butt. “I’ll go get CJ.”

“Okay, but don’t go in the kitchen and mess with anything until I get there.” I called after her, but she was already out of the room.

I headed to the bathroom and relieved my bladder before brushing my teeth and washing my face. I needed to prepare myself for the day. Namiko’s party started at two and Chris left for the studio last night around 12 and wouldn’t be back probably for another couple of hours. Luckily, Deidra offered to help me set up and my parents agreed to come a few hours earlier so they could help at least with the twins while we worked.

When I walked into the kitchen CJ was standing on a chair with the refrigerator door open, reaching for what I assumed was the carton of strawberries on the first shelf. “Christopher.” I called, causing both he and Caylee’s heads to swivel my way, eyes wide and looking very much like their father. “Get down, now.” I gritted out before nudging him out of the chair and telling him to take it back where he dragged it from.

“But I thought we were gonna make Nami breakfast.” Caylee scowled, bringing her hands up to rest on her hips. “That’s what you said.”

“I know what I said, little girl. I also said for you not to mess with anything until I come.” I replied, grabbing the carton of berries and placing them on the counter.

“But you were taking too long.”

“In a minute, you’re about to be in your room until your grandparents get here.”

“But I’m not sleepy.”

I pointed to the chair across form the island counter. “Go take a seat, Caylee.”

She huffed before taking her time getting the row of stools.

When we were done, I sent CJ upstairs to wake Nami up. As I expected, he stomped up the stairs loudly making the most noise he could possibly make. “Nami, wake your butt up!” he chanted loudly.

I chuckled and continued to make their plates, stacking two blueberry pancakes on Nami’s plate along with a handful of strawberries and turkey bacon. She came down the stairs seconds later, her playful glare focused on me the minute she stepped foot into the kitchen. “Really?” she giggled out.


“You couldn’t send Cay upstairs? He just hopped on my bed and slapped my pillows until I was woke.”

I laughed as CJ entered the kitchen also, obviously proud of himself. “I got her up.” He said with an accomplished grin.

“Thank you, baby.” I replied before scooping him up and placing him in the chair beside his sister.

“And Happy Birthday, big girl.” I grinned, placing Namiko’s plate in front of the empty chair beside CJ.

“Thank you!” she cooed, taking her seat and reaching for the syrup. “Is Nana coming today?”

“Yep. I talked to her last night.”

“Good. Daddy said he’d be here too.”

“Did he?”

She nodded. “Is Uncle Sean coming?”

“I’m not sure. He said that he would try his best to make it but he has somewhere to be at noon.”

“But my party doesn’t start till two.” She replied.

“It all depends on how long he’ll be there. I’m sure if he doesn’t make the party, he’ll make sure that he’s here to see you before the day is over.”

She nodded in satisfaction before going back to her food. When she was finished, I sent her upstairs to get ready. Heather offered to take both Nami and Tylee to get their nails and hair done before her party. That way, Namiko wouldn’t arrive until the most of her guest were here.

The doorbell rang a few minutes later, following the arrival of my parents. “Where are my beautiful grandchildren?” my Mom called as they entered the kitchen. 

 While my mom went straight for the kids, my dad came over to me. “Good morning, princess.”

“Morning, daddy.” I mumbled into his shirt as he wrapped his arms around me.

Our relationship had gotten significantly better over the years, following a few back to back strokes he suffered. I think almost losing his family might’ve opened his eyes and I’ve never seen him happier. He and my Mom are even closer than I ever remember them being and his grandchildren are his pride and joy. Jamila and Marcus haven’t even been married for a full two months yet, and already my parents have been pestering them to have kids.

 “How are you, baby.” My mom asked, resting her hands on the sides of my belly.

“I’m good. The baby’s healthy if that’s what you’re referring to.” I giggled out, placing my hand upon hers inattentively.

“I’m referring to you in general.” She smiled slightly.

“I’m great, ma. I’ll be even better once your big-headed grandchild joins us.”

“You keep saying that and he might just have Chris’s head.” My dad chuckled, his back turned towards the stove.

“Or yours.” I added, causing him to shoot me a look.

“K, what are you eating?” my mom scolded him, moving to see what was in his hand.

“Food, Christina. What does it look like I’m eating?” he shot back, waving a piece of turkey bacon in his hand.

“It’s healthier than regular bacon, ma. Chill.” I chuckled. “Are you guys hungry, though? There’s more than enough bacon and there’s still a lot of pancake mix in that funnel.”

“Have you eaten?”

“Not yet. I’m not very hungry.” I replied while plugging the griddle up. “Would you guys rather have waffles, or is this cool?”

My mom shook her head. “You need to eat, weather you’re hungry or not.”

I rolled my eyes and turned to my dad. “Pancakes are fine.” He mumbled, pulling two plates out of the cabinet.

“Daddy’s here!” CJ belted at the top of his lungs, disappearing out of the kitchen with Caylee in tow.

Seconds later, Chris came in carrying the kids on his shoulders. “Y’all gotta stop all of this running.” He mumbled before placing them on their feet and straightening up.

“Y’all are here early.” He grinned, maneuvering around Caylee to come over to my dad.

“We came to take these two off your hands for a couple of hours.” My mom gestured towards the twins as Chris and my father shared an embrace before he and my mom did the same.

“Well, I appreciate it.” He replied before turning to me and enveloping me in a bear hug. “Goodmorning, wifey.”

I looked at him weirdly but allowed him to peck my lips quickly. “Why are you so ha—”

“Goodmorning, everyone!” I looked past him to see both Mama J and Chris’s dad, Clinton walking in.

They immediately went for the twins, showering them with love before coming over to us.

“I thought you weren’t coming, Ma. You just left a few days ago.” I pouted as she hugged me and then allowed Clinton to do the same. She might as well move to L.A. and save Chris the trouble of flying her here every time he wanted her around.

“I know, but I had to come see my baby on her day. Where is she?” she replied after greeting my parents.

“Upstairs getting dressed. Heather’s taking her to get her nails and hair done.”

“She’s growing up so fast.” My mom mumbled, shaking her head.

“Tell me about it.”

“They all do.” Mama J agreed.

Chris smacked his lips loudly and looked past me at my dad. “Mr. K, whatchu over there burning up?”

“Pancakes.” he chuckled. “Y’all hungry?”

“I’ll take a couple. Extra crispy.”

“Uh-un. Chris, you come over here in fix your own breakfast.” My mom replied.

“I know that’s right. You know better.” Mama J agreed, side-eyeing him.

I chuckled as I watched give him glare at the back of Mama J’s head. “I got it baby.” I told him before he could get up from his seat. My husband got up bright and early to take care of things at the studio just so he could be here for Nami’s party. He deserved being waited on this time.

“Thank you, lovebutt.” He replied, grinning goofily as he wrapped his hands gripped my waist.

“I don’t know which one of you spoil each other the most.” Clinton chuckled, shaking his head at us as he grabbed himself a plate.

“And this is why she deserves every bit of it.” Chris smirked, pulling me down to plant a kiss on my cheek, earning an eye roll from our parents.


“Eeeew.” Caylee dragged out making a sour face as she squeezed her way in between us. I chuckled and stepped back so she could climb into Chris’s lap. She was so damn territorial when it came to her dad.

I grabbed a plate from the cabinet and stacked four pancakes onto it before adding a few strips of bacon and the last of the strawberries. I put it in front of Chris and then reached for Caylee so she could let him eat. “Let’s go take a bath, bug.” I mumbled, scooping her up and placing her on her feet. I could at least get the twins ready now so I didn’t have to do rush to do it later on.

-2 hours later-

I tugged a peplum top over my head and straightened it over my jeans, facing the full length mirror in my closet. I slipped my feet in a pair of pink strappy sandals and headed back to the bathroom. I pulled my hair into a sleek ponytail at the nape of my neck and wrapped a portion of my hair around the base of it before securing it in place with a bobby pin.  I wasn’t up for doing anything more to my appearance, so I left it as is, satisfied with looking decent enough, and made my way downstairs. There was twice as many people here than when I left to take a shower. Most of them were from my side of the family and parents of Nami’s friends. I went straight to the kitchen to find Mama. Her and my mom had joined together to make sure that food wasn’t a problem since the caterers that I hired had gotten the date mixed up.

When I stepped into the kitchen, the smell alone made my mouth water. I pan full of Mama’s sweet buffalo wings rested in the center of the island counter along with a huge bowl of my mom’s chicken salad, and a few bowls of potato chips. 

“You guys are life savers.” I breathed out, joining them at the stove. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome, sweetie.” My mom smiled, kissing my cheek before going back to stirring the bowl of punch in front of her. “Could you check on the kids. They’re with you father on the patio.”

I nodded before turning to Mama. “Can I sample a wing, ma?”

She sighed before gesturing towards the plates. “One, Jhené. You and Chris beg more than anyone I know.” She mumbled.

I grinned and opened the package of paper plates Chris had bought earlier. “Thank you.”

“Get out of here.” My mom shooed me after I spooned a little of her chicken salad into a plate also.

I chuckled and quickly headed back upstairs to the patio. My dad was sitting in the chair across from Chris and a few other people who were facing opposite from where I was standing. Caylee was standing in my dad’s lap, playing in his hair and while CJ was running his toy truck along the wood banister.

“What are you guys doing up here?” I asked, stepping out and sliding the door shut behind me. I smiled as I realized that Mijo was the one sitting beside my dad along with Clinton, Trell, and Ty. I hadn’t seen or spoken to Mijo in a little more than a week. Usually he’d call to check on me, or come over the house for Chris, but he’d been AWOL.

“Barry!” I exclaimed as he stood to hug me, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly.

“You missed me, sis?”

“Hell yeah I missed your bull headed ass.” I chuckled. “Where’ve you been? Is Tae here yet?”

“Nah not yet.” He replied, releasing me from his embrace. “And I been around. You just don’t call me like you used to.”

“Yes, I do.”

“When you want me to bring you something to eat and Chris isn’t available.”

He smacked his lips loudly before returning to his seat. “Lies.”

I greeted Trell and Ty with a hug before returning to Mijo. “Where’s Mylen?”

“Tae went to pick him up.”


“Mercedes’s crib.” He replied as if I should’ve already known.

Chris shook his head. “Knowing Cedes don’t like Tae.”

“Oh well.” Mijo shrugged in response. “She better a build a bride and get her ass over it. Tae gone be around for a long time so she better get used to it.”

“I hear that.” Trell nodded in agreement. “I still have to explain to Lexi that Heather aint going nowhere no time soon.”

“Nah, Lexi just enjoy starting shit with Heather.” Mijo replied.

“And one day, Heather’s gonna give her what she’s been asking for.” I added. I didn’t care for Trell’s baby moms as it was, but the fact that she was as messy as she chooses to be just adds fire to the flame.

As if on cue, my phone rang with Heather(emoji) flashing across the screen. I swiped the answer option and held it up to my ear. “Hello?”

“Hey, we’re like five minutes away.”

“Okay, thanks.”

“No problem, love.” She replied before ending the call.

I grabbed Chris’s hand. “Come help me with the cake.”

He held out his other hand for me to take and I side-eyed him playfully. “I’m not about to strain my back to pull you up, Chris.”

“I will, daddy.” Caylee volunteered, clamoring out of my dad’s lap and racing to Chris. I couldn’t help but laugh as she gripped his huge hands in her fists and tried her hardest to pull him to his feet. I took a few tries, but Chris finally allowed her to think that she had everything to do with pulling him up. When he did, we headed down to the basement. I had her cake delivered earlier this morning and to keep the twins from getting to it, I had my dad and Clinton to bring it downstairs.

“You spent almost a rack on this?” Chris asked, looking from me to the cake.

I rolled my eyes. “He gave me a discount Chris. It was only six hundred.”

“I could’ve baked a cake for free.” He mumbled examining the purple, white, and black Justin Bieber themed caked. It was three tiered decorated in fondant stars and zebra stripes with a picture of Justin candy framed at the top.

“You don’t do anything for free, Chris. And I’d like to see you try.”

“I do a lot of shit for free.” He retorted, licking over his lips and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I pursed my lips and looked up at him. “Like what?”

“Everything I do for you is for free.” He mumbled, dipping his head to peck my neck.

I let my neck fall to the side as he continued to trail kisses from my collar bone and stopping at my chin.

“Lies.” I compulsorily moaned out.

He pecked my lips and pulled back. His hands gripped the back of my legs and before I knew it, I was sitting on top of the dryer with him standing between my legs. “Gimme some.”

I giggled into his chest. “Some what?”

“You know what.”

“No, Chris. Nami should be here any minute and—”

His lips attacked mine in an attempt to shut me up. My hands made their way up to his neck massaging the hair at the nape of it. “Chris, stop.” I half-moaned.

“You don’t want it?” he mumbled lowly into my neck once again, sending chills up my spine.

I sighed. “There’s not a moment when I don’t want it, Chris. Just not right now, baby. We have guest.”

He huffed before releasing me from his grip. I smiled and pecked his lips. “I love you.”

He mumbled, “I love you too.” Before helping me off of the dryer and turning to do what we came downstairs to do in the first place.

24: Fuckin' Problems (II)


“Nana! Namiko!” I called out, dropping my purse in the living room and slipping my shoes off beside the door. When I acquired no response, I headed towards the patio, guessing that she and Nami were in her “green house”. Sliding the heavy glass doors back, I spotted them both reclining in the corner with a tray of drinks in between them. I chuckled softly, thinking of the days I looked forward to walking to Nana’s house after school just to do the same thing. Nana would make us drinks depending on the weather and we’d sit outside and talk about our day. Namiko reclined comfortably in the very place I sat when I told Nana that I was pregnant, both times. The green house was a place I reserved for venting whenever I needed to. Even when Nana wasn’t able to be there, I had at least a familiar haven I could come back to.

“I see that my spot has been taken.” I joked as I stepped into the shade of the room. Thick sheer sheets hung above our head, shielding us from the evening sun. The ceiling fans along with sprits fans on each side of the room created a semi-humid atmosphere that I always loved. It reminded me of the mornings after thunder storms. The air would be cool and muggy, but comfortable.

Namiko hopped up from her seat to meet me halfway. “Mommy!”
“Hey, baby.” I smiled while running a hand over her thick sandy brown curls. “How was school?”

“It was cool.” She shrugged. “Bella invited me to her party.”

“When is it?” I asked, taking a seat on the other side of Nana, who was filling another of glass of her famous mango tea.


I frowned. “I thought you and Tylee made plans for Saturday.”

“Well, we can do both maybe.”

“We’ll see.” I told her.

Nana passed me a glass of tea. “How was your day, sweetie?”

“Work was work. Nothing special. What about yours?”

She smirked slightly. “It was great.”

I raised an eyebrow and grinned playfully. “What was so great about your day, missy?”

She shrugged. “It was just a really good day.”

I narrowed my eyes at her face as she blushed slightly. “Are you blushing?! Who is he?”

She rolled her eyes. “I want you, Nami, and Chris to come over for Sunday dinner.”

“Will I get to meet this man that has my nana glowing?”

She nodded slowly, trying contain the grin that tempted her lips.

I shrieked a little. “Look at you! Getting’ your groove back! What’s his name?”

“Clifford. He’s a retired professor and he actually taught your father years ago.”

I took a long sip of the tea before sitting on the tray. “How Nana got her groove back…I see you, boo.”

“Tuh, Nana never lost it.” She side-eyed me playfully before standing up and grabbing the empty pitcher. I watched in amusement as she switched her way into the house, swinging her lips from side to side as she looked back at over her shoulder at me.

I chuckled and got up to follow her.

“Come on, Nams.” I beckoned her before heading into the house.

Nana was running tap water into the pitcher while digging into the fridge for whatever.

“You hungry?”

I nodded. “A little.”

She continued, taking out a bag of spring mix lettuce and a huge bowl to place on the counter.

I washed my hands quickly at the sink and dried them off before taking a seat at the table.

“So, how are things with you and Chris?” she asked, opening a drawer of the fridge with a low grunt. I could practically hear the smirk in her voice, as she straightened up and placed a variety of fruits and vegetables onto the table, glancing up at me briefly.

“We’re good.” I sighed while leaning across the table to slide the salad bowl my way.

Nana turned the oven onto pre-bake and sat a pan of parmesan crusted tilapia on top of the stove.

“Have you told him about…”

“No, not yet.”

She shook her disapprovingly. “The longer you wait, Jhene, the harder he’ll take it.”

“I don’t think he’s going to be as upset as everyone keeps depicting.” I mumbled, tearing the bag of lettuce open and emptying its contents into a bowl.

“He’s a man, Nae. His main concerns are sex and money. Detaining any one of those things, at least without him knowing, will lead you down a path that you don’t want to deal with this early in the relationship.”

I rolled my eyes. “I doubt it’s that serious.”

“I’m sure it is. More than that, it’ll dig up honesty issues that you two don’t need.”

“I’m being dishonest because I haven’t mentioned something that doesn’t involve him?” I said, doubt laced heavily in my voice.

She gave me a look, pursing her lips tightly before rolling her eyes. “You can attempt that line on him, whenever the time comes but I’m not going there with you. That’s not my man, it’s yours. Whatever happens because of your failure to disclose VITAL information with him, just happens.”


“I’d rather be ya’ N.I.G.G.A so we can get drunk and smoke weed all day. It don’t matter if you’re lonely baby, you need a thug in ya’ life. Cause busters ain’t lovin’ you right.” I rapped along with Pac, while I rinsed the shaving cream from my face. I surveyed my cheeks in the mirror closely, making sure I hadn’t left any scruff behind before patting it down with a dry towel.

I wanted to look fresh tonight when I took Jhené out. We hadn’t had a date since the first, and that kind of rubbed me the wrong way. I didn’t want us to fall into a place where it felt like we were friends with benefits. With my album about being released soon, things are going to be kicked into overdrive and we’ll probably see each other one every week or so. And that’s only if shit works out as planned. With my label and management team, I can never know for sure.

I dressed quickly and slid on a couple pieces of simple jewelry. I glanced in the mirror, making sure I looked decent, before stuffing my wallet into back pocket and grabbing the keys to my Porsche Turbo. Just as soon as I’d pulled out of  Hollywood hills, my phone buzzed in my pocket. Stopping at a stop sign, I shifted in my seat to pull it out of my pocket. I glanced at the rearview mirror quickly before answering and speeding off towards Jhené’s apartment building. I switched my phone over to hands-free and sat it in the the cupholder.

“Yo.” Mijo greeted my loudly through the car’s speakers, prompting me to reach over and turn the volume down.


“You got Jhene witchu?”

“Nah, I’m on my way to get her. Why?” I asked, turning onto Franklin Ave.

He chuckled. “Aight, so I’m on the phone with Trell a couple minutes ago and he asked about Jhene.”

I furrowed my eyes together. “What about her?”

“He asked if she was celibate.”

“Fuck nah.” I spat, louder than I attended. “The fuck he get that from?”


I paused. As far as I knew, Heather and Jhené weren’t even close enough for her to know something like that. But then again, Heather wasn’t the type to make up shit for the hell of it. Not concerning me, anyway.

“Think about it, Chris. You said she be acting weird and shit whenever—”

“Yeah but that shit still doesn’t make sense.” I interrupted him. “Jhené would’ve told me.”

I could hear him shuffling around in the background before sighing heavily into the speaker. “I’m just checking wit’chu. Jhené’s the homie and all but, you know how females are when it comes to shit like that.”

“Females, Mijo. Not Jhene. She’s always upfront with her shit.”

He smacked his lips loudly, making me feel slightly simp as fuck. “Maybe this is different. Just ask her about it whenever y’all meet up.”

“Aight, man. Good lookin’.”

“No problem, bruh.” He replied before hanging up.

Turning onto La Brea Ave, I couldn’t help but try to mentally put the pieces together.

Even when I didn’t want her to be, Jhene was brutally blunt. It was one of the things I loved about her. But maybe Mijo was right. Females are sensitive about shit like that and there was a good chance that she was just avoiding the subject. I guess I’ll just have to bring it up.