Lost Love

Lost Love: Worse

New York City, New York
10:09 p.m.
October 20th, 2015
Christopher Brown

Its been a week since Kae came back and since that nigga, Javontè called. I was in my hotel room after a long concert on the phone with Nika.

"When you coming back?"

"Tomorrow. I'll be there first thing in the morning, okay." I answered.

"Good because I miss you."

"I miss you too. What you wanna do tomorrow?"

"Um..."

"Um..."

"I don't know. I wasn't really planning on doing anything tomorrow. I was just gonna stay in and sleep."

"Uh uh. Look I'll plan some things and surprise you tomorrow. How's that sound?"

"Okay. I'm tired. I wanna go to bed." She yawned.

"Alright. Night baby."

"Night night." I hung up the phone, contemplating on whether or not I should call Karrueche. Instead of things getting better between us, things just got worse. She forgave me bout the whole Hollywood Life thing, but she been getting suspicions that I been cheating on her. I sighed, figuring that I should.

She took a while to answer but she answered. "Hey baby." I smiled to myself.

"Hey Chris."

"What you doing?"

"In bed. Why do you care? Aren't you with your girlfriend?"

"You're my girlfriend. Kae why every time I call you, you get the idea that I'm cheating?"

"Because you've done it before, you'll do it again."

"You know what, I shouldn't have called you. I'll see you when I see you."

"Bye." She immediately hung up. I am getting tired of her bullshit. I'm going to see Nika before I go home.

Los Angeles, California
2:56 a.m.
October 21st, 2015
Onika Tanya Miraj

I jumped up when I heard something fall downstairs. It sounded like glass. I grabbed my gun from under the bed, holding it firmly while I walked down the stairs. I looked at the glass in the carpet in the living room and saw the wet footprints leading to the kitchen. I peeked in and seen two men dressed in black rummaging through my refrigerator. I aimed at one of them and shot him in the back. He groaned falling to the floor. The other one grabbed him off the floor and carried him out the back.

I laid the gun on the counter and closed the refrigerator, locked the patio door and closed the blinds. I held my chest as it heaved up and down.

7:00 a.m.

I struggled to keep my eyes open, but forced them open when I saw that someone was wiggling my doorknob. Then three knocks.

"Nika, open the door." I hopped up and ran to the door. Chris walked in and I jumped on him, kissing him all in his face.

"Wow, you missed me that much?" He chuckled. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Baby you gotta let go one day."

"I don't want to." I mumbled. "Lets go sit down. What's wrong? You look worried."

"I am. Some men broke in the house this morning."

"Oh my god. Baby you okay? Did they hurt you?"