"You need to stop being so fucking insecure. He's the father of my children, he's going to be around whether you like it or not." I tried to walk away but he snatched me back.
"I'm not about to deal with no bullshit with him or you Carlee, get it together."
I snatched away and went to go find Chris. After not finding him in the store, I headed outside. He was by the truck smoking a cigarette. I grabbed it out his mouth and tossed on the ground. "You know I hate when you smoke cigarettes."
Shaking his head, he climbed into the car.
I went and got into the passenger seat. "What's your problem?"
"Why is it any of his business what the fuck I'm going through?"
"Chris-."
"It's common to talk about the cheating shit but that nigga didn't need to know that I'm in rehab!"
"Chris a lot of people know what happened with you, when I first met him, he mentioned it! I didn't tell him anything."
"Whatever."
"Look lose your attitude, I'm not about to deal with you and him being pissed off."
"What the fuck is he mad for? Because we out looking at couches."
"If you dated a woman and saw her out with the man that she was with for 17 years, how would you feel?"
"Look to make shit easier, after this we're just going to stay away from each other. I'm not trying to ruin your relationship, I don't want you to be pissed at me if things end between you two. We're in a good space, I just wanna keep it like that."
Sighing, I sat back in my seat.
I don't have time for none of this shit.
Christopher Sr.
After grocery shopping and Carlee telling me what I should and shouldn't eat, we headed back to my house. Now I'm watching her cook dinner.
I see this Eric nigga gone be a problem. The crazy part is I really want Carlee to have a successful relationship, I ain't trying to start no trouble.
After these therapy sessions we've became good friends. There's no sexual tension, no flirting, none of that. I get it, we have history but us happening again, isn't going to happen. She needs somebody that she can trust and I know she'll never be able to do that with me.
"Why are you so quiet?" Carlee asked walking up to me.
"Just watching you cook."
"I know when something is on your mind."
"I'm good."
"Chris are you still thinking about that bullshit from earlier?"
"Naw."
She stood in between my legs then pulled on my goatee. "Don't worry about Eric, he'll be alright. Me and you know what's going on between us. If he wants to trip over what he thinks is going on, then oh well."
Sighing I put my hands on her waist. "Carlee I just don't want to come in between what y'all got going on."
She gripped my chin and made me look down at her. "Don't worry about me and Eric. Focus on getting back on your feet."
I just stared in her eyes, the grip on my waist got tighter. All that bullshit I was just talking ran out of my mind. Her hands gripped my wrist and she licked her lips.
My hands slid down to her ass and I tightly gripped it. Our faces grew closer and we were about to kiss until her phone started ringing.
"Ignore it." I said.
"Chris we said that we weren't going to do this anymore."
I sat up straight. "Right....I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, it's okay."
I moved my hands allowing her to walk over to her phone. She answered it and put it to her ear.
"Hello." Carlee said. "Claire calm down, I can't understand you."
I quickly got off the counter and rushed over to her. "Baby let me see the phone."
She moved away. "What's going on?! Why are you crying?"
Oh my god.
I tried to reach for the phone but was too late, Carlee just started screaming and I already knew why. I pulled her into my arms.
"Noooooooo." She cried. "Please tell me this is not true, pleeeeease, please tell me my dad isn't gone."
My heart broke even more just hearing her say that. Tears filled my eyes. Carlee cried harder and harder in my arms.
"You're going to get through this baby, I got you, I promise I got you. I'm so sorry Carlee."
She slid down to the floor. I got down with her and just pulled her in my arms and we just cried together.
Man this is about to be tough.
