Poetic Justice : ( Chris Brown Story )

Poetic Justice ₪ III

I smiled. "No daddy, leave that up to me. I got that, trust me."

Nigga seriously must got me twisted, he should know better then to screw me over on some shit like this! I don't give a fuck where he's been, his ass don't have to say shit to me about it because it won't stop me from killing his ass! Nothing is excused from this situation. When I called his phone up, it went straight to voicemail. God please save me tonight from committing a sin, because at this rate I'll be sending him up to you.

"Did you reach him?" My dad asked.

"No, his phone must be dead or something. I'm going to get Mijo to sleep so he'll be in a better mood when it's time to cut the cake."

As I walked over to Chyna she wasn't holding Mijo. "Where's my baby?"

"Look what the dog dragged in," she pointed across the yard to Chris. He was holding Mijo in his arms, as all the other little kids crowded by him. Not only was he late to his own sons birthday party but he had the nerve to come with Jasmine. Is that how we're doing things now.

"What are you going to do? Crack a bottle of his head? Snatch the ugly off her face? Come on, what's up?" Chyna threw out suggestions.

But I walked away from her and headed towards him. Nigga had the nerve to be laughing, getting cozy with Mijo and this Jasmine bitch!

"Give me my son," I said with attitude seeping through my mouth.

His smile was still there on his face when I stood before him, "What's the problem?"

"Hi Brielle!" Jasmine tried to ease her presence in.

People would have to see the look I gave this bitch, just to see how bad it was.

"Chris don't fucking talk to me just give me my damn son."

"Why you getting loud with me and watch how you talk around Mijo!" He said handing him over to me.

As I took him of course he began crying, I figured maybe just as long as he had Chris holding him he would be alright getting through cake cutting. I brought the big chocolate cake out as Chris sat with him at the big table while everyone crowded around them. I lit the flame on the big '2' candled as we began to sing Happy Birthday to him. Most kids cry but Mijo smiled and covered his eyes, I swear on everything I love my baby boy! I don't care if I'm lonely, sad, or pissed off just as long as I have him to brighten my day with his smile I don't give a fuck about nobody.

Chris

Already know that I fucked up but I didn't sleep with her, all I did was sleep over her house. Jasmine and I are nothing but friends, she's always there to hear me out when I need it. Jasmine is almost like Brielle but nothing can match up to her, Brielle is different from everyone else but right now she's just . . . I don't know I can't put it into words. Hard to believe but Jasmine and I didn't even kiss each other last night I was really tempted to though, she's a beautiful girl and telling by her body language I know she's feeling me. But I'm already deep in the hole with Brielle I don't need to bury myself deeper.

Not being here for the day wasn't my intentions, I wouldn't do some foul shit like that. I can't make an excuse on why I showed up late, I was busy trying to get my mind right. It's not like Mijo is going to know the difference whether I was there from the moment he opened his eyes this morning or from the time the clock strikes 11:59 PM. Regardless I was here on his day, but none of that matters to her. Tonight I'll have to hear about what a dumb ass I am and how I fucked up the day, not much I can do at this point but accept it.

Once everybody left, Mijo and I played with all his new toys till it was time to put him to bed. I sat downstairs with him in my arms as he held on to his bottle while we watched the basketball game together. After a while I fell asleep too, when I woke up there was a blanket place over us by Brielle. I looked up at the clock as saw it was 1:03 AM, I took Mijo upstairs and placed him into his crib then hopped in the shower real quick. When I came into the room Brielle was sitting there on her laptop, once I walked in she quickly closed it.