Sorry for the little delay my loves, and sorry if this chapter's kinda short, I'm just trying to make things flow smoothly before I end this story. Idk if I'm gonna do a sequel yet. I said I wasn't, but if some good ideas come to me I may, but I wanna focus on my other stories I've started before I think about a sequel to this, like The Unexpected.
Idk, I'll make sure to let you guys know though.
Kisses, Keiana.
38. Drunk
Nia Riley
"That's my best friend, that's my best friend. Yass, you better, she finna!" I yelled into my phone's dubsmash app while a random stripper twerked behind me.
Chris had went to go with Fabulous to get some weed, and the strippers in the VIP section of the club were trying to get me drunk, which wasn't really hard because I'd been drinking since dinner.
I looked down at my ring, I couldn't stop looking at it, it was just so gorgeous. Chris really did his thing with this one.
"Lemme see your ring, it's gorgeous boo!" A beautiful dark chocolate stripper with a coke bottle body who noticed me admiring my ring sat next to me and asked.
"Thank you! He proposed to me like an hour ago."
"Wow! That's so beautiful, where's he at right now?"
"Rolling up."
"I've seen you on Instagram before, you're Chris Brown's girlfriend huh?"
I nodded. "Well fiancée now."
"That's amazing baby! Lemme get you a shot."
See what I mean?
She dragged me to the bar that was smartly installed inside VIP and ordered two shots of Hennessy straight.
This girl was trying to have me stripping like her in a second.
We clicked our shot glasses together and threw our drink back. My face wrinkled as I swallowed the strong ass drink.
"Damn girl, you're trying to get me sloppy drunk." I whined.
"Nah, I just wanna get you in your zone, I heard about you."
My eyebrow raised. What has she heard?
"I heard you get a little gay when you drink."
I couldn't help but laugh, it sounded like she'd been talking to Draya's crazy ass. I stepped back and looked at the chocolate drop in front of me. She was pretty, she really looked like Justine Skye.
Chris would think she was pretty too.
Ohh, I was gonna finesse.
"A little bit, especially with pretty girls like you trying to get me drunk."
She bit her lip. "You want a dance baby? Free of charge."
She grabbed my hand and started leading me to an empty chair. If Chris didn't hurry up and get here, I was gonna spend all his money in here.
I grabbed my phone from where I'd slid it comfortably into my bra and unlocked it with my finger before calling Chris on Facetime.
While I waited for him to answer, the stripper slid onto my lap and wrapped her legs around my waist from behind, so her big ass was all up in my face. Oh my God.
"Wassup baby? I'm coming up the stairs right now." Chris yelled when he answered the call.
"Look at thissss Chris." I laughed and turned the camera around so he could get a glimpse of what I was seeing. I'd never had a stripper dance on me, this was a whole other experience.
"Nia get your gay ass on. Damn, she's moving it though, if you're getting a dance, so am I."
I laughed. "We can get a dance together daddy. This one's free of charge."
Chris's eyebrow raised. "Look at my little finesser. Ohhhh, I know who just went from tipsy to drunk."
He laughed along with me.
"Get over here Chris, I miss you baby."
"I miss you too, I'm coming. I see you." The call hung up and my attention went back to the stripper whose name was Hershey.
Well maybe not, but it should've been.
"Go Hershey, go Hershey!" I yelled and reached for my wallet beside me so I could throw some money at her.
"Where's my wallet?" I started feeling around me on the dark couch, but I couldn't find it.
"Looking for this?" Chris asked holding my wallet in his hand.
My hero.
"Thank you baby, Chris this is Hershey, Hershey this is the love of my life Chris." I introduced Chris to the naked stripper dancing on my lap.
"Nice to meet you, I'm a big fan." Hershey laughed. I eyed her out of the corner of my eye. She was cute, but don't try it.
"Thank you, can I steal my girl from you for a second though?" He reached out his hand and I automatically took it.
"Of course, but bring her back please, I'm not done with her."
Chris laughed. "I got you. Come on Nia."
He pulled me up and made sure I was balanced in the heels I was wearing before leading me to a stripper infested section, with Fabulous in the middle of it throwing stacks of ones at a time.
"Fab, this is my baby Nia, Nia this is my nigga Fab."
Fabulous stood up to his like six feet height and pulled me into a big hug.
"I've heard a lot about you, but I ain't never put the face to the name. Wassup? You good? We family now! Tell Fab whatchu need! A drink? You want a blunt? Chris give the queen a blunt please, what're you waiting on son?" Fab said excitedly.
I'd only met a few of Chris's friends, other than the crew, so it felt really to be accepted.
"I'm slipping huh?" Chris laughed and reached in his black denim jacket for a ziploc bag of blunts and handed me one.
"You good babe? You need something?"
"I need you to kiss me, and hand me a lighter."
He laughed. "I got you."
Fab let me go so I could wrap my arms around Chris's waist.
I didn't know it was possible to love someone this much. To feel this happy.
I squeezed Chris and felt butterflies rumble in my stomach and my heart warm up within my chest.
This was really my nigga? God damn.
"I love you so much Chris."
He bent down and connected our lips. I couldn't help but drape an arm around his neck.
"I love you too baby, now let's turn up, celebrate us."
Celebrate us. That sounded great.
Christopher Maurice Brown
I took another gulp of Hennessy as Nia grinded against me, and her stripper Hershey danced on her.
Fab was all in the section just throwing money, and occasionally he'd go to the balcony and throw dollars off.
I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket for like the third time in a row.
I knew exactly who it was, and why they were calling, and I didn't wanna answer.
I knew the paparazzi had gotten a hold of a few pictures of Me and Nia tonight, and I knew they saw that big ass ring I put on her finger.
I didn't care though, I wasn't ashamed.
Even though I was technically married to Mina, I'd found an amazing Israeli lawyer who saw some flaws in Mina's documentation, so that was gonna be voided very quickly.
Everything was finally going right, everything I needed to, and I didn't need Mina messing up anything.
I felt the phone vibrate for the last time before it stopped. Maybe she'd finally stop calling.
"What're you thinking about?" Nia dropped her head on my shoulder and turned her head so it was in the crook of my neck, and she was leaving soft kisses all over my jaw and ear.
"Nothing. You good?"
"You're lying, but I'm g-great, thanks for tonight baby." She stuttered with a huge drunk smile on her face.
My baby was so cute.
I tucked a straight strand of hair that had come untucked from her ponytail behind her ear and pecked her lips.
"You know you deserve it. I love you baby."
"I love you too. Wait my phone's ringing, someone's calling me." She tapped Hershey, who stood up and let Nia stand up. She grabbed her phone from her bra and answered it.
I don't know why though, she could barely hear.
"Hold on Chris, I'll be back." She held up a finger and started to walk away.
Hell nah, I wasn't tryna lose her tonight. That shit would really kill my vibe.
"Excuse me Hershey." I stood up and followed Nia, who had one hand covering her ear, and the other glued to her ear.
I reached her and wrapped an arm around her neck.
"Who're you talking to?" I grabbed the phone from her and looked down at the unknown caller ID.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Chris?" Mina cried into the phone.
God damn!
"What the hell do you want? Why're you calling my girl's phone for?"
"Fuck you Chris! I should kill you for embarrassing me like you did today! You proposed to her?! You know we're married, what the hell?!" Mina screamed into my ear.
I fought the urge to hang up as I led Nia to the bathroom. I was gonna end this shit once and for all tonight.
"Christopher?! Are you listening to me? Answer me damn it!"
"Stop yelling at me! Listen Mina, I don't know how many times I can say this to you. I don't want you, I don't wanna be with you, I don't wanna marry you, I don't want you to have my kids, I don't want shit to do with you, and neither does my fiancé. Now I'm begging you Mina, leave us alone before I have you arrested for murder, and I'm not playing with you."
I hung up and tucked Nia's phone into one of my pockets.
"That was Mina? Why'd she call me?"
"I didn't answer her calls." We walked into the exclusive VIP bathroom, laid out with different candies, waters, soaps, lotions.
I pulled out my phone and took a seat on the ottoman they put in here.
I had over twenty eight missed calls from Mina, and about fifty texts. I scrolled to the top of the texts, they just seemed to get crazier as I went along.
First she was angry with me, then herself for even allowing herself to get angry over a no good nigga like me, and then she was crying asking why I didn't want her anymore.
I couldn't help but feel bad for her. Had I made her like this? Had all the lies finally amounted to this?
"I'm so drunk babe." Nia laughed as she just stared at herself in the mirror, examining her face.
"Me too. All I wanna do is drink and fuck."
"So let's go home." Nia's eyes connected with mine in the mirror.
Shit, she didn't even have to say it twice.
"You lead the way Mrs. Brown."
She smiled and walked over to me. "I love the way that sounds."
"Me too."
We walked out of the bathroom and back to the VIP section to tell Fab we were dipping.
I felt my phone vibrate again as Nia led me through the crowd. I pulled it out and read the text that popped up on my screen.
This is it. I can't take it anymore. I'm sorry I'm such a burden on you, I just loved you so much Christopher. - Mina Tran
What'd she mean this is it? Was she gonna kill herself? Mina was dramatic, but was she that dramatic?
It was my business, but it really wasn't anymore. I'd done all I could do for her, now I needed to just let it go and start building with my fiancé.
I couldn't focus on the past anymore, and I needed to leave Mina far in it.