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Friends with Benefits

This was undoubtedly never going to happen again. Ever. Ciara repeated this over and over again in her head when she woke up wrapped in a certain Christopher Brown’s embrace. Now this wasn’t anything out of the ordinary as they had fallen asleep together on numerous occasions but this time it was different as he was completely and absolutely butt naked. A clock on the wall opposite her showed her that it was only 5’clock in the morning and she must have only been asleep for an hour or two. But in her mind the events of last night seemed like years ago. It almost felt like an out of body experience because it was not something she ever thought she would do. 

Chris had left the curtains open ever so slightly and a sliver of light on her face was what eventually awoke her at the crack of dawn. Beside her Chris was silently sleeping, looking ever so innocent and adorable. Since Ciara had arose she had been careful not to move, fearing waking him up and things becoming awkward quickly. It took her forever but she finally gained courage and managed ti slowly move out of his embrace. He didn’t stir. She tiptoed towards the curtains and shut them which suddenly made the whole room darker. She then turned towards the bathroom, hopeful that she could atleast shower and leave before Chris woke up. She was pretty sure she could as it was only 5 in the morning and she had never known him to was up before midday anyway.

She took off the shirt and panties that she had put on some time last night and in minutes was in the shower. Unknown to her Chris had lifted his head and was smirking as he watched her ass move when walked into the bathroom. In a sleepy haze, Chris ignored her and tried to go back to sleep but in a few minutes he heard her soft, soothing voice humming along to one of his songs. A couple of minutes later she was so into it that she was singing along as well.Her soft, gentle voice sounded amazing to the words of one of his songs and he couldn’t help but think it was due time for him and Ciara to get back in the studio together.As he walked towards her voice he noticed that she was singing the words completely wrong but it still sounded amazing. He pushed the bathroom door open just a crack and a blanket of steam poured out. He could hear her voice better now and smiled, noticing that she hadn’t noticed him opening the door.

As he walked in he could see her toned figure clearly through a wall of frosted glass right in front of him. She was turned away facing the other direction, shampooing her hair, her eyes closed, still singing the words wrong to his songs. She didn’t notice when he dropped his boxers and stepped in behind, she was lost in her own little world.

“Well good morning to you too.” He said softly. 

She gasped loudly and froze. Not turning around, she washed the shampoo out of her hair. He was careful to keep his distance for now until she suggested otherwise. He didn’t know how she would react if he made a move, now that it was morning and they were both in their right minds.

“You gave me a fucking heart attack.” She said finally turning around. Her eyes gazing all up and down his body until they stopped at a certain point. She blushed and looked up again, trying to hide her smile.

“Look Chris. As amazing as last night was, we really can’t d-“

“Shhh” he said ignoring her. He just wrapped his arms around her warm wet body and placed kisses all over her neck and shoulder. 

Ciara couldn’t deny it, his body felt amazing all pressed up next to hers but no this was not right. They would ruin their friendship if they went down this path. They had to stop this nonsense. 

“Shit Ciara. Stop fighting it and just enjoy it. You overthink everything! There ain’t a damn thing going on between us apart from two best friends, enjoying each others company. No, I don’t wanna start dating you. And I know you feel the same way. IT’s just sex, we’re both single and trust each other, so why the fuck not!” Chris ranted, almost as if he had read her mind. His fingers playing between her hips while he said it. 

Ciara moaned in reply and pulled his head towards hers in a long wet Kiss. Chris was as usual smirking as his hands roamed all over her body. Things were about to get interesting.

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“Fuck!” Ciara exclaimed out loud almost five minutes after they had finally collapsed on top of each other for the third time that morning. It wasn’t even seven yet and they had still managed to somehow have sex three times already. 

“Damn Ci. My legs are actually numb. The way you just did that was fucking mind blowing. I don’t think I’ve ever nutted so damn hard.” Chris laughed.

“Please be quiet. Uh. How can I be so stupid again?” she sighed.

“We used protection this time…” Chris yawned and pushed her off his chest. “Damn your head heavy as hell!”

“Shut up! No I mean I told myself we wouldn’t do this again. But…”

“The dick was too bomb. You couldn’t stay away.” he said laughing again as he reached over and grabbed her arse.

“Nigga please!” Ciara argued, but her hands were already sliding down his chest towards his-

“No, no. Not again. Not yet! What the fuck. You are insatiable woman! I need some food first. Are you trying to kill me?” he she pushing her away further.

She laughed and picked up her phone and dialed a number. A couple of minutes later she hung up her phone and told Chris she had told her chef to make breakfast and deliver it here.

“You genius! Now I can have breakfast, shower and then go to the studio.”

“Oh? I thought you were taking the day off…” she said drawing patterns on his chest.

“I was? …Oh! I was…” he said smirking.

“You know this doesn’t mean we’re together.” she said. “ It’s not like we’re in love. we’ll just keep this arrangement. Friends with benefits. Right?”

“Ofcourse. I already said this, didn’t I?” he said staring at the crack he had just noticed on the ceiling above him.

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Friends

It was two in the morning, and as usual Ciara was slightly drunk. She had cried for a bit, called her mom, called her manager telling her that she was ready for work and since then had drank wine while watching TV. The bottle was half way empty by. The program was just ending and she was extremely bored and was not a bit sleepy. She turned the TV off. She suddenly picked up her phone, dialed a number and then held the phone up to her ear as it rang.

“Hey. Are you up?” Ciara asked.

 “No. But I am now. What’s up You alright?” the voice asked, slightly concerned. "You want me to take you to the hospital? Did you take your med? God Ci, What is it?"

“Are you alone?” she said ignoring his questions.

“Umm….well yeah." sounding a tad confused.

“Cool. Can I come over?” she asked. 

“At this time. Girl.... And d’you really have to ask. Just come on over.” The voice said groggily. “And hurry up, or imma fall asleep again.” 

“Kay, bye. “ Ciara said hanging up. 

It was 15 to 20 minutesm later when Ciara walked into Chris’ house. She was surprised she had made it in one piece considering how fast she had been driving. He opened the door in his boxer shorts, his eyes half closed.  He had never looked sexier. Ciara was still dressed in the clothes from that afternoon.  She was wearing leather shorts and a black tank top with her new knee high chanel boots. Chris looked at her up and down disapprovingly.

“What the hell are you wearing. I thought you were gonna come up here in a sexy dress and those red heels I go-“ Chris said.

“Shut up Chris!” Ciara said walking in and taking  a swig from her bottle of wine. 

“Heeeey. You can’t waltz in here and tal-“

“Chris. Please. Hush.” Ciara said sitting at the bottom of the stairs, taking off her boots.

“What! I’m just saying you woke me up for no reason.” Chris replied, following Ciara up the stairs to his room, rolling his eyes. "I thought i was finally gonna get some and end this dry spell. Damn..."

He found Ciara on the bed, flipping through the channels on his TV. 

He shivered at the sight of her on his bed. Her long smooth legs were neatly folded together and he really couldn’t take his eyes off them. Her skin just looked so soft, he wanted to bite it.She was still a little skinnier than usual but she looked great tonight. He jumped on the bed and lay down next to her. He knew nothing was going to happen tonight so was hoping he could just go back to sleep again but he had to talk to Ciara first. Something was definitely up, she never acted like this. Normally she would gush everything to him the moment she saw him but today...

“Are you just gonna lie there? Or are you gonna tell me why you’re here at almost 3 in the morning?” He asked snatching the bottle of wine from her hand and taking a drink.

Ciara resisted the urge to smack Chris on the head. Instead she snatched the bottle back and took another swig before cradling it in her arms. A frown on her face.

“Nayvadius is hav-“ Ciara started. “You know what. Nevermind. Forget him.”

Chris reached to take the the bottle and as he did his fingers brushed against Ciara. He looked up and caught Ciara’s eye. It seemed like forever but they stared at each other. He interlaced his fingers with hers, pulling her closer by their clasped hands.  She shuddered. Her eyes travelled down his bare chest and to the front of his pants where she could see the outline of his…

“Like something you see?” Chris said.

Ciara pulled herself closer to him.  “No.” she said seriously.

He sighed and lay back down on the bed.

“So you found out Future been sleeping with his baby mama and knocked her up again?” Chris asked.

“You knew?” Ciara asked. She was shocked. Chris had known but didn’t tell her?

“Future told me a couple of days ago. I would have told you, but he said he wanted to tell you himself.”

“Why was he talking to you?”

“I dunno. He seemed to have thought that Rihanna had told me something. But I don’t even talk to her anymore. Well I do see her sometimes, but we hardly do any talking…If you know what I mean.” He said with a wink.

“Ew! Chris…”

Chris just laughed and got under the covers on his bed. He yawned and stretched a bit and then turned off the lamp at his bedside before rolling over with his back to Ciara and closing his eyes.

“Oi! Chris!” Ciara said smacking him on the back of his head. “I was talking to you.”

“Look i…I’m tired as fuck! And you’re not even that upset. Watch some TV and go to sleep! We can talk in the morning!” he said.

“Fine!” Ciara answered back as turned the TV off and got out of bed. She walked towards his bathroom and walk in closet. About 5 minutes later she emerged with her make up wiped off, her hair in a bun and wearing one of chris’ tshirts. She turned the light off and ran towards the bed and got under the covers. Her back was towards Chris’ and she had curled up in a ball. She could hear Chris chuckling at her somewhere next to her but it was too dark to be able to see anything.

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Revelations

You can do this, Ciara told herself, as she checked herself over in the front camera of her phone for the last time. She applied a fresh coat of mascara to her eyelashes and some more lipgloss before stepping out of the car, which was parked in front of Nayvadius’ new house.

She had called him a week ago and it had been like the first time they had talked. She was so in love with him, the way he talked, how he had told her everything that had happened when they had been apart, how he laughed. She just loved everything about him. He was the one. She could see herself with his kids in the future. He was the only man she had ever wanted to settle down with and whatever their problem was before she was sure they would get over it.

They had agreed to meet for lunch at his house today and it was the first time she would be seeing him face to face in almost 2 months. They had talked endlessly on the phone for the last week and had also facetimed a lot. That was until 2 days ago when he had abruptly hung up saying there had been a family emergency. She had hoped everything was fine and had tried to contact him but he had been unreachable.

As she walked up to the house she noticed a new car parked in the driveway behind his Bentley. He must have bought a new one, she though. It was nice but it wasn't his style. Maybe someone was visiting him? Ciara finally reached the door and knocked and waited. She was nervous and her palms were kinda sweaty. She hadb't seen him in so long and she currently looked a mess but she knew he wouldn't mind. She had been really looking forward to meet him again. She looked down at her outfit, hoping she hadn’t overdressed for the occasion.

He finally opened the door after what felt like forever and frowned as soon as he saw her. She frowned as well.

“Hey Nayvadius.” She said nervously. 

“God Ci. I totally forgot!” he said.

 "Forgot?" she asked incredously. "YOU asked me to come here. Not the other way round."

"I know, It's just there's been a lot on my mind lately." 

“Well it’s alright, we can still have lunch!” she said smiling as she tried to move inside, but he blocked her. 

“Wait Ci-“ he was cut off by the shrill scream of a little girl. 

“Daddy! You’re missing the show!” his daughter Kaylee shrieked from the hallway. 

“Look Ci, now is not a good time. I’ll call you back later. Please…”

Just then a woman dressed in one of Nayvadius’ T-shirts came out of the room. As soon as she saw Ciara, she smiled. There was an evil glint in her eyes. She walked up beside Nayvadius ad linked her arm together with his. It made anger boil up inside Ciara. 

“What the Fuck?” Ciara said before she could even think about anything. “What’s going on.”

“What’s going on is that I’m here at home with my children’s father. That’s what’s going on.” Jen said before Nayvadius could say anything. HE was now looking down at his hands. 

“Children?” Ciara asked. The only had one child and that was Kaylee. Unless…

Jen moved her hand over her belly and rubbed it a little, smirking. Ciara wanted to slap her.

“Yup, you heard correct. I’m nearly 6 weeks now with our second child. It was nice to see you again Ciara.” She said picking up her daughter and going back inside.

 "Nigga tell yo' side chicks not to come 'round the house again." she yelled from inside.

“Ci…look it’s not what it looks like. I love you Ci, this was a mistake. Please…” he pleaded but she heard nothing as she was already on the way to her Car.

"Side chick? Nigga fuck you. I was in the fucking hospital, in pain and yo' ass never came to see me once. But you had the time to get that ratchet bitch knocked up agian?" 

"Don't call her a bitch." he said quietly as he walked up to her car.

"Well she is. She is a fucking ratchet, ugly bitch and nigga so are you!"

 He tried to grab her arm roughly but she snatched it back.

“FUCK OFF! ASSHOLE!” She yelled as she got into her car but he had already closed the door. She was seething. What the fuck was wrong with this nigga. Why the hell did he have to ruin everything by getting that dumb bitch pregnant? 

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Kiss part 2

“So. Why you kiss me? What happened with Kae?” Ciara asked awkwardly after her and Chris looked around the room at everything apart from eachother.  

“Crazy you asked. She said the same thing when I kissed her.” He said solemnly looking down at his feet so all Ciara could see was the top of his blonde head.

“Wait. Wha-“ she started coughing loudly. 

Chris let go of her hand and reached over to her bedside table to give her a glass of water. She took it from him, took a sip and cleared her throat

“So…erherrrrm. Why would she say that! She knows we been best friends since we were 14!" Ciara put the glass back down. "And that's all we are. FRIENDS." she said assertively, trying to make her point known. 

“I don’t know. She seems to think that all i do is talk about you, hang out with you...blah, blah,blah. She said Iwould be better off with you, instead of wasting my time with her. She says I took too long to let my feelings know. She don’t feel the same way anymore and she’s dating someone else.” Chris looked down at his hands. “That’s why I kissed you. To see how I feel.” 

“So. How do you…"

‘I don’t know man! It's all too much. Especially cos' I got dumped a couple of hours ago.”

"A couple of hours? Nigga." Ciara said smacking him. "On to the next one, eh?" she smacked him again and he laughed.

  BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

  Chris took out his phone and turned off the alarm. He moved close and pecked her on the lips again. Ciara tried to move away, but he was too quick. He grinned at her obnoxiusly.

"Don't do that again bruh." Ciara said.

"Don't call me bruh." he replied. “ Anyways, I gotta go. My flight leaves in an hour. Just came to say bye.” He hugged her quickly and clumsily before moving towards the door. 

“Wait! I wanna-” Ciara said but was ignored as Chris waved her goodbye and left before she could even finish the sentence. 

It must have been only thirty seconds later that Ciara heard footsteps running towards her door. Chris ran in, out of breath. He came right up to her bedside and bending over her, he gave her a proper kiss on the lips. It left her heartbeat racing and her lungs out of breath. Once again he was running back out before she could speak, the biggest grin on his face. Ciara was frowning.  What an awful start to the day.

Okay yes, she and Chris had kissed before. They’d even slept together once or twice, but that had been out of drunkenness and sexual frustration as teenagers. It was if she had never noticed him as a love interest and here he had just come and randomly kissed her, leaving her tummy feeling weird. But no, she couldn’t possibly have an inkling of a feeling towards Chris because she was so deeply in love with Nayvadius.

 And Chris was most likely messing with her anyway. He was never serious with anyone. Ciara turned her mind towards Nayvadius and wondered if he missed her. Once she was out of this hospital in a week or two, she was definitely going to go meet him again. 

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Fixing things - Closer to the edge

This is only a bit of the long ass chapter i'll be posting in a few days. I just thougt i'd post as i haven't for a couple of weeks. Sorry guys. Got caught up in work. 

“Remind me why I am here agin?” Ciara asked Chris after he had almost dragged Ciara into the hospital.

“For your chemo dumbass!” Chris exclaimed.

“Why? The doctor already I’m not responding to the treatment. It’s not working. Why am I wasting my time here…Oh yeah. That’s right. Because YOU dragged me here!” Ciara argued.

“Uh. Shut the fuck up. Have I told you how fucking annoying you are. The doctor clearly said that you haven’t responded so far. You still have to do the whole course of the treatment.” Chris said, obviously annoyed at her.

“Where’s your dumbass boyfriend. Shouldn’t he be here with yo’ annoying ass instead?” Chris asked.

At that moment a nurse walked up to Ciara, asked her to sign a form and then handed her a hospital gown.

“The changing room is just down the corridor. Please change and come back here and I’ll take you to do the echocardiogram.” The nurse said and walked away.

“Ciara looked at the gown in disgust and walked towards the changing room. Chris chuckled at the faces she was making.

“Oh by the way. Nayvadius and I broke up.” Ciara said walking away.

“Hold up. What? When was this? Was this after the fight last week? Oh my GOD. You’re telling me this now? Bitch what?” he started asking questions, following behind her. A few minutes later she walked out wearing the hospital robe.

“Bitch. Say something.” Chris said, urging Ciara to speak as they both headed back to the nurse.

“He thought we were sleeping together. He asked me. I didn’t say anything and he left. I just thought…you know. Since I’m going to DIE, what’s the point of me being in a relationship when it will only hurt him.” Ciara said thoughtfully.

Chris stood there gobsmacked at the stupidity of his best friend. The nurse came up to them and asked them to follow her.

“You have to fix it. I’ve never seen you so in love with a nigga. And clearly that nigga is crazy in love with you too. He stuck around after everything. And you aren’t going to die. Stop being so damn pessimistic.” Chris told her.

Ciara turned to look at him as they walked and raised an eyebrow at him. “It’s too late now. He already left.” She said sadly.

“I think you enjoy being miserable. You do this to yourself. You need to fix this. Appologize and tell him What’s up. Or I will.”

Ciara ignored him. “You coming in with me?” she asked.

“This is just the heart thing right? It’s like fifteen minutes, right? I’ll wait out here.”

“Ok. See you in a bit.” She said walking into a room. Chris stood in the hallway outside, thinking. A few minutes later, he pulled out his phone and called a number, hoping the other person would pick up. He had  a plan and he needed it to work. Seeing his best friend sad made him sad. 

“I need to fix this. Now.” He said to himself.

The other persons phone rang a couple of times before they picked up.

“Nigga get yo ass to the hospital now. Fourth floor. Be here in 10.” He said quickly before the other person had a chance to say anything. “it’s urgent.” He said finally before hanging up.

Now he just hoped the person showed up.

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Lost ... again

Ciara walked in to her house behind Nayvadius, hands slightly shaking. She was trying but couldn't stop her self from shivering. She had seen so much anger in  Nayvadius today, It scared her. Reminded her of the past which she had so recently began to forget. She had shut the door behind her as she walked in but after seeing how stiff and distant her boyfriend was acting all she wanted to do was walk back out.

  "What...?" She tried to ask, but her voice could barely be heard. Nayvadius didn't even look at her.

  "Were you shopping with Chris today?" he asked her. She couldn't understand the emotion in his voice. She couldn't tell whether it was anger or disappointment.

  "Yes. I was. We also went to that new restraunt." She said.

  He didn't reply, didn't look up. Instead he was busy doing something on his phone. Anger rose in her chest and suddenly she felt like slapping him. He had thrown such a big fucking tantrum and now didn't even bother explaining his actions. Instead he was texting god knows who.

  "What the fuck is your problem? Yeah I get it. You're angry at something...Coool. That's why I didn't argue back with your ass but now YOU fucking ask me a question and don't have the decency to fucking reply to me. Fuck a reply your ass didn't even look at me cause you're probably texting one your fucking whores!" Ciara had intended to sound harsh but by the end she was full on shouting. She knew she had overstepped the mark but what could she do now?

  "Texting one whores? No. I was fucking trying to show you this." He said holding the phone in her face, a centimetre away from Ciara’s eyes. "Don't fucking question my faithfulness. Look at yourself first."

  Unable to see whatever he was rudely trying to show her she hit his arm away. With maybe a little too much force than she had intended. The phone fell from Nayvadius' hands and hit the wall. The screen cracked straight away.

  "What the fuck? Can't handle the truth now? Now you fucking had to break my phone. I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I thought Rihanna was lying.I didn't believe her. But she wasn't was she? You fucking slut! I trusted you!" He yelled at her.

She flinched.

"What the fuck are you talking about, you overgrown neandrathal?!" She yelled back so loud that her throat  became hoarse.

  "That you cheated on me with fuck Chris brown's faggot ass!" he snarled.

  "Nayvadius!" She yelled, holding back a cough at the end. Her throat was positively hurting her.

  "There's pictures of you two all over the internet! Making out. I couldn't believe it. Thought maybe it was just the angle...but no. You did."

  "Babe...listen..."

  "Tell me. And don't fucking bother lying. Have you slept with Chris?"

  "Nay..."

  "Just tell me for fucks sake! Have you ever slept with Chris Brown?” he asked in that scary tome he always used.

  "Yes bu-"

  "I knew it! I fucking knew it! I can't belive it." He yelled as he kicked over a chair at the dining table.

  Ciara's heart suddenly started beating at a pace that she felt was inhuman. The sounds around her started to become muflled and all she could think of was Sean. She had been here before, she could'nt move. She shut her eyes and tried block his laughter from her mind. Telling herself that it wasn't real. He was dead, he couldn't hurt her.

  In the background she could hear Nayvadius cries, he was begging her. It wasn’t what he thought. Yes she had slept with Chris but that had been almost ten years ago. He was her best friend now, nothing more. She tried so hard to open her eyes, to say something. But she couldn't. She felt him tenderly grab her hand and she opened her eyes to see the man she loved in front of her. His eyes full of sadness. Begging her.

  She couldn't move. She couldn't say anything. Not when a tear fell down his handsome face. Not when the sadness turned to anger in his eyes. Not when she saw him disappear into their room and reappear a couple of minutes later with a bag full of his clothes.

  "I love you." he said.

  She didn't say anything. She didn't move, didn't flinch. She showed no sign that another person was in the room. She knew what the silence meant and she thought it was better that she remained quiet.

  "I think we should..." he didn't bother completing the sentence. She knew what he was trying to say.

  And maybe she had secretly wanted that. Maybe she had wanted him to leave. That's why she hadn't said anything to him. It would hurt less this way, she thought. It would hurt him less. To lose her like this, than to have her tell him that the she had stopped reacting to the medicine. That she only had a few months left.

  She loved him, but this was for the best. She had to stay quiet. She couldn't do that to him. They were just never meant to be. She had been worrying about how she would tell him but now the perfect opportunity had presented itself.

  So she still didn't say a word. Not as he kissed her for the final time. Not a word as he walked out of the door.

  "Don't go." She said.

  But he had already left.

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Fight

It's not what it looks like, he told himself. Over and over again he repeated it in his head. He had tried calling Ciara but her phone had been switched off for a while now and Ciara hadn’t told him Chris’. He didn’t' know what to think. She wouldn't be home yet, she was probably still at his house.

He hated it. He hated not knowing where Ciara was and what she was doing. This was exactly the reason he could never be in a relationship. It was unhealthy.

He ought to go pick her up, he thought. He needed to get everything sorted out before she found out through the media if she already hadn’t. Whether what happened was true or not this stuff was still going to be devastating for and with how ill she was he didn't want her to get upset. No matter how angry he was. He just needed to know the truth. So he picked up his keys and left the studio. He couldn’t stand everyone staring at him, anyways.

It had taken him almost an hour to drive to Chris' house since it was so far away from his studio. He knew where it was because he had dropped and picked up Ciara here several times and as he made his way there another time he couldn't help but think that maybe he should have been less trusting. He had trusted Chris and Ciara completely and now he wasn't so sure.

He loved Ciara, more than anyone he had ever been in a relationship with but she had a lot of secrets and right now he was hoping she didn't have another one. He banged on the door a couple of times when he got there. When no one came he realised there was a doorbell. Oh well. A minute late the door opened.

He stood face to face with Chris Brown. The other man’s face was twisted with confusion when he saw who was banging on the door. He was topless and his face was red. There was a red smear along his cheek that looked strikingly similar to the shade of lipstick Ciara had put on this morning. Anger boiled inside him as images flashed through his mind of what Ciara and Chris could have been doing.

"What's up man?" he asked. "What you doing here? I told Ciara I would drop her…" Chris said. Nayvadius wasted no time pushed past him before he had the chance to say or do anything else.

 "Where's Ciara?" he asked Chris not bothering to even look at him.

"In my bedroom. Up the stairs, first door on the right…" Chris said with a voice full of confusion

This made Nayvadius even angrier. How the fuck was this nigga acting like he was confused? Come to think of it, there was no way in hell him and Ciara didn't know what had happened. Rihanna had called him and he was sure she would have talked to Chris by now. Or maybe neither of them cared. He walked up the stairs loudly not knowing where the bedroom was until Ciara eventually walked out, her hair ruffled. The red lipstick on her lips smudged slightly. "Baby! What's wrong? Are you all right? What are you doing here?" she asked him, her voice full of concern. "Get your shit. We leavin'" he told her. She didn't move and looked at him like he had grown another head.

"Hurry the fuck up. This isn't a joke. I. Need. To. Talk. To. You. So get your shit. So we can leave." he told her again.

"Excuse me? Are you feeling all right? Don't talk to me like that!" She replied defensively, positively confused at her boyfriend’s weird behaviour.

"I told you to do something. Do it!" he demanded and Ciara was once again taken aback by how angry and intimidating he sounded. What had gotten into him?

"Shut the hell up! What has gotten into you?" she snapped.

"What has gotten into me? No, Ciara what the fuck has gotten into you. I keep telling myself it's not as it looks but the longer I see you two together, the more I'm being proved wrong. How dare you fucking embarrass me like that and act like you aint know what’s up. Just Please get everything so we can leave. I’ll explain outside…"

"Nigga back the fuck up! Don't talk to her like that." Chris said, almost quietly, coming to stand in between Ciara and Chris. 

Nayvadius eyes glinted with anger as he stared down at the shorter man. His fists clenched, his eyes boring holes in to the man in front of him. This nigga couldn't even look him in the eye. Pathetic.

 "Or what? The fuck you gon do? Don't fucking tell me how I should talk to MY girlfriend!" he scowled. Chris didn't reply but this time he looked Nayvadius in the eye with anger. Somewhere behind him Ciara sniffled and Nayvadius knew she was crying but he refused to let that affect him. He wanted nothing else but wrap his arms around her at that moment but he wasn't going to. 

After a moment of looking around helplessly, Ciara got her bag and put her shoes on and stepped around Chris towards Nayvadius. Chris suddenly hugged her and Nayvadius lost his temper. He pulled Chris and Ciara apart in a second and before he knew it, Chris had thrown a punch that hit him right on the side of the head. It took him a second to get back to his senses and throw a punch right back at Chris. It him squarely in the jaw, and somewhere in the background Ciara screamed and pulled him back. "Please Chris! Stop!" she yelled as Chris ran towards Nayvadius again.?”

 “What the fuck is wrong with you nigga?” Chris yelled.

“Whats wrong with me? Nigga pictures of you kissing MY girlfriend are on every single blog, magazine or newspaper there is. You seriously ask me that you dumb fuck?” Nayvadius yelled back.

Chris looked confused and then really angry.

"Get the fuck out of my house. Both of you or i'm calling security!" He yelled.

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Chapter 36 - More than Friends?

It was almost one o'clock and Chris was beginning to feel extremely frustrated walking around behind Ciara, carrying all her bags.

It was a great day outside. The sun was out and shining and the temperature was nice and warm but he was stuck in one shop after the other following Ciara around while she attempted to shop her troubles away.

He watched her as she tried on the hundredth pair of heels. Rolling his eyes he took out his phone and texted Karrueche but got no reply. He then played temple run until the battery on his phone ran out ten minutes later. Ciara was still trying on shoes and when she said no to the thousandth pair of shoes Chris had had enough.

"Ciaaaaraaaaaaaaa! Pleeeeaaaaaaase. I'm boooooored!" he moaned.

"But look how much fun we're having!" she said enthusiastically, completely oblivious of how bored Chris was feeling.

Chris made a wounded expression before he realised that they hadn't had eaten yet and his best chances of getting out of this mess was to take Ciara out for lunch. With Ciara distracted, he quickly grabbed his keys and Ciara's bags and left the shop. He returned a few minutes later and saw Ciara had finally decided on something and she was even paying for it herself. Grinning he walked up to her and linked his arm with hers.

"Where did you go?" she asked him.

"Went to put your shit in my car and saw this awesome new restaurant has just opened. Come on lets go eat something!" he told her.

"Chris, I wanted to get some more shopping done!" she said and reached out to take her receipt and shopping bag.

"Ci, you look like a fucking skeleton and you haven't eaten anything! I don't know how you are still walking around! I'm about to pass the fuck out!" He replied, grimacing.

"Fine, fine! I hope it's nearby! I'm actually starving!" She said.

"YASS! Come on!" he exclaimed, almost pulling her along with him.

Chris walked with a hurried pace and pulled Ciara along with him, just in case she changed her mind. Halfway there Ciara stopped and he had just started to complain when he saw her clutching her head, a pained expression on her face. Panic filled his chest and her grabbed her arms to steady her incase she fell.

“Whats wrong? Are you allright? Should I call the ambulance? OH MY GOD!” He asked quickly.

To his surprise Ciara laughed. “Calm it! Just haven’t had breakfast so I got dizzy! I’m not gonna die on you!” she laughed again.

Still, Chris stood watching her awkwardly. Ciara rolled her eyes and hugged him tightly. “Aww look at you all worried and shit. You are so adorable!”

Just then a black SUV that was driving by stopped and reversed and after a moment parked right in front next to them. Ciara suddenly had a feeling that someone was watching her. She soon shrugged it off. When wasn't someone watching her?

Ignoring the car she linked her fingers with Chris’ and walked with him, albeit a bit slower than last time. A huge grin was on her face, her troubles from the morning already forgotted. A minute or two later they reached the Restaurant and she had to admit it did look good. She was surprised she hadn’t been here before seeing as it was so close to her home. Hopefully the food was just as good d

Chris turned to walk in and she did too but she dropped her phone. Praying to god that the screen had cracked, she turned around to pick it up and that’s when her eyes landed on the black SUV that was now parked outside the restaurant. She could make out someone sitting in the front seat faced towards her but she couldn't see who it was because the windows were tinted. Furrowing her brow she grabbed Chris' elbow and walked in.  Whoever it was, she  just hoped that they didn’t have anything to do with her.

Rihanna sighed in relief when Ciara had gone inside. For a second she had thought that Ciara had looked right at her but realised that she probably couldn't see her through the windows. Anger was also coursing through her veins when she had seen the other woman. Ciara had told Chris to stay away from her so he could focus on Karrueche now here she was walking around in bright daylight acting all lovey dovey with him. Ciara could deny it all she wanted but Rihanna knew.

She knew Ciara was jealous of her. She always was. She just wanted Chris, always had. But he had told Rihanna that he had never had any romantic feelings towards Ciara. That's why she had been such a bitch. That's why she had told him to stay away from her. She would get her back however. Rihanna wasn't going to take no shit from anyone. Ciara had ruined her relationship, and now she was going to make sure to ruin hers. She would get her revenge.

She took out her phone and dialled a number. A minute later she smirked and told the person the address of the restaurant and hung up smirking. This opportunity was too good to miss. If it worked then she would get Chris back in no time, and maybe get to mess around with Nayvadius. He had always been good in bed.

She smirked and checked her make-up in the mirror of her car before driving away, laughing manically.