Those last two parts were so well written. I lived this story. I wish there was a sequel but then that would probably be too much. Eerythig was resolved I think and discussed so what else would there be to write about. I hope you sart on a new story I loved this one so much. Damn... Can't even say RUN IT anymore.

:TNicole

I have been a silent reader since day one of this story. I never respond to any story on here, I just read then keep it moving...
I must say your writing is very true. The way you write is very put together, exactly like a real book.
Reading each chapter post has made me laugh and tear, has mad me happy and sad all in one.
The way you wrote this story was portrayed as a movie in my mind.
Just made this account to say you did a great job, great story, and that the way it ended doesn't leave me unsatisfied in the least. But rather happy that the characters are happy as if they were people in my life.

GREAT WORK, THANK YOU!!!:)
-Trina

Awesome...endearing...great to the end! That was one of the best stories I have ever read. Felt do real at times I couldnt take reading it, I would get so in my feelings. I started re-reading it the other day and I ran across some parts that made me fall in love even more with it. Like the time they were standing in the rain and Chris was asking Tink when she was falling back to sleep? The time they went to dinner and she doesn't eat seafood. (I love seafood, so I had to really envision that one). The time where they went to Idaho...enough said. Lol! Will grimey ass c**k blocking. Ugh! I had forgot she dated Jason. Man I'm just jumping all over. It's just so much....I'm sad it's ending but glad it didn't end on a sad note. I can remember it peacefully. Thanks for a great story ma'am! Can't wait for the novel. :)

Man I loved this story. Wished it could have more too it. My favorite parts were when they first met and when he got sick when they were in Dallas and she took care of him. I also loved how he felt when he talked about Tink, it showed that he was truly deeply in love with her. I loved when Tink kepted it real with people, she reminded me of myself at some points.Man this is one of my favorite stories on here. Girl u did good with this one.

PART TWO

Chris adjusted himself back in his rightful place on the couch as Oprah’s hair stylist was fixing a few stray strands. The successful talk show host winked at Chris before she cued for the cameras to start rolling again.

“Tell me about Karrueche Tran. She seems to have been a major part of your life. Was there for your healing years and when you and Rihanna were forbidden to speak to each other. How did that relationship come about?” She asked smiling bright as Chris did too.

“Rueche was someone I met through a mutual friend. I always thought she was beautiful, but at the time we met I wasn’t ready to get back into a serious relationship. I was having fun and doing my thing and was happy for the time being. We started out as really good friends first. And after getting to know her for a few months I began falling for her and wanted more with us..”

“What made her special for you to want to have exclusiveness with her?” She questioned as he shrugged slightly.

“She was a sweet girl. Very down to earth and just wanted to have fun, just like me. She wasn’t looking for anything serious at the time. She just wanted to enjoy life with someone special. A very carefree spirit. And she is very loyal. Very private. It was a reason why I wasn’t too vocal about our relationship while we were dating. I’m the type of man that wears my emotions on my sleeve. I put it out there how I’m feeling, generally..and she wasn’t like that. She kept a lot of things in. Even from me. And that I had a problem with. It became draining trying to get her to open up. She’s that private about sh*t…” He expressed.

“You think that eventually caused the split?” She questioned as he shrugged.

“It played a part. A lot of things did. In a lot of ways, I didn’t respect Kae like I should have. I could’ve been a thousand times better to her. But I was still bitter about my last relationship, I was afraid to open up myself too much to her. Afraid I would love her dangerously like I had previously. I was dealing with that a lot in the anger management and counseling I had to do. But I still hadn’t mastered that yet. Then I began to think…she wasn’t worth me mastering that with. Not to downplay her worth. She was just worth more than I was willing to give and that wasn’t fair to her. I felt like Kae was who I needed to heal with it. But not..grow old with? I love her to death. We’re still friends to this day, and even business partners. We just both were in different spaces at the time of our break up. And I couldn’t force myself to feel a way..that I just didn’t. You know?”

She nodded in understanding before smirking, “So you deny that it had anything to do with Rihanna coming back into your life at rapid speed?”

He chuckled a little before subconsciously licking his lips and wiping his hands on his pants, “Possibly. I mean. When she came back I was already in a confused state with my relationship. Wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted. Or where I wanted to go with that…she played on it in a sense. Took it to her advantage. And I thought for a moment that I loved them both, simply because I didn’t want to hurt them both. Here, I had the woman I was in love with, spending every day with, the woman I lived with, and nothing in me wanted to hurt her. And then on the other side I had the woman who I caused so much pain, and I didn’t want to be the cause of any more. I was conflicted. I wanted to be neutral in the situation. So I ended everything and remained friends with both. If anything, I still wanted their friendship.”

“Did you feel in way, that you were in debt to Rihanna in a sense? That you owed her your loyalty?” She asked as Chris thought hard.

He nodded slightly, “I’ve felt that way yes. And it was causing me to be a prisoner, so I stopped thinking like that. I had to let her know that we both received the closure we were looking for and now had to move forward. Either together or separately.”

“You chose… separately.”

He smiled softly, “Yes I did.”

“And why was that?” Oprah beamed as Chris looked up and locked eyes with Tink. She blushed and looked away.

“Because I had fallen in love with someone new.” He blushed as Oprah chuckled.

“You get like a little school boy at the thought of her.” She observed as he laughed and rubbed his hands together.

“I do man. I love that woman. No one makes me feel the way she does. No one.” He said firmly with the biggest smile on his face.

“You can see it. I believe that’s the obsession with this new relationship. You seem so happy and affectionate towards her. There’s not one photograph where the two of you look unhappy to be together. And you can tell how protective you are of her.” Chris nodded in agreement. “Tell me more. How did the two of you meet? There are SO many rumors out there about who she is and what she does..”

He smirked, “There are. I actually met Tiff, or Tink as I like to call her, at one of my shows. She and one of her girlfriends had backstage passes. And I saw them talking to my brother Mijo. So I had went up to introduce myself and ended up getting good vibes from her. Plus I thought they were cute and fun girls, so I invited them to the after party to hang with us in VIP.”

“And I’m guessing that’s where the “groupie” term came from.” She referenced to one of the many assumptions about the lady in his life.

“Yeah. She was FAR from a groupie. Sex or anything was out of the question. I was dating Karrueche at the time and she had nothing but respect for that. We really started out as strictly friends and eventually became the best of friends. I told her everything and she did the same with me, and always offered advice and constructive criticism. One of the few people in my life that told me the truth about myself. Being who I am, you hardly hear it anymore. Everyone wants to be on your good side. She didn’t care if she was or wasn’t.”

“What made you fall for her? What was it for you? Because most people will look at her and compare her to the women you’ve dated in the past and feel as though she doesn’t look like them or measure up. This is a mere fan of yours, turned into something more.”

“I never viewed her that way. She’s beautiful to me, and she has a beautiful spirit. Everything about her captures the attention of anyone in any room. Whether she’s trying to or not. And nine times out ten she’s not. She’s cool with fading to the back and just being regular because that’s how she’s always been. What made me fall for her though…” He clasped his hands together and looked towards the ceiling with a thinking face.

“The thing I loved most about Tink and still do is that…she never ceases to amaze me. She’s someone who finds joy and excitement in showing me something I’ve never seen or experiencing something with me I’ve never experienced. She’s always looking to ADD to my life and give to ME and not take away. That means the world, when you’re always the provider. Whether I’m paying someone’s bills, or paying for their education, or buying someone a house. I’m always the provider, I’m always the giver. So to have someone that genuinely wants nothing more than to give to YOU because you already give enough…is powerful.”

He continued, “People don’t know, that she still actually works for a living. While we’ve been dating, she never quit her job and was always determined to make her own money. Anything I’ve ever given her has been a gift. She doesn’t go shopping with my credit cards or ask to borrow money. She pays her own bills and takes care of her own sh*t. The only thing she doesn’t pay for is the car she drives because that was a birthday gift to her, and the viper was a graduation gift when she got her Master’s Degree, she doesn’t like driving because it’s too flashy so it sits in my garage half the time. She’s one of the most genuine people I’ve ever met in my life and has done nothing but make me a better man since the day she’s been in it.”

He spoke of her with such care and finesse, that even Oprah couldn’t ignore and not take notice.

“You’re so in love. And she sounds amazing.”

“She truly is. I couldn’t have been blessed with a better woman on my team, and wonderful mother to my son.” He said confidently as he sat back a little and Oprah grinned.

“So glad you brought him up. He’s the most precious thing. I had the pleasure of holding him before we started. Truly a doll baby. How does fatherhood feel? Were you nervous when you first found out?”

Chris chuckled, “To be honest, I was happy when we first found out. If I was going to have a child with anyone, I wanted it to be with Tiff. She was scared, but I wasn’t. I needed to be calmed down. My life was getting too out of hand. Beyond my control at times. And a child was going to do that for me. Being a father is the greatest hat I’ve ever worn. It’s far more important to me than the title Singer, Entertainer, Entrepreneur, Artist…I would rather be called ‘Dad’ any day over everything. And Baby, coming from her.” He cheesed as Oprah laughed.

“That’s so crazy to hear you say that. You don’t sound like that same fifteen year old kid who was crazy about singing to girls.” She teased as he laughed a little.

“I’ve grown so much in the past couple years, more than my 23 years of being on this earth. I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve made a complete ass of myself, made a complete ass of others…” He started rambling a little before his eyes fell back on Tink. She was smiling and baby talking to Christian in her arms. He must’ve woken up.

“But then…I found love again. I found my heart. The person that made it all make sense. I went through that to be the best man that I can be for her..and to my son. The world may view her as just another fan that happened to luck up…But I don’t see it that way. I’m the biggest fan she could possibly have. She turned me into a believer. Makes me want to know her every move, and the next time she’ll be in my presence so I can show her that I’m her greatest supporter.” His eyes never left her as she looked up and caught his stare. She smiled sweetly and blew him a small kiss before lifting Christian’s little hand to wave at him.

Chris gave a soft chuckle before he continued, “I’m the fan really. A fan…of a fan.” He finished thinking of the title of Tink’s book she was getting published. It was a fictional story based on what they had been through in the course of their relationship.

He snapped out of his daze and turned back to Oprah. “Next question.”

PART ONE

Chris sat on his living room couch, palms sweaty as hair and makeup were touching up both him and Oprah to continue the rest of the interview. The first 10 minutes were about when he first started at a young age and how much he’s involved as an artist and little about his art and clothing line since he was wearing one of his Black Pyramid hoodies.

He looked up and smiled softly at Tink. She was wearing leggings with a crop top “The Kill” shirt, and her hair was in a messy bun while also wearing her wide framed glasses. She was holding a sleeping Christian behind the camera crew watching intently and holding on to every word he expressed to this woman. They both knew the questions were about to get personal, and prayed the woman in his life was prepared to hear him tell the world exactly how he felt..about everything.

The crew had finished prepping the duo and Oprah smiled softly at Chris before looking at the crew’s director.

“Are we ready to keep rolling?” She questioned as he nodded and gave the thumbs up, signaling her to continue. Tink took in a deep breath before looking down at her sleeping child. She wondered if the quickening of her heart beat was going to wake him.

“So Chris,” Oprah began as she crossed her legs and focused her attention towards the pop sensation. “You vowed to never do another sixty minute interview after Larry King…why now?”

He flashed a small smile before he cleared his throat, while getting more comfortable on the couch. “Why not now? ..People , and most importantly my fans, have been waiting to truly hear how I feel about things. They want to know so bad, that they try to piece it together, and assume. But their assumptions have been off, and my intentions have been misconstrued. I’m just ready to give my fans a little more of me. This..” He points to the couch and then to Oprah. “Will probably never happen again.”

She smiled and nodded, taking in his words, “Ok..then let’s have a chat!” She laughed as he did too a little before nervously looking at Tink. She made a goofy face in return causing him to chuckle more and feel a little more relax.

“2009…” He cringed a little knowing where she was going. “That was a rough year for you and Chris Brown fans across the world.”

He sucked in his lips and nodded, “Yeah it was. Probably the worst year of my life.”

“Before we talk about that though…Tell me a little bit about Robyn Rihanna Fenty. How did the two of you come to meet? And become an… ‘item’.” She put air quotes around that world.

Chris gave a nervous laugh as he rubbed his hands together and leaned forward, “Um. We both came into the industry around the same time. So our managers thought it would be a good opportunity to link up and feed off each other. We met and instantly clicked..as friends first. I was too into women and girls to really pay attention to her at the time, even though I always knew she had a crush on me. And then after I made the Cinderella version to her song Umbrella and wrote a few songs for her, we were spending even more time together.. and..and it just took off from there.” He was stuttering a little bit as he felt his palms become even wetter with sweat. He wasn’t used to opening up about this.

“Yeah, you guys would always pull the ‘best friends’ card to the public.” Oprah joked as he laughed and nodded.

“That we did. We didn’t want anybody really knowing what was going on with us. We didn’t mind that people knew we rocked with each other. Just didn’t want people in our business.”

“And still don’t?” She smiled as he grinned before shrugging.

“I guess. Not so much now. I don’t really care too much now.”

“Ok Chris. Back to 2009…before you’ve always declined to give your side of what actually happened. Why was that?”

He swallowed hard as he felt his heart attempting to beat out of his chest. This was a part of his life he hated revisiting. But he promised himself this was going to be the last time he went back to that place. The LAST time.

“Honestly..” He started as he tucked in his bottom lip. He was nervous. “Nothing I could ever say..about that situation..could excuse or explain my actions. I did a very disgusting thing that night. That can NEVER be justified. Ever. Why would I even try to explain my side? Does it even matter? And at the same time I didn’t want to embarrass her more than I already had. She had to go through something so life changing and traumatic…in front of everyone…I just didn’t want to add to it. If she wanted to get out how she felt, cool. All power to her. But I wasn’t trying to be the cause of any more pain.”

“You said, ‘Does it even matter?’. It does matter Chris. I’m not saying you have to explain yourself to anyone..but it matters to release it. She was able to do that. You weren’t. Do you think that’s why things have been the way they have been for you?”

“I don’t really know. I’ve never looked at it from that point of view. I was just more concerned about her well being at the time than anything..”

“Well now that she’s forgiven you, and you two are back friendly, would you like to share your relationship with me? Share what you believe caused the downfall?”

Chris opened his mouth, choosing his words carefully in his head before speaking them. “Robyn and I…fell in love hard and fast. Maybe more at a dangerous pace. We loved each other with every fiber in our being. Nothing else was more important in this world than each other. To the point where if we hurt one another..our world was going to be destroyed.”

Oprah looked intently at him, “Mm. So I would say that point happened?”

He gave a small nervous grin, “Yes. It did. Before that night. During the course of our romance…I was young and a boy with raging hormones. So I had cheated on her a few times with just different girls. And she found out about it. That was the turn. When she chose to stay with me after that. She became…like a switch. One moment she was the best girlfriend I could ever ask for..the next moment she hated my guts and made me eat my mistakes. She got very insecure, and jealous. And it caused our arguments to get bad. Real bad.”

“Did it cause you to feel a certain way towards her?”

He gave an unsure expression, “It caused a little resentment. Because after I had confessed my mistake..I didn’t want to make it again. Once I realized the damage it caused her heart and our relationship, I didn’t want to be responsible for something like that for a second time. And I would try over and over to prove to her. To the point it caused me to get insecure. Thinking she was going to hurt me the same way I had hurt her. And anybody knows, when trust is gone between two people, there’s not much left of a relationship. We loved each other so much that we didn’t want to see that person with someone else, but couldn’t stand each other all in the same breath. It caused things to get ugly…but we could go back to happy in a flash. In front of the cameras, you couldn’t tell us we weren’t happy or in love. Behind the scenes…when the cameras stopped flashing…that’s when reality set in. We were no longer on a stage..putting on a show. It was the real us. The miserable us. Trying so hard to make things how they were…”

“I understand what you mean by putting on a show for the cameras. Even that night in February, you all were inseparable and there was not one picture where the two of you were not smiling.”

He laughed a little, “We actually argued on the way there. We were mad as hell attending that grammy party. But the second cameras started flashing we put on a happy face. That’s how we were. We’d be mad and then one of us would say something to make the other smile..and then we were happy again. Like the argument never existed. Our love for each other was crazy. No one close to us understood it. They just accepted it.”

“Forgive me for asking this Chris…but what happened afterwards? What caused the switch to flip..for you?”

Chris cleared his throat and adjusted himself on the couch. Was he finally going to open up? Or could he do it in a way where he didn’t reveal too much. He could already feel the emotion burning in his throat. Last time, Chris…the last time.

“That night..I was driving us home and I had my phone sitting between us. It was a thing we were working on with trust. Leaving our phones out. Letting the other go through it. She was insecure and it kept our fights down, so I kept it out. And all of a sudden I get this random ass message from someone I had messed with in the past. One of the women I was cheatin on her with. We hadn’t talked in months, but she was feeling some type of way about seeing me happy with Rih..and decided to call me out on it. Why she picked that night..I can’t tell you. But it gave the illusion that we were still messing around with each other.”

He looked up at Tink who was watching him close. She didn’t have the baby in her arms anymore. She gave a soft smile for reassurance. As long as she wasn’t affected, he was okay.

“She kept insisting that I was still cheating on her. Over and over. She had even pushed me a couple times while yelling at me. Mind you, I’m driving. So I decided to get off the main roads and into a neighborhood nearby so I wouldn’t crash the car. That’s how crazy it was getting. I kept telling her that I wasn’t lying. Begging her to believe me. Ask her to stop pushing on me..” He stopped for a moment, getting flashbacks of that night. Vividly.

“There just comes a point..with anybody..where you get fed up. You get angry because the person you want to understand the most, doesn’t. It had been like this for months prior. Being accused of something I wasn’t guilty of. Being forced to live out my mistake when I wanted so bad to make things right. I wanted it more than I wanted to breathe. I wanted her to love me the same way again, trust me again, be free with me again. And here she was. Screaming at me. Pushing me. Not believing me. And I was telling the truth. I had been honest. I had been doing everything this girl asked me to do to make her trust me and she wasn’t ever going to. After the last shove…I blacked out.” He choked as Oprah stared at him closely.

“Do you remember the things you did to her that night?”

He sniffed hard to hold back the tears threatening to escape, “When I saw the police report I got sick. I was so disgusted with myself. I couldn’t even believe I was capable of doing that. I had already caused her emotional pain…and now it was physical..on top of emotional because EVERYONE knows. There’s not a soul that doesn’t know. I f*cked up. It was one of the worst decisions I’ve ever made in my life. I’m just thankful I serve a God that can turn any situation, no matter the outcome, into one of growth. I learned a lot about myself, and my issues that I didn’t know existed. I had no idea there was a monster dwelling inside of me..”

“You called yourself a monster? A monster is someone who doesn’t feel bad for causing pain to others. There was always a part of you that felt remorse. You didn’t do it and not care. You didn’t do and not try to make it right. Now you’re volunteering at Domestic Violence centers. Sharing your story, and impacting others in a positive way. That, young man, requires a lot of humility and shows in more ways than one, that you are far from a monster.”

She placed her hand on Chris shoulder before looking at the camera crew, “Let’s take a ten minute break!” She ordered as they all nodded at her call.

“Thank you Chris. I know that wasn’t easy for you to share. We’re going to move on from that topic in the next segment okay?” She explained looking into his eyes as he nodded to collect himself. He stood up to join Tink behind the cameras.

She cuffed his cheeks in her hands and placed a soft kiss on his lips, “You okay love?” She asked softly as he nodded and kissed her again.

“You’re doing perfect baby.” She assured him as he nodded again.

“Where’s my Stink?” Chris asked referring to Christian. Tink pointed to his bassinet and watched him swiftly walk over to it.

He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his forehead. He soon felt a presence next to him.

“He is a beautiful baby.” Oprah complimented as he smiled.

“Thank you. This is my little buddy right here.” Chris smiled with pride as she nodded and placed a hand on his shoulder before preparing to walk off.

“Congratulations. I’ll see you in a few moments. I’m excited to hear more about him.”

I hope he actually does an interview with Oprah!!
But that was beautiful and I'm glad everyone is getting along finally. Chris definetly made the right decision by staying home. I don't know how Tyga did that lol

Run it one last time!!

They are soooo damn cute and CHRISTIAN...omgosh he pulling already because he is just the most adorable cutest and calmest baby in the world already:))) I see their teaming up on tink so sooon!!!!&& I totally forgot about the Oprah interview as well and bittersweet my ass and nothing bad bouta happened so don't make me worry over here:)))
RUN IT...FOR THE LAST TIME:(

Awe! Christian has finally arrived! I love their little family unit. They have grown so much together and the love is definitely there.
One more post left. I'm so sad that this story is coming to an end. I have loved every single post and I'm sure I'll be coming back to read the entire thing over again. Yes. It is that good! You have an amazing talent, Nicole and I wish you all the best with your novel! I will be anxiously awaiting for it to come out so I can support! :)

Awww that chapter was too cute.
RUN IT!!!

So excited

RunIt!!

I admit I am a silent reader. Only because the people who do comment usually comment everything their feeling and give your good lengthy comments me on the other hand I don't really know how to put ny feelings into words and I don't wanna give you a wack ass 'run it's. So imma comment now.

Loved the whole story you are a GREAT writer and this story is without a doubt my favorite story. Okay but let ne tell you how I was tearing up when everybody else was tearing up in that hospital room. The way you described Christian made me picture him and say 'awww' I really don't want this story to end but I know you writing that novel (congradulations) and I'm curious to see how you end this.

Their family is to perfect!

I blinked my eyes open and smiled to myself at the sight I saw from my hospital bed. Chris was cradling Christian in his arms walking around the room looking at him and singing softly. After 15 long hours of labor, we welcomed a beautiful 6 pound 4 ounce baby boy into the world. Everyone was so excited and his baby picture was already floating all over Instagram, Twitter and every blog site imaginable. I allowed Chris to post one photo of him on his page and the world wouldn’t stop talking from there. Christian was a spitting image of his father. Same nose, a few tiny freckles, and Chris’ lips. He was perfect.

“How long have you been up with him?” I yawned as Chris shrugged not taking his eyes off the baby.

“Probably a couple hours. He was squirming while you were sleep. I didn’t want to wake you.” He replied as I nodded and sat up in the bed.

“Is he sleeping now?” I questioned as I removed the covers from off of my body.

“You know he is. He was up probably for 30 minutes.” He explained as I stood up and began to scoot towards the bathroom.

“Put him down then baby. You about to have him spoiled before we even take him home.” I said shaking my head as I went into the bathroom to pee, wash my face and brush my teeth. After I got myself together, I made my way back out into the room. Chris was sitting in the rocking chair now, still holding his son.

I smacked my teeth before placing my hand on my hip, “What did I just say?”

He looked at me before rolling his eyes, “Ugh, you’re in mommy mode already. Why can’t he be spoiled? I want to give him the world..”

I softly chuckled as I looked around for my phone, “Because when you’re gone I’m going to be the one with him, and I don’t need him crying every time I put him down.”

“Momma said he looks just like my baby picture.” He smiled changing the subject.

“He does. When does she get here?” I questioned as he finally looked up.

“Any minute now really. Pat picked her, Tootie, and your parents up from the airport.” He told me as my eyes widened.

“We’re going to be dealing with both of our parents at the same time? All fighting over who gets to hold him the longest? I can’t..” I said rubbing my temples as Chris laughed. He kissed Christian repeatedly on the cheek before standing up and handing him to me. I felt like I had barely spent time with my own baby because everyone was at the hospital last night when I gave birth.

“He is so perfect.” I cooed as I kissed his full cheeks.

“Yup we did good. Watching you give birth was probably the most beautiful and most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Chris said as I giggled.

“My favorite moment was when I saw a tear come from your eye when you held him for the first time. I was bawling.” I grinned as he did too.

“I was happy my little nigga was finally out. And when I held him for the first time, he had like this little smirk on his face. Like he was at peace with me. It was the cutest thing ever. All I saw was me.” He blushed as I did too.

“Our family is complete.” I sighed happily as I placed another kiss on his cheek.

Moments later we heard a knock at the door and footsteps entering the room. I looked up to see Big Pat, my mom, Chris’ mom, his sister and then my dad following close behind the women. Each one of them cooing the second they saw the baby in my arms.

“Now we already decided that I was going to hold him first.” Tootie said walking up to me and stretching out her arms. She placed a soft kiss on my temple before looking down at Christian. “He is gorgeous!”

I chuckled and handed the sleeping baby over to her before looking at the rest of our guest, “How did ya’ll calmly decide who was going to hold him first?” I asked as my mom came up and placed a kiss on my cheek and Momma J followed suit.

“Rock paper scissors baby.” My mom smiled as she went to hug Chris. After everyone greeted us they all took a seat and got comfortable while Pat guarded the room in the hallway.

“You guys are silly,” Chris said with a light laugh. They were all too busy looking over Tootie’s shoulder at the baby.

“Chris he is your TWIN. Looks just like you as a baby.” Joyce choked as a tear escaped her eye. She quickly wiped it away.

“Ma, you are SO emotional.” He chuckled before he leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“How does it feel now that he’s finally here?” My Dad asked as everyone looked at us for the response.

“Amazing,” Chris answered. “Becoming a father is probably one of the greatest feelings I’ve ever felt. My life truly feels like it has purpose now. To ensure that I do everything I can to provide for him and his mother.”

I smiled softly at Chris as I leaned my head back, “I’m just happy he’s OUT and not kicking me in my ribs anymore.” I joked as everyone laughed.

“Was labor bad honey?” My mom questioned as I shook my head.

“On the way to the hospital was probably the worst. But once they drugged me up, I was good to go. I felt a lot of pressure, but that was manageable compared to contractions.” I told her as she nodded in understanding.

“Not me. I had you ALL natural.” She said proudly as I looked at her wide eyed.

“Me too,” Joyce added. “Had both of my babies with no drugs. Back then, that was the safest way to have them. It still is really. You just have to keep telling yourself that eventually it’ll be over and you’ll have a beautiful baby in your arms.” She smiled as I shook my head in disagreement.

“No way. I can barely handle menstrual cramps. Labor was a WHOLE new experience for me that I was not trying to feel.” I said watching Tootie pass the baby to my mother. The second she held him in her arms, the tears began to flood from her eyes. My daddy was looking over at the baby too, smiling wide and bright. It was cute. I took out my phone to take a picture of them.

“I can’t believe my baby had a baby.” My mom whimpered as she wiped her eyes.

“Me either.” Joyce said as she wiped hers too. Even Tootie was dabbing at her eyes. This was just TOO emotional for me. Chris and I widened our eyes at each other with goofy grins as we watched the waterworks continue to flood the room. Christian was loved already.

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“He is the calmest baby on earth.” I said happily as I lied Christian down on our bed. We had just given him his first “bath” since being home from the hospital. He was looking up at the two of us smiling and waving his arms.

“He is just SO CUTE.” Chris giggled as he pulled out his phone to take pictures of him. Both of our phones were flooded with photos of our pride and joy. He was the perfect mixture between the two of us.

“And his little dimple on the left side is just adorable when he smiles. I’m so in love with this kid.” I said planting kisses all over his cheeks as he squirmed his head a little.

“Damn, already he’s over your kisses.” Chris teased as I pushed him.

“Shut up. Him love him mommy!” I cooed in a baby voice while I planted more kisses on his fat cheeks. Christian started whining and Chris busted out laughing.

I smacked my teeth while looking at the two of them, “Already ya’ll teaming up against me.”

“Aye,” Chris smiled as he picked up the baby. “Real niggas gotta stick together.” For whatever reason Christian liked when he was held like a football by his dad. He calmed down every single time.

“Thank you again for taking this time off to spend with us.” I said as I lied back in the bed and watched Chris gather the clothes to dress his son.

“You don’t have to thank me. I wanted to do this. I watched so many of my niggas go straight on the road after having their baby. Tyga did it and Wiz did it. I didn’t want that. I want some time to get to know him and have him get to know me. These are precious moments that I don’t feel like I should be missing. The road is the road. Money should never come before family in my opinion. Everything stops for my son. Period.” He said confidently while laying Christian back on the bed and preparing to put on his onesie.

“That means everything to me. You don’t even understand.” I smiled as he grinned and leaned in poking his lips out for a kiss. I kissed his lips repeatedly before he went back to finish getting the baby dressed.

“When you thinking about heading back to work?” I asked him as he shrugged a little before putting Christian’s pants on.

“Probably when you have to start doing your promo for the movie and after the Oprah interview.” He replied as I felt my heart jump a little. With all the excitement surrounding our baby, I had forgotten all about the interview.

“Oh yeah that’s right. She’s coming to the house?” I asked him as he nodded.

“Yeah, they sent me the list of questions she’s going to ask me. She’s getting personal as sh*t..” He said picking up the baby and kissing his cheek before holding him in his arms.

“You sure you ready for that? To open up to the world…about everything?” I questioned as he looked over at me.

“It’s time the world knew me for real…”