Erin

Last night, I got a little too drunk at Mario's party and even though I drove myself there, I had to leave my car and Chris ended up driving us home.
I was lit up, but I vividly remember us having sex everywhere in the house- the kitchen, the couch, the stairs, the shower, and the bed.
I came so many times my entire body is sore.

"Ugh." I sat up, holding my head

I looked over and the bed was empty. Before I fully drug myself out of bed, I saw some aspirin and water on the night stand. I cracked a small smile before taking the contents.
Soon as I was done, Chris came in the bedroom.

"Good afternoon sexy." He smiled, pecking my lips

"Afternoon?"

"Yup." He chuckled, taking his hoodie off "I just got done taking Knox for a walk."

"Aw my Knoxy boy. Soon as I get the strength, I'ma go play with him." I tiredly grinned, finally getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom

After peeing and washing my hands, I remembered he kept extra toothbrushes and wash clothes in the linen closet, so I grabbed the materials and started my routine.
Chris came in the bathroom and peed as I finished rinsing my mouth out.
We completed our actions in a comfortable silence, taking quick glances at each other.

"Aye, when you drunk, you a whole different typa' freak." He broke the silence, flushing

I laughed, facing him "Really?" I took off the shirt I slept in

"Yeah, I like it." He grinned while washing his hands

I turned back toward the mirror, seeing a trail of hickies from my neck to my belly button.

"Babyyy" I whined

The hickeys on my neck were so big, there was no covering them.

"Don't whine. You liked it last night." His cold hands brushed against the love bruises along my skin

"Yeah, but it's unprofessional." I looked up at him as his hand wrapped around my neck

"You'll be ok." He pulled me to him, kissing me deeply

I let him control the kiss, too weak to protest. His thumb massaged my throat and I moaned, pressing my naked body into his.

"Mm" I pulled away "I'm sore."

"I just wanted to kiss you, Ma." He chuckled, pecking my lips once more before pulling away "I got some  boxes so you can move your stuff back in."

"Who said I was moving back in?" I joked, turning on the shower

"The snail trail you left from the front door to the bedroom" he smirked "Now hurry up so we can move you back in."

I shook my head, blushing at him as he exited the bathroom.

*

I came downstairs wearing another one of Chris' shirts and his sweats. Thank God I'm off today because I just want to regroup

"You just gone take all my chill clothes, huh?" He sat at the table eating a slice of pizza

"Yup, and you're gonna let me." I pecked his lips before biting the pizza he held in his hand

"You lucky I love you."

"I love you more." I walked to the fridge, grabbing a water "Hey, have you seen my phone?"

"Nah, I'll call it." He picked his phone up, dialing mine

I followed the sound of the ringing, ending up at the couch in living room. I stuck my hand down the side, coming in contact with my phone.
But I also felt a soft, thin material which caused me to scrunch up my face and snatch my hand back.
I grabbed a pen off the coffee table and pulled the material up from the couch.
It was a thong, and it definitely wasn't mine.
I walked into the kitchen, holding the underwear on the pen.

"I thought you said you didn't fuck anyone." I dropped them in his lap

He looked at me, then at the panties before standing up and letting them fall on the floor. "I didn't."

"So you gone keep lying or...?"

"Erin, I didn't fuck nobody. Now I did bring a girl home from the club, but I couldn't even let her give me head because I was thinking about you."

"Psh." I washed my hands "It's cool if you fucked her, we weren't together. I just hope you used a condom."

"Are you listening to me? I didn't fuck 'dat girl." He approached me

"And I'm supposed to believe you? You didn't even tell me you brought a bitch home! Her fuckin' thong was in the couch, Chris!"

"Ok, she must've took the shits off and put 'em there when I went to the bathroom.
I. Didn't. Fuck. Her!"

I stayed quiet, taking a sip of my water.

"So now you mad?" He towered over my small frame "Over nothing."

"It's not nothing!" I grew frustrated

He always leaves out important ass details that I end up finding out on my own.
I want to believe him, but be honest, if someone told you one thing but you keep seeing another.
Would you believe them?

I took a deep breath before talking "Your actions and your words aren't adding up."

"I know they aren't, but you should trust me E."

"If I had a nigga's underwear in my couch, but I told you I didn't fuck him. What would you think?"

"I understand where you coming from, but I swear on my life."

"...I think we need more space."

"You really finna' break up wit' me again? We literally just made up."

"This isn't a break up. I just think we rushed into this whole thing too fast and it's making the situation toxic."

"So what you saying?"

"I'm gonna' stay in my own place for a while." I started "Just until we figure each other out a little more."

He sucked his teeth "Really?"

"Yes baby. We're still a couple, we're just taking time to work on ourselves individually."

"That don't involve you fuckin' other niggas does it?"

"No Maurice." I straight faced him

"Ok, then I guess I'm cool wit' it." He wrapped his arms around me, about to kiss me

"Unh-unh. You might've kissed that girl." I joked blocking his lips

"Stop playin." He gripped my face with one hand

I chuckled while pecking his lips "Now throw that thong in the trash, and burn it." I got out of his embrace, going to get a slice of pizza

Oop, that girl from the club is messy. Hiding draws in the couch and shit.

Let's see how them not living together works out.

Lol I'ma keep plugging my baby's instagram because we tryna' get a modeling contract. (All jokes I wouldn't exploit my child. I just think her having her own page is cute)
but follow my daughter's instagram: @mardecie

-Carlisha ❤️