Fix Me? >>Chris Brown

I present to you the actual chapter 12 after my trolling😂.

Roxy 😍
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"Pablo,my boy, I just can't do it. What if she doesn't feel the same and I end up making myself look like a fool?" I say to Pablo. I waited for his response.

"I know but still, I don't think I can. "I frown.

"Oh Shut the fuck up. I know overthinking kills. "

Grabbing my phone to FaceTime Khloe, I get a text from Roxy. As was saying that she'd be over later and that she had a surprise for me. I grin slightly. I had offered to take Roxy out for dinner and she said yes. How lucky am I? Saying that I liked Roxy would be an understatement. I was in love an I haven't smashed nor started dating her. I just don't know what I love about her that makes me feel like a love-sick fool. Whatever it is, it needs to keep coming.

After calling Khloe on FaceTime once more, she finally answered.

"About time hoe. "I exclaimed like a ratchet. Khloe chuckled and rolled her eyes.

"I was busy, chill. What do you need boy?"

I shook my head. "Nothing. I just wanted to talk to my little sister. Is that a crime?" Khloe shuffled around. It took her a while before she answered back.

"Not all big bro. I'm guessing you aren't out with Roxy so you need someone to talk to?" She said as a goofy smile began to slowly creep it's way onto her face. I blushed.

"How did you find out about her? I haven't told anyone. "

"Momma told me that you and her have been together all most everyday. She also said that you got a little crush, and a Rick names Pablo that you talk to. "

I frowned. Pablo wasn't just a rock; He is my best friend along with Roxy. Just like how Harambe wasn't just a gorilla.

"Pablo isn't just a rock, and I must admit that I do feel a way about Roxy. I plan on telling her when while we're out doing hood rat shit. "I shrug. Khloe playfully rolled her eyes.

"Mhm. I'll talk to you later because I know your girl is probably on her way over. "

"She's not my girl. "I mumble before hanging up.

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Glancing over myself I guess I looked presentable. It wasn't anything special or fancy. I was only going out Roxy.

"Why in the hell did I cut my hair?" I asked myself out loud. I was bald headed now and I didn't like it. Pablo made a smart ass comment.

"Shut the fuck up. You don't have have any hair either. "I snarl. A soft knock sounds from the other side of my door. It opened slightly to reveal my mom.

"Roxy's downstairs waiting for you. Is this a date or something? I see you're both all dressed up. "

I adjust my frames on my face before sliding my rings on. "Kind of. "I say as I spray on my Ralph Lauren cologne.

"Oh, okay. Well we'll discuss all the details later when you come back."

Am I fucking teen going on their first date to her or something? Why would I want to tell her about my date with Roxy. All she needs to know is that it'll be the most amazing experience of my lifetime. I ignore her comment and go downstairs to join Roxy outside. I see her sitting on the hood of her car and I smile.

I swear that she brings me so much joy. I just feel so happy around her for no damn reason.

I take in her attire and realize that she's not as dressed up as she said she would be. She had on a hoodie and sweats along with a pair of fur slides. Studying her face, I find that there's no smile like she would have normally.

"You okay, Rox?" I ask. She puffs on the cigarette in her hand.

"We were supposed to be going out to eat tonight, but I can't. "She cheerlessly spoke.

"What happened? Are you not feeling well or something?" I press on. She doesn't say a word. After a moment of silence, I feel like I should finally say what I've been holding in. Courage had just randomly found its way inside of me after almost 15 years vacation.

"Roxy, I really like you. A lot. "I blurt. This catches her by surprise as her eyes widen. She shakes her head.

"No, that's why I can't go out with you. I know you like me and all of that good stuff, but I don't feel the same. We should stay friends. "She exclaims while putting out her cigarette. I gaze into her eyes trying to search for something; anything, but I only find nothing.

"W-why?" That old familiar sting danced in my throat. Why do I always cry?

"I just don't feel the same. Don't you speak English? I'm sorry but we don't need to be friends anymore. It's hard to be friends with a person like you. "

A person like me? What does that mean? And why is she being so mean? Roxy is never mean to me. Just like Marsaé.

"Huh?"

"I know you have issues and I do not want to deal with them. I'm sorry but it's true. Maybe we don't need to be friends anymore. You probably have other friends to hang out with as do I. Bye Chris. "She gets back inside her car and leaves with no others words.

I feel like I should chase her. I need her. My issues. Always fucking things up for me. Normal, let me be normal for a day.

Wiping away my tears that were falling, I blindly made my way back inside the house. My Mom tried to stop me to talk, but I wasn't having it. Leave me alone so I can go die.

I violently swing open my bedroom door and slam it loudly behind me. Fuck locking it because I still care anymore. I looked at the noose in my closet.

If you love someone tell them.

Bullshit.

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I'm so late but I will be dropping a new story probably tonight. I don't know which one yet. Look out for that.

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