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this is awesome. I don't really see cb in a romantic way so I don't usually read his ff but this might change my mind. You got talent.

Awww thank youuuuuu!

That was a good chapter, whens the next one?

Todayy :) 2 Chapters!!

why they do that to the baby girl she was innocent and so beautiful chris was just trying to get away i feel so bad for chris :'(

Yeah Chris is going through a lot right now. 

I shed a tear for little Avaia. She didn't deserve to die like that, all Chris wanted to do was give her a better life. I loved it, I really did I can't wait for more :)

Thanks so much for reading 😊😊 Chapter One is coming soon

Chapter 1

Chris

“Chris this will be your room. I know this transition might be hard for you, but I want you to get your life together while you’re here.” My father says while opening the door to the room.

“Babe , his daughter just passed. Let’s just let him get settled in & comfortable.” his wife, Victoria, says to him.

To be honest, I just want to chill right now. I want to think things through and try to get my shit together before anything else.

“Chris dinner will be done soon, be downstairs in 30 minutes.” My father says before walking out of my room.

I decided to unpack some of my shit to waste time. As I put my clothes in the drawers, I decided to turn my phone on for the first time since that day. Seeing the picture of Avaia on my lock screen gave me chills.

Flashback

“Chris you’ve been gone for two days! You can’t leave me and your daughter here whenever you want! Take care of responsibilities and-”

“I am taking care of my responsibilities Ma ! This is what I gotta do !”

“Daddy!! I missed you so muchh!” Avaia yelled running into my arms

One day she’ll see that I'm doing all this for her.

I hug her tight “ I missed you too babygirl. But you know I’ll always come back for you , right?”

She nodded her head and hugged me tighter.

“Look Ava, I got you something.” I tell her pulling the stuffed Minnie Mouse from my bag.

Her eyes lit up “ Thanks daddy! Im gonna keep her forever!’”

“Make sure you take care of her because next weekend we’re going to her house in Disney World. “

She screamed so loud , running all around the house.

I know I can’t make up for time we’ve lost but seeing that smile makes it all worth it.

“Chris… Chris come downstairs for dinner.” My father says interrupting my thoughts.

I sighed and nodded. Damn I miss my daughter. I unpack a picture of Avaia and put on my dresser before heading downstairs.

As I walked to the table, I see that my dad’s wife prepared chicken, collard greens, and macaroni and cheese.

It’s been awhile since I’ve had a home cooked meal. Momma always had late night shifts at the hospital, so I would just get fast-food for Avaia and I.

I piled my plate with food and started grubbin’.

“Boy put that fork down. We say grace first in this house.” My father said.

“Oh my bad.” I say apologizing.

“Gracious Lord, we thank you for the food we are about to receive for the nourishment of our bodies, in Jesus name, Amen.”  Victoria says.

We all say amen in unison before eating our food.

“So Chris, you know you’re not just going to sit around the house while you’re here right?” My father asked.

No shit.

I knew he was going to make me get a job or some shit while I’m here.

“You will be attending UCLA. I have connections, so I can get you in with no problem.” My dad says proudly.

The fuck? College life isn’t for me, I’m not doing this shit.

“Nah I’ll just find a job somewhere, the college boy thing isn’t for me-“

“No. If you’re going to live in this house, you’re going to school. And yes you will have a job. I own an auto shop, and you will work there when you’re not at school or studying.”

Wow, he just has my whole life planned for me.

“And what if I don’t want to do this?”

“Then you’ll be on the next flight back to Virginia. Look, your mother and I just want to do what’s best for you.”

“Think about Avaia, she would want you to do what’s best.” Victoria said.

After a few seconds of processing everything, I decided to go with my father’s plan.

“Fine. When do I start?”

“Registration starts tomorrow morning.”

I’m going to do this for Avaia. I want Avaia to be proud that her daddy went to college and is doing something positive for a change. I know she’s looking down on me wanting me to do what’s best.

I’m doing all of this for you baby girl.

Giselle

“Ms.Basara , we’ve arrived at your destination. Would you like me to call your parents to let them know you’ve arrived safely.”

“No thanks.”

They probably don’t care anyways. I can’t believe they sent me here ”to become more well rounded”, I just wanted to take classes online and be done with it. I hate having to meet new people ,I always get judged for being wealthy and wanting nice things. That’s just me. The only good thing about this is that my boyfriend Ryan is here.

“Giselle, I know I’m only your chauffeur but I’ve known you since you were little. You’re an amazing young lady but you're very guarded. While you’re here , I want you to open up. You’re gonna do great I know it.”

John was more than just a chauffeur for me. When my parents were no where to be found he’d drive me around for hours until I fell asleep.

“Thanks so much John.” I say hugging him

We say our goodbyes and I walk to the registration office to get my classes. Walking around campus I can already see the bitches giving me side eyes. I hate jealous females. I just focus on where i’m going. All of sudden my book fly from hands and I almost fall.

“What the fuck?” I yell getting annoyed. Here we go already with people trying me.

“Oh shit, my bad.” the guy who bumped into em says while picking up my books. I stand over him waiting for him to hand them to me , I hope this nigga didn’t do it on purpose just to try to talk to me. I dont have time to hear any weak ass lines.   

“You good?” he asks and I finally get a good look him. I can’t lie , he is sexy af.

“Uh, yeah I-”

I couldn’t even get my words out.

“Giselle, is this nigga bothering you?” Ryan says coming  behind me.  

“No babe, he was just helping me out.” I say staring into the stranger’s eyes.

“Aight nigga, she don’t need your help no more. You can leave.” Ryan says.

“Ryan don’t be rude,  he-”

“Nah , it’s all good” he says walking away.

I don’t know what it is about him, but for some reason I was wishing I could see him again.  

I am really loving this!

Thanks so much 

What's up chris daddy booty? I mean how you just going plan the boy future out for him. Nigga daughter just died, let him breathe. Other than that I loved it!

Exactlyy!! Thanks for reading :) Update tonight. 

That's sad he lost his daughter they took it too far!!

I knoww. It sucks Chris had to go through that 😩.

Seems good ! Interesting and has me hooked

Thanks so much. Posting 2 more chapters today :)

Prologue

Chris

" Avaia, I told you to put your shoes on five minutes ago. What are you doing?"

" Daddy , I don't want to move. Who's gonna play with grandma?"

I could never stay mad at a face like that. She melts my heart everytime she talks. She's the reason I'm doing all of this.

"Grandma will be fine. At our new house, you'll have your own room & grandma can come anytime you want her to."

"Like a sleep over?"

"Yes Avaia , now put your shoes on."

She gets her pink sandals and I grab our last box. Damn it's been a crazy year , from Avaia's mom dying from an overdose to me getting shot trying to get this paper. Things are finally looking up for me & Avaia.

I want to do right by her, I need to become a better father. My mother and I are the only two people she has. I quit fucking with the drug game to set a better example.

I have a little money saved up to get Avaia and I out the hood. I found a nice condo far away from here, so we can start fresh.

As Avaia and I walked out the door, I began loading boxes into the back of my car.

“Avaia stay close to the porch, don’t run out into the street.” I told her.

Avaia is a very busy body, she’s always moving around.

As I loaded the boxes up, Avaia ran around in circles blowing bubbles.

“Daddy come play with me please!”

“Not right now. Daddy has to finish loading up the car.”

“Aw okay.” shes said as she continued to play.

I chuckled as I shook my head.

I love my daughter.

After loading up the car, I noticed a very familiar car coming my direction.

The fuck is he doing here? I’m done with the drugs and shit. He has no reason to come around me and my daughter.

I pulled out my gun, before walking down the street closer to the car.

“Avaia go in the house and find grandma.”

“Whats wrong daddy?”

“Avaia go-”

Before I could finish my sentence, shots were being fired.

All I could feel is pain as I hit the ground. Everything began to turn black.

***

I woke up feeling like shit.

“Oh thank god!” my mother cried while she kissed all over me.

As I tried to sit up, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

“Aw shit. Momma what happened. Where’s Avaia?” I asked her.

She looked at me while tears filled up in her eyes.

“Christopher you were shot 3 days ago and-” Her cries began to take over, she couldn’t finish her sentence.

“And what?  Where’s my baby girl?  Is she okay?”

I began to worry, this can’t be happening.

“Christopher, Avaia didn’t make it.”

My baby girl didn’t make it? My love, my everything? The only person in this world that made me want to live is gone?

Me and my mother shared a moment of grief. I couldn't believe it, it's like I'm in a nightmare & I'll wake up & see her smiling face again.

“Christopher it’s not safe out here for you. I told you to leave this drug thing alone a long time ago before it got too deep. Now look at what has happened.”

I know she’s not telling that all this shit has happened because of me.

“Momma you know I would never put Avaia in danger! I-”

“Lower your voice when you’re talking to me, I’m still your mother. I’m not questioning your parenting skills. All I’m saying is if you would have never got involved we would not be here.”

I had nothing to say, because I know she is right. My ma has been telling me for years to leave this shit alone, but I was in too deep, now it has come back to haunt me. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy getting out of the game, but I didn’t think my daughter would be the sacrifice. Those motherfuckers really tried to kill me. I'm already thinking of ways to get these niggas back.

“I want you to go live with you father in California.” My mom said interrupting my thoughts.

The fuck?

“Hell na, momma I don’t want to see that nigga-”

“Boy watch your mouth. This is not up for discussion Chris. You’re leaving tomorrow and thats the end of it.”

“But momma I-”

She gave me this look, meaning I should shut up and not argue back.

I sighed before closing my eyes to think about Avaia.

My whole world has came crashing down. How am I suppose to live with myself knowing my actions caused the death of my daughter? Then momma wants me to live on the other side of the country.

The west coast is not for me, I’m an east coast nigga. VA born and raised, what I look like going to Cali with a bunch of lame niggas?

I started to get drowsy from these meds they got me on

" Chris get some rest, I'm going to take you see Avaia tomorrow before you leave."

****

Pulling up to the graveyard, I already felt my heart getting heavy. All this shit is so surreal, earlier I went to the condo seeing her room and the mural I painted with her name on it. It almost felt like she was still there.

I walked up to the tombstone. It was covered in stuffed animals, flowers & candles. I kneeled down and laid an engraved necklace Avaia , my baby girl

I felt the tears running down my face . I can't take this, it should be me instead of her.

"I'm so sorry Avaia." I say over & over

"Chris I’m sorry, but it’s time to go. We're going to miss your flight."

Leaving  is so hard but I know it's for the best... Cali here I come.