Chasing Chase (Urban Fiction)

5 | Just..Not Now

Chase's POV

I think I just made the biggest mistake of my life. My whole shift, I just sat there entertaining Damien. I did tell him my problems and he said he would give me more than enough money to help, but what I had to do was what was eating away at me. The drive home after my shift was so quiet. I just had so much going on in my head. I had to do what would benefit JoJo, no matter how much I hated it. I pulled up to the house forgetting what tonight was. I would enjoy myself tonight, getting ready for the night I would have tomorrow with Damien. Walking up to the house I saw Nino with his arms wrapped around Britt's waist sitting on the porch. They had only been together a few months but they were in love. You seem to fall in love quickly around here, never knowing when the next bullet will be fired, without saying goodbye. "Okay, Okay, enough of all that.. no being freaky in my house" I joked, coming through the door and taking note of who all was here. It was just the family, and that's what mattered, I couldn't entertain anyone else right now. "How was work Chase?" JC asked while bringing me in for a hug. I quickly changed the subject, knowing I couldn't answer that question without lying to them all. I couldn't tell them what I was about to do because.. I just couldn't. "How was y'all day? Where's JoJo?" I asked. "He's at my house looking after BJ" JC told me. Soon Britt and Nino were walking in and taking a seat next to Blake. Parker crossed into my mind. What was I gonna do about him? I couldn't just let this go unaddressed. I wanted Parker like hell. I wanted him to be mine. It just wasn't the right time, it never was. "Where's .." "Parker?... He went to the store, he should be on his way back though" Britt answered me before I could even finish my statement. Britt and JC were the only ones who understood how I really felt about Park. "I-I'll be right back, just gotta put some stuff away" I said raising the bags that Damien had given me at the club. I had absolutely no idea what it was but he left the club after we made the deal and came back right before my shift ended with two gift bags. I plopped onto my bed and I sighed. How did I get here? I sat up and checked my phone. I hadn't been on it since I began my shift. I had two text from Parker and a call from Britt. She must've called to see what time I was gonna be home, and Parker.. I don't know why Parker had text me.

'Baby girl, please call me, we need to talk.'
'Chase be safe at work. I'll see you tonight'

So he did want to talk to me, then my eyes darted over to the gift bags. I couldn't start anything with Parker. Not until this shit was over with Damien. It would never be right for me to go out here and do god knows what with Damien for this money, and have Park sitting at home waiting for me. I began rummaging through the bags and found a pink Herve Leger Lace-Back Bandage Sheath dress that was worth at least $1,200 and a pair of nude jimmy choo pumps. I had never had anything this expensive in my life. He dropped some real cash on me and it only let me know that he's expecting a lot in return. I heard the heavy footsteps of Parker coming upstairs and I tucked the bags away inside my closet quickly. He knocked twice and I told him to come in. Park opened the door slowly and I knew he wanted to talk about earlier.

Parker's POV

Walking up the stairs I felt a weight on my chest. I didn't know what was about to happen. I knocked on her door twice and stood. "Co-Come In" she said in a shaky tone, but I shook it off as her knowing the sound of my footsteps and being nervous about this conversation. I walked in to find a very beautiful Chase, undressing from her night at work. I caught myself staring a bit. "Park.." she snapped me out of my trance. "Did you have something you wanted to say?" she said, placing her clothes on the bed that she would be changing into. "Uh, yeah.. I wanted to talk about earlier" she sighed, "Parker look.. I was-" "No, Chassia, listen.. just listen for a minute" I told her. I had some real shit to get off my chest and Chase wasn't the type to just sit and listen. You had to force her. "Look.. now I've watched you, I've noticed all the shit you've been through.. I've noticed how you've been treated and I want to be the one to fix it.. let me fix it Chase" I began on my speech and tears came to her eyes. She threw herself onto her bed and I couldn't understand. I hadn't even told her I loved her and showed her our necklaces matched. "Par-Parker I can't" she said through broken words. "Can't wait Chase?" "Can't do this.. us.. me and you.. I can't" her head hung low and she placed it in her hands. "What.. but earlier today" "Earlier today.. I was hyped off of emotions.. I didn't mean it" she said while now staring me square in the eye. My heart dropped. I don't feel this way about anyone or anything except my momma and.. Chase. "So.. so you just played with me.. set me up, knowing damn well I'm not what you want?" I yelled at her, standing up now. I never raised my voice at her but this shit was sending me over board. I thought we shared something real. I thought.. that's the problem, I thought, I didn't ask her, or try to talk to her, now all of this shit is just backfiring in my face. "Chase, you sat there and attacked me.. you stared at me in my eyes, and kissed me like you were damn near in love with me! You mean to tell me all of it was a lie?!" I had gotten caught up over one damn kiss and Chase didn't even feel the same. Why would she do me like this though.. play with me like this? "I didn't know what to say Park! I couldn't stop once I had already started. I just can't do this right now. I'm not the girl for you Parker, I'm just not!" I sat there and soaked up her words. I felt the disappointment and anger burning my chest. "So that's it.. that's where we gon leave it?" I asked her. "Park I-I'm -" before she could finish her statement, I was slamming her bedroom door behind me and jogging down the steps. "I link up with y'all later" I let myself out of the house and headed home.