Colorful (Adopted by Emblem3)

Chapter 7: Consumed with what's to transpire

Ryder's POV:

Breezy was complimenting me on my hair and everything when someone walked through the door.

"Mom!" Drew yelled hugging the lady.

"Drew! How are you? I've missed you so much." She said hugging him back.

"I've been great. There's someone here I want you to meet." He said pulling her over to me, where I stood next to Breezy.

"Mom, this is Ryder. My daughter." Drew said to her.

"I've heard so much about you. It's so lovely to meet you, finally." She said to me, pulling me into a hug.

So. Many. Hugs.

"Ryder, this is my mom. Otherwise known as, your grandmother." Drew said as my 'grandmother' started to tear up.

"Awe, mom. Why are you crying?" Drew asked her.

"I'm a grandma now. And you're growing up. And your daughter is so beautiful. It's just so hard to take in right now." She said begining to cry as everyone was pulled into a group hug.

Again, alot of hugs.

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We had dinner and watched a movie before we had to leave. I also met Wes and Keaton's sister, Brooke.

We walked in and we all collapsed onto the couches.

I got up to shower, as I could now smell my own stench.

I put my phone onto the iHome and pressed shuffle as Sex on Fire by Kings Of Leon played.

I stepped in as the wonderful music filled my ears.

"Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound

I know they're watching, they're watching

All the commotion, the kiddie like play

Has people talking, talking

Yoooouuuu, your sex is on fire

The dark of the alley, the breaking of day

The head while I'm driving, I'm driving

Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale

Feels like you're dying, you're dying

Yoooouuu, your sex is on fire

Consumed with what's to transpire

Hot as a fever, rattling bones

I could just taste it, taste it

If it's not forever, if it's just tonight

Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest

Yoooouuu, your sex is on fire

And yoooouuu, your sex is on fire

Consumed with what's to transpire

And yoooouuu, your sex is on fire

Consumed with what's to transpire." I sang out to one of my all time favorite songs.

I got out and wrapped myself in a towel and quickly typed up a tweet. '@Ryder_Chadwick: Consumed with what's to transpire'

I slid on a black tank and grey shorts. I put my hair into a towel and just chilled for a bit.

I went to the chest in front of my bed and pulled out the photo album.

I flipped through the pages, looking at my family members. My mom, brother, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and my dad.