Rivals

Chapter 8

Chance

I was awaken by my phone ringing. I picked it up and it was 12:45 pm. 

"Hello?" I said groggily. 

"Chance, open the door." 

"Aight. I'm comin." I got up and walked downstairs. I unlocked the door and just sat on the couch. Ryland walked through the door. She walked over and kissed me. She grabbed my face with her hands. I pulled her into my lap. She put her hands in my hair. I grabbed her waist. She moaned into my mouth. 

"Aight, ma, whats up? I was sleepin hella good up there." I said pulling away from her.

"My house just got shot up by 4SS. Im not with all this shit Chance." she said turning her head away.

"Oh my gosh, babe, I'm sorry." I looked into her eyes. 

"What are we gonna do?"

I grabbed her and pressed my forehead against hers.

"I don't know."

Ryland

"Can I stay here tonight, I don't feel safe at home right now." I asked Chance.

"Yeah baby." he said. I got up and walked towards the door. 

"You wanna ride with me?" 

"Yeah, let me go get dressed." he said running up the stairs. He came back down three minutes later in a pair of black sweat pants, a black tee shirt, a bulls snapback, and some Nike slippers. 

"You goin like that?" I said laughing.

"What, you dont like it?" he said making a puppy dog face.

"No, you look fine babe, i was just joking."

We walked out to my car, which suprisingly wasnt hit by any of the bullets. He walked over to the passenger side waiting for me to unlock the door. I just stared at him.

"Umm, you wanna open the door?" he said looking at me.

"Oh, sorry." I said getting in and unlocking the door.

"What was that about?" he asked once he was settled in the seat.

"What?"

"That, that little staring episode before we got in the car."

"Oh, i was just thinkin to myself. That's all."

"Thinkin about what?"

"You, me, this relationship."

Chance

I don't know why, but I kinda got upset when Ryland said that to me. We rode the rest of the way to her house in silence. We got there and she got out. Her house looked like a war zone, bullet holes everywhere. We've been here for like twenty minutes, i know it doesnt take that long to get some damn clothes. I was starting to get out but she came out of the door.

"Damn, girl what took you so long." I asked as she got into the car.

"Sorry, Crysta called me and had me on the phone. I'm sorry." she said leaning over pecking me on the cheek.

"Yeah, okay, ayee, can we stop at McDonald's, a nigga kinda hungry." I said rubbing my stomach for emphasis.

"Okay fat ass." 

We pulled up to McDonald's about ten minutes later. We got out ready to walk in and place our orders.

"Grimm!" I heard a chick yell. I turned around and it was none other than Jordyn. "What the hell are you still doin with this bitch."

"Look hoe, did you not learn you lesson form last time. Please dismiss yourself." Ryland said.

"You gone let her talk to me like that?" Jordyn said.

"Look, we fucked. That's it. Why you buggin?" I said grabbin Ry's hand trying to walk past her.

"Nigga, I'm six months pregnant with your baby! You said you loved me." she said near tears. 

"Go somewhere with that shit Jordyn." 

"That's okay, imma get Chop to fuck you up." Ryland's head turned around so fast.

"How you know Chop?" Ryland said.

"Why you wanna know." Jordyn said rolling her eyes. Ryland grabbed her around her neck. 

Ryland

"Tell me. NOW!" I yelled in her face.

"He's my cousin." she said crying. "Please let me go." I released my grip on her neck. She turned around and scurried to her car.

"How do you know Chop?" Chance asked me.

"Huh, what?"

"Chop, how do you know him?"

"He's over 7SP now."

"Wow, Ry, were you ever gonna tell me."

"Why does that matter."

We walked in, placed our orders, and recieved our food. We sat at the booth in the corner. I was getting ready to take a bite from my burger, my phone started ringing. 

"Shit. Hello?" i said.

"Ry, where you at?" Chop asked through the phone.

"McDonald's with my boyfriend, why?"

"That nigga Chance your boyfriend?"

"Uhh, yeah, let me guess, Jordyn just called you."

"Don't worry bout that. Why you aint tell me you was datin a 4SS?"

"Does it matter who i'm dating Chop?" i said, getting pissed.

"It does when he a part of 4SS. You know we don't fuck with them."

"No, you don't fuck with them. All I do is slang Chop, thats it. I aint got beef with nobody."

"Yeah, whatever, tell that nigga not to get caught slippin."

"Is that a threat?"

"Call it what you want. We got a meeting at 9. Be there."

"Yeah aight." I said hanging up.

I don't know how we're going to keep up this relationship. I just don't.