Your Move (A Chandler Riggs fanfiction)

Chapter 7

Shayneyney's POV

A wave of jealousy pulsed through my veins. It coursed all around, coming from my heart, all the way to the tips of my limbs. It felt so guilty, this feeling. They were in love and all I wanted to do was tear that love apart, I hated it! I couldn't help myself, I wanted Chandler for myself. Shit, shit, shit, I needed to stop!

Devon's POV

Why was my bae making her jealous face? She loved me... right? Lately, I had really started to doubt that. It hurt me so much, too much, I loved her with all my heart. I thought she did, too.

Mia's POV

I could feel their eyes branding my skull. It didn't matter anymore. Nothing but Chandler mattered. This was perfect, this was meant to be, him and I. I had always thought that, fangirl dreams, but now I knew it was true. I still couldn't help but notice Shayneyney's glare...

Chandler's POV

I finally pulled away from the magical kiss, smiling at Shay and Devon. I had a purposeful I-told-ya-so look on my face. I grabbed Mia's hand again and walked her over to a bench. There, she sat curled up against me. All that could matter were her and I in this small, dark Georgia park. I couldn't help but notice Shayneyney's glare, though, a dark, deep glare. It felt like it came from the depths of hell and possessed her. She was really scaring me today. She just... wasn't herself.

Mia's POV

I sat, dazed in love, leaning on Chandler. Just to think, yesterday I was a mere fangirl, now a love interest? It felt perfect, I just hope we weren't taking it too fast. My phone rang, blasting my favorite tune.

From: Mom

time to come home, sweets

To: Mom

kk see ya in a bit

"I have to go home," I announced, "mom texted." Chandler made his adorable pouty face but accepted I had to go. They all walked home with me. Chandler walked me to the door, and quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. He didn't say "I love you," but that was a good thing. I wasn't ready to say that just yet. I knew I did, but saying it is much different. I hugged him, said "Text me bae" and we parted ways.

Shayneyney's POV

I hated this. The fact I wanted Chan for myself. I hated it so much, so much, so, so, so much. I opened the door to my house. Mom had left for work and dad was still at work, so I was alone and free. I pulled out my poem book.

Why?

Why must I feel this way?

I didn't feel this the other day.

Ever since this girl arrived

I felt like I wanted him

When he was not mine.

I closed the book. I went up to bed.