My Grey Nights {EDITING}

Chapter 4.

Chyna McCartney

" Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live! " ~ Bob Marley

Walking to my walk-in closet, I pulled out a pair of white floral jeans and a black t-shirt that had a picture of a yellow dandelion on it. Bending down I grabbed my all black Doc Martins. I already took a shower this morning, so I just put them on. I put on my NorthFace thin-coat and grabbed my keys to the car and house, then exited the room. Sid and I haven't been talking so I'm going to his house. I was the only one home because everyone left me. I walked in the kitchen for a quick glass of water when my mind slowly drifted off and started to think about Noah. I signed. Why was he so fucking concerned about me? Him and I are not even the came race... but of course, that has nothing to do with anything. I shook my head. He wants to know about the real me... what if the real me pisses him off, and he doesn't want shit to do with me and drop me like I was never there, and leave me like the rest. Then I would be the one in the dark, crying and hurt. I'll just have to keep my guard up and see where it takes me.

I drank all of the water and made my way towards to front door. I opened the door and locked and closed it behind me. The cool air blew against my face making my hair messy. My phone started to ring, I dug into my back pocket and looked at the screen, Noah was calling.

"Hello" I said as I got into the car. Shit, it's freezing in here! I thought. I put the key into the ignition and turned the heat on.

"Hey..." he said sounding bored.

"Wassup?"

"Nothing really, want hang out or something?" He asked sounding like he was nervous.

"Awe, I can't. I'm err going to go see Sid" I said hoping he wouldn't feel like I actually wanted to blow him off. There was a silence then I heard muffing and things being moved around. I bit the inside of my lip,

"Hello, Noah are you still there?"

"Yeah...um, I'm going to call you back later... okay?" he said in a blundered tone like it was a stupid thing to ask. I felt dumb to blow him off.

"Um, okay. Maybe next time?"

"Yeah, maybe." He said, then the line went dead. Your so damn stupid Chyna! I thought as I banged my head on the staring wheel. I took a deep breath then exhaled. When we meet again it's going to be so damn awkward.

I back out of the drive way and turned to my left, and started down the street. After riding almost above speed limit I drove onto the express way. I'm going to go pay Sid a little visit, oh God he's probably so mad!

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Pulling up to his condo, and parked next to his all black Range Rover and hopped out the car. I reached his door and I knocked on it and seconds later the door flew open revealing an angry Sid, which was... kind of funny.

"¿Por qué no la llamada culo o me envió un mensaje." He scolded in Spanish. I looked at him weird, and pushed him out the way so I could walk in.

"I told you about that damn Spanish Sid!" I replied, as I kicked my boots off and getting comfortable on his white leather couch. He strolled into the front room and sat down on the couch with me.