Chained

Chapter 22 Part 1.

It was 11:22 pm and I still had the lingering question on my mind. Whether I should tell Chris or not. I was tossing and turning in my bed and then I just decided to call him over. I was bored too. I knew I was going to be tired for school, but I didn't really care.

He told me he'd be here in 30'. I started watching TV, until I heard a knock at the door.

I walked to the door, looking in the peephole and Chris was looking so sleepy. I kinda' feel bad that I called him over.

"Hey babes." I smiled.

He rubbed his eyes and walked in.

"I'm tired as fuck Chey, why'd you call me over so late ?"

I shrugged and he stared at me. I walked off, leaving him to follow me to my room. He flopped right on my bed and I started putting on my boy shorts.

"You didn't have on any shorts under your shirt ?" He asked.

"Nope, but now I do."

I went and laid down next to him. I was laying my head on his chest, while our legs tangle with each other.

"So what's wrong ?" He started playing with my hair.

"Nothing." I said, barely above a whisper.

"Ima' let it go, but you know that you gotta tell me sooner or later right ?"

I nodded my head and listened to his heart beat. 

A hour passed and Chris snores were filling the room because I cut the TV off.

"Chris." I said, shaking him.

He tossed a little but still didn't wake up. I started rubbing his friend and He grabbed my hand instantly.

"Don't start." He said, half asleep.

"Chris, I need to tell you something."

"Now you're ready to tell ?"

I kissed my teeth,"Chris please get up."

He got up and rubbed his eyes a little, "I'm up, i'm up."

I started playing with my fingers, as we sat across from each other.

"So promise me you won't get mad."

"Ion' make promises, now wassup ?"

I could tell he was getting irritated already at the question.

"Well, when Lorenzo and I were working-"

"He touched you ?" He asked, cutting me off.

"Chris listen !" I whined.

"He kiss you ?" He raised one eyebrow.

I just turned my head, not knowing what his reaction was going to be.

"What the fuck Chey ?!" He yelled, getting up from the bed. 

"Chris I-"

"Real Women stay dedicated to ONE nigga !" He yelled in my face.

"And a REAL nigga stay dedicated to ONE girl ! Don't pull this shit on me Chris !" I yelled back at him.

He backed up a little, and just looked at me.

"Why the fuck you let him kiss you ?"

"It wasn't like I wanted him too. He was judging you about how you treated me and I told him not too. So I told him, 'like he could do better' and then he just kissed me."

Chris started putting on his shoes, "Ima' fuck this nigga up."

I grabbed his other shoe and held it away from him, "No Chris."

"Give me my shit Cheyenne."

"No, please just let it go. Just until I finish this project with him, please." I begged.

He let out a sigh, sitting back down on the bed.

"Cheyenne, I trust you. I really do, but it's that weird ass nigga I don't like."

I sat down on his lap, "How about you stay over this one time, while we do the project."

Was this a good idea ? I shoud've just shut up.

He nodded his head and then laid back down, pulling me with him.

He started touching under my shirt, gripping my butt.

"Chris." I laughed.

He slid my boy shorts down and just kept his hands on my ass.

"I like when you don't have the shorts on, I get to actually feel you." He smiled.

"Nigga, you need help."

We cuddle the rest of the night, until my alarm had to ring for a few hours. I didn't even know if I felt like school, to be honest. It'll be kind of boring with out my girls. I don't know, I guess i'll just see when Chris and I wake up.

Excuse any misspell's or incorrect grammar.

Xoxo, bye.

Part One :)