Owned

C22: You Play Too Much

ISABELLE
"BYE ISABELLE IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU!!!!" Everyone yells at me

I'm trying to catch my breath from all the laughing we were doing.

"Bye yall!! I'll see you again soon! I had so much fun today!!" I say back

"CHRIS DONT FUCK IT UP!" Austin yells and I'm too weak. He's such a comedian.

Chris flips him off, as the bus door closes and they drive off.

"Just grab your stuff so we can go back to the crib." Chris says as we walk up the stairs to the room.

I nod okay; and just stuff everything into my bag. He grabs the stuff he brought and we're back in his car...

"How'd your car get back to the hotel?" I ask

"I had security drive it back."

"Ahh.. Got you."

"You have a good time today?" Chris asks

"The time of my life. I mean it when I say I really love your family. They're just great..." I get saddened by the thought that I may not ever be hanging out with them again like this.

"Why you seem down then?" He asks

"It's just that, this is the only time I'll ever be here to hang out with your family like that. After everything I don't think you'd want me around your fam. And I understand it... that's just how it's gotta be." I answer

"Isabelle I choose you." He casually says as we pull up to his house.

"Wait, what? You choose me, whatchu mean?" I ask

"Yeah, I choose Isabelle, just Isabelle, not the employee version. But understand there's still stuff I need you to do for me. But I'm not gonna mention everytime that I own you. I'm getting tired of sayin it myself. I just felt like that's what kept you focused. But you ain't that bad Sanders. So I choose you."

At this point I want to cry but I smile instead.
"After this is all done we're gonna be good friends Chris. I promise you." I tell him

He doesn't respond, just kind of stares at me.

"What is it?" I ask

"You'd only be friends with me after all of this is over?" He responds

"I would." I answer

"C'mon." He says grabbing my stuff and the bear I won

After the hot ass afternoon, it's real chilly right now. Thank god we're at the house, cause I'd have been frozen if were still at the fair. I follow Chris in the house, and he stops at the bottom of the stairs.

"I was serious about there not being a guest room in here though. This is my place, ion really like people stayin over here. But I can take the couch, and you can sleep on my bed." He tells me

"You acting like we haven't slept in the same bed like 4 times already... You can sleep on your bed too Christopher, it's huge anyways." I can't help but chuckle.

How he gonna play it off like he didn't just come to my hotel room last night and hop in the bed with me. Playing too much. I start walking up the stairs and he speaks.

"You sure?" He asks

I nod yes. He shrugs and comes up behind me. I get in his room, glancing at the painting of me again. He's really unbelieveable.

"I'm gonna take a shower." I tell him

"Go for it."

I grab my bag and head in the bathroom. I turn the water on and get undressed. I take a look at myself in the mirror, and I can tell I'm tired. I got bags under my eyes, and I'm looking more pale than usual. I step into the shower and shudder as the water touches my skin. If I could stay in this shower all night I would. I'd be a prune, but I'd be so relaxed and comfortable. I get washed, and grab a towel, covering myself. His towels feel like heaven, soft as hell. I'm digging through my bag and can't find the shorts and tank I brought to sleep in.