Chapter 10

                                    

                                          
Brandon POV
                          
When I got up, I noticed that Cheyenne wasn't beside me, like how we had fell asleep.
                          
I got up and went upstairs to get ready and take my shower in the guest room.
                          
When I opened the room door, Cheyenne was putting on her shoes.
                          
"So where you going?" I asked her, while getting my clothes ready.
                          
I already had some clothes over here, since I sometimes spend the night over here. And we don't be doing shit but chill, so don't get all curious.
                          
"Um, I have to go meet up with somebody."
                          
"Oh." 
                          
I knew that she wasn't telling the whole truth, so that was all I was going to say.
                          
"I can cook us some breakfast, before I leave." 
                          
"Sure."
                          
After she walked away, I went in the shower to do my hygiene.

                          
I got out the bathroom with my True Religion Camo pants, Carmine Jordan 6 and a plain white t-shirt.
                          
I walked to my mirror to put on my two gold link chains and then I walked downstairs.
                          
Cheyenne already had all the food on the table, so all I had to really do was sit down.
                          
I sat down next to her and started digging in.
                          
"So who you meeting up?"
                          
I know I sound nosey as shit, but I just want her to say it already. Mostly, because I know she bout to hit up Chris.
                          
She started playing with her food with her fork.
                          
"Chris." she mumbled.
                          
"What you mumbling for? I'm not gonna get mad or anything like that. We're not even together.
                          
She looked up at me, then stared back down at her food.
                          
"So what you keep asking for?"
                          
"To see if you would tell me the truth."
                          
It was quiet for a minute, until I broke the silence.
                          
"So why you meeting him up?"
                          
She shrugged her shoulders.
                          
"Well, he asked me too and I said no. Then, I forgot I left some clothes there, so I decided to go."
                          
I got up to put my plate in the trash.
                          
"Well, hit me up when you finish. I'm out."
                          
"Okay, see you later I guess."
                          
I walked out the door to get my day started.
                          
Cheyenne POV
                          
After I was done eating, I went and grabbed my keys and headed out the door.

                          
I pulled up into Chris yard some minutes later and he was sitting on his porch.
                          
I walked up to him and putted my arms across my chest.
                          
"So, you not going to open the door so I can get the rest of my stuff?"
                          
"Man just chill Chey, I actually wanna talk to you."
                          
I shifted all my weight onto my other leg, with my arms still folded ontop of my chest.
                          
"Chris, if you don't open this door. I swear we're going to be fighting."
                          
He sucked his teeth and opened the door for me, stepping aside so I could walk in.
                          
I walked up the stairs and started taking my clothes out of his draw.