Page 104 of River & Crown
Chapter 25
River Ashland
"You are so fucking messy!" I spat, throwing a pillow at Chosyn. Her ass laughed, tossed the throw pillow behind her head, and started rubbing her feet together.
"Messy because I told my husband I'm hungry? You're not the only one who wants to eatFour."
"Eat whatever you want, but do it atyourhouse."
"Why? This isn't your house." She laughed.
"It's my man's house, so it's mine." I shrugged.
Obnoxiously, Chosyn started clapping and cheering. I rolled my eyes and tossed another pillow at her ass.
"Stop throwing shit when all I'm doing is being happy for you." She smirked.
"Bye, Chosyn because your ass is being messy."
"I promise you I'm not."
"Then why do you have Wolfe bring you food?"
"Damn, I can't spend time with my bestie?"
"Of course you can, but that's not why you're here."
"It is!" Her ass started pouting like her feelings were hurt.
"So, Gigi didn't call you while you were in the bathroom and asked when you're coming to pick up Phoenix because she wanted to play bingo?"
"Let me find out a bitch can't poop in peace while under your roof," she scoffed.
"Just be honest. You're still here because you wanna be messy."
Rolling her eyes, Chosyn sucked her teeth. "I can't believe you think that low of me."
"Bitch!" I blurted, laughing so hard that a few tears fell from my eyes. "You’re here to watch me go back and forth with Crown about me fighting."
"Is that what we're calling it?"
"Don't drag it." I sighed, tired of hearing how I got beat up.
"If I'm dragging it, what do you think Crown is going to do?"
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the bag of peas from the end table, placing it back on the left side of my face.
"Exactly," Chosyn giggled. "Don't worry, though. I'll be here for moral support. As soon as Crown starts his shit, I'll pull out my phone and show him your registration for self-defense class."
"Really, Chosyn?"
"Yup. I paid for a year's worth of sessions, so don't waste my money."
"Fuck you!" I laughed, unable to take her seriously.
"Okay, when Phoenix and I are picking you up twice a week for class, don't complain." She shrugged. "What kind of flowers do you think Leah's mom would like?"
"Flowers?" I frowned.
