Free Faces of the Game by Mandi Mac Page B

conversation next week when we go back.”  They both started laughing.  “I know right” Neese said.  “Look, I don’t mean to cut you off but I will call you right back I am about to eat breakfast.”  “Oh, that nigga must have spent the night.”  Neese said giggling.  “Shut up, I cook whenever I don’t have to rush to class or work in the morning.”  Chelle said laughing.  “Yeah, yeah bye girl.”  “Bye.”
                  Chelle walked into her room to give Chip his plate, she sat his cup of lemonade on the night stand beside him “oooh this smells good, but let me see what it taste like before I get all excited.”  She went back into the kitchen and fixed her plate and joined him for breakfast.  “Damn, this is good and I don’t usually eat pancakes.”  He said grubbing like he had never ate before.  “Slow down, breathe.”  Chelle said joking with him.  She sat her lemonade on the night stand on her side of the bed and sat down to eat too.  He took a sip of the lemonade, “and you made this lemonade, oh yeah you’re a keeper” he said continuing to eat his food.  “Yeah, Chelli got skills I’m an all American” she said with humorous confidence.  They continued to watch CNN and eat breakfast, Chip’s phone rang but he didn’t budge he acted as if he didn’t hear it and so did Chelle.  Once they were done eating, Chip took the plates and glasses in the kitchen and washed the dishes.  As he washed dishes, Chelle wrapped her hair and undressed.  She put her bath robe on and walked in the bathroom to take a shower.  As she showered she thought about the conversation she had with him, she could honestly say that she didn’t have to remember anything she told Chip because she hadn’t lied about anything.  She thought about the things that she had been through and the things that he had been through and she just smiled.  Everyone has a story; I hope we can have more conversations like last night that was real as hell on both of our parts.  I like him way too much for us to have just started talking.  I can’t believe I let him come to my house much less spend the night.  I respect him a lot too he didn’t even try to touch me in a sexual way or anything.  He is pretty sincere, so far.  I wonder when things will get unpleasant I hope no time soon, I deserve to experience happiness for longer than one month.  J.J. sure didn’t show me happiness for long; he was too busy chasing everything that looked half way decent.  As for Harry, he was faithful I could tell, but he wouldn’t get into a relationship to save his life and he never really showed affection.  J.C. was a straight up maniac I can’t believe he did me so wrong, damn I better not ever tell Chip J.C. raped me he would definitely have someone kill that nigga.  Tears fell down Chelle’s face once again when she thought of how harsh J.C. was when he raped her.  Damn that nigga fucked my head up and I kept trying to make it work, I was as foolish as I could be back then.  He said he loved me, that nigga didn’t love me he needed help and so did I.  Chelle let water run down her face to wash the tears away and she began thinking about Chip and Mo.  You might as well say she was abusive too, throwing shit and slapping him when she got high.  Man that bitch was probably crazy as hell just like J.C. damn, his first serious relationship was like me and J.C. and his second was a little similar to me and J.J. wow, what a coincidence.  I cannot believe he shakes himself to sleep sometimes too.  Chelle laughed to herself and rinsed her body one last time.  Chip was ending a conversation when she turned the water off; she stepped out of the shower and put her bath robe back on.  She walked in the room and asked him to step out for a second but he opposed. 
    “You act like I have never seen a naked woman before, I’m not going to bite you.”  “Chip get out, I don’t want you to see