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So this Chapter has lots of drama and lots of Chanaston (thanks mrpuppy! ) and some rated language.

Well hope you enjoy it!

Thanks!

~Laney!~

CPOV

Oh man. Why? Why? Why? Again, I ask, Why?

"Boy, you admitted out loud that you thought she was adorable, you can't take it back," I heard Grace say.

"Well obviously…" I muttered where Grace couldn't hear me.

I looked over at Anaston and saw that she still had a grin on her face.

"Thank you," she said, coming over to hug me again.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, and whispered into her hair, "You're more than welcome."

"Awwww. But seriously, when is the wedding?" Grace asked.

I looked over and just stared at Grace, still hugging Ana.

"What?" she asked, innocently.

"Is that your boyfriend, Auntie Ana?" We heard a small voice say.

We both looked over and saw Paisley standing at the entrance of the kitchen, lollipop in her mouth.

We both looked at each other and smiled.

"Yes, Paisley. Yes, he is," Ana smiled, still looking at me.

"Yes!" the little girl smiled, as she ran into the den.

Anaston and I started laughing and hugged again.

"WHAT?" We suddenly heard someone holler from the den.

"What was that?" I asked suddenly.

"I-I don't know," Anaston said, obviously upset and scared.

"Anaston Ranae Ferguson! How could you do this?" we heard a guy say, and turned toward the door and saw Bryson standing in the door way.

What is he talking about 'How could you do this?' Nobody talks to my girlfriend like that. I will -I will- I will….What will I do.

Oh! I know! I will send my dogs on him! Wait…never mind. They're just puppies. Man. Oh! I will send my body guards on him!

"What do you mean, 'How could I do this?' Bryce? How am I supposed to stop myself from liking him?"

"How could you do this to Evan?" he said, shaking his head.

Who is Evan and what is Ana doing to him?

Ana's face went white, and her eyes widened, then her face turned to anger as she approached him.

"I told you to never mention his fucking name again," she said, anger evident in his voice.

"Ana! He's in LOVE with you! Do you not understand that? He calls me every chance he gets to see how you are? He wants you back." Bryson said, truth evident in his eyes.

"Never…never will I take that cheating scum bag back again in my LIFE!" Ana hollered at her cousin.

"Yet you date him?" he hollered back.

I turned angry then. My face turned red as I glared at Bryson.

"What the hell?" I hollered toward him.

"You date him yet you won't take Evan back?' Bryson hollered at her.

"HE NEVER CHEATED ON ME WITH HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND LIKE EVAN DID!" Ana hollered, before bursting into tears.

I ran over to her, and embraced her into a hug, and let her cry into my chest.

"You need to leave," I said in a serious tone.

"Whatever," he scoffed, before walking out of the room.

"Do you want me to take you to your room," I whispered to Ana, as I hugged her.

She nodded her head still crying.

I picked her up bridal style, and carried her up the stairs, to a door the had the letters "ARF" on the door on black and white zebra print letters.

I opened the door, and carried her to her large, brown, four poster bed that was made out of oak, and laid her down, and covered her with the brown and turquoise bed set.

Her room was a turquoise color with brown trimming along the edge of the walls. She had brown furniture and pictures lining the walls. They were mainly pictures of her and some of the horses at the ranch. There were also group pictures of about 20 people, including guys, about 14 to 19 years old, standing together in a group, all with jeans and a sweatshirts on that said, 'Raider Cheer Squad' on the front of them.

Ana was a cheerleader?

'I'll have to ask her about that later' I thought.

There were also three large, bubble chairs hanging from the ceiling.

To the left of the room, there was a door that obviously led toward the bathroom, plus large, brown, double French doors that led to the closet.

In one corner of the room, there was a western saddle that had the words "2005 -2007 Champion Barrel Racer" engraved on the side.

In the other corner, there was another one that had the same exact thing, except that year was 2008-2009.

I also noticed that there were pictures sitting on the dressers and bedside table that had a large, black and white horse on it, with a girl that had to be Ana, because it looked just like her, but a younger version of her. There was also pictures of her, still young, riding the black and white horse, around a barrel. This must be what they call barrel racing.

Just as I was about to leave the room, I heard Ana call me, her voice just barely above a whisper.

"Chad. Please don't leave," she said, as I looked at her.

You could see the pain and tears still in her eyes as she looked at me.

"Are you sure?" I asked her.

"Yes, please," she said, as she patted the other side of the bed to come sit by her.

I walked over to the other side of the bed, and sat down.

"Thanks," Ana smiled faintly at me, as she turned over.

"No problem," I smiled back, as I lay down.

When she laid her head on chest, it just felt right. I don't know how to explain it. It was like we were two puzzle pieces that fit together. But it was stronger than that. I don't know how to explain it really. It was an amazing feeling.

"This is nice," I heard Ana whisper.

"Yeah, it is," I whispered back.

She smiled a slight smile up at me.

"I'm sorry about what happened out there. I told him a million times to never bring up that jerk's name again in my life. I can't believe he did that. Thanks for being there for me though," she said.

"It's not your fault. It was his fault. And you're welcome. I will always be there for you," I promised her.

She smiled a brilliant, beautiful smile at me before she yawned.

"Sleepy?" I laughed.

"A little," she giggled. "I think I am going to take a nap," she said, before turning over toward her door.

"You want me to stay in here still?" I asked, as I wrapped my arm around her waist.

"Yes, please, if you don't mind," she replied, looking back at me, yawning again.

"Whatever you want," I whispered to her, as she drifted off to sleep.

I lay there, watching her. Her dark, brown hair lay perfectly around her face.

She was beautiful, no one could deny that.

I watched her until I slowly drifted to sleep.

Well there it is! Hope you like it! Lots of drama!

I tried to work on this at every possible moment over this past week but I have been super busy especially because I was at Denver City all day on Thursday for UIL where I competed in Oral Reading, where me and my friends got to see some of our Slaton friends and met some Post peoples! But sadly I didn't place in Oral Reading but I did place 4th in Ready Writing! Yay! And then Friday we had a TON of work to catch up on, and then Saturday we had a Tournament against Brownfield and Floydada, and then today was sort of my free day, because tomorrow we have another game at home against Forsan. Hope we win! Wish us luck!

Thanks for the reviews everyone! You are all the bestest!

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