- I'm not going to the dance, I'm not going to tell you more Ryder. Chase said sharply as he burst into his room.
Ryder followed him.
- Please chase, I doubt Zuma meant anything she said, she just got hurt. If she's there, it's not like she's going to ignore you, she probably wants to talk! Ryder explained.
After hearing Chase screams yesterday, he ran to his room to see him crying on the bed.
He sat with him and comforted him as he explained the conversation.
He tried to explain to him that Zuma probably meant nothing and just needed time.
Chase said he knows she really thinks that and said he doesn't go to the dancing so Zuma can have fun without having to worry about avoiding him.
- Ryder, I'm done making Zuma talk, she hates me and she's done with me. I screwed up and there's nothing I can do but give her some space. said chase with a pain in his voice.
- Chase… Ryder began.
- No, do not do that. I appreciate you trying to get me out of the house, but I just don't want to mess anymore. Chase told him with a sad smile.
Ryder nodded his understanding sadly and left the room.
He wanted to call Zuma, but he didn't want Chase to hear and get even more upset, so he just left it alone and got ready to dance.
But he knew he would bring them back together before the night was over.