To some, Raya Lee-Williams, has the world and then some in the palm of her hands. Married to one of the most successful, not to mention, most handsome music producers in LA and having a two beautiful children with a mansion sized home to match, you...
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RAYA I felt like a deer caught in headlights as we stood there frozen in place. I didn't know how to feel right now. A thousand of emotions were attacking me at once. What the hell just happened? "Are you fucking serious Danny," was the first thing I heard that brought me back down to reality. Amiyah rushed over to Danny slapping him across the face. He held his cheek sitting there stunned as if he was just as surprised by the situation that happened. "You just can't get enough of fucking things up can you," Megan walked towards me with a scowl. "That man is about to have a child, have you no respect for yourself?" "Girl first of all he kissed me. And by the way bitch you were the main reason I even came over here so from the way I'm feeling right now, I would advise you to back your ass up. If you think Naomi did you wrong I'ma show you why I call her my sister." "Raya," my mom interjected with a disapproving look on her face. "Have you no class? Going on and carrying on like this isn't your children's aunt. You were not raised that way. Ever since you've been with that boy, you've been acting like a complete hood rat." I was planning on ignoring her presence altogether. She shouldn't even be here to begin with. "Excuse me?" "Raya, just go home and stop embarrassing yourself please." "How about YOU go home," I shouted. She drew in her breath flinching from my outburst. "I mean really, go the hell home mother." "Understand that you will not curse at me whatsoever. I am still your mother." "You're my what," I scoffed. "Lady please don't make me laugh. You have officially lost the privilege of calling yourself that. A mother would never treat her daughter this way. How could you be comfortably shopping with the woman who is having a child out of infidelity in my marriage? Like yo, are you serious? We haven't spoke to each other in months, but you're happily parading around here with my EX husband's family. What the hell is wrong with you? You literally never have my back in ANYTHING. I got to get the fuck away from all of you people before I end up in jail for real," I rushed past them all, practically running to get to the car. Once I did I let out a huge breath of relief, just being around all of them made me feel suffocated. I also needed to try to grasp what all just occurred. Danny really kissed me. I don't know why it took me so long to react the way I should've but the hesitation from me alone is making me feel like I wanted to vomit. I closed my eyes placing my hands on the sides of my head trying to control my breathing. I needed to calm down from being so worked up. I also needed to tell Chris what happened, I thought to myself. With no reasoning to debate I sped out of the drive way and headed to Chris's house. "Chris," I called once I made it there and inside. Oh, yeah your girl has upgraded to a house key. "Yeah baby," he asked coming down the steps. Seeing him made me feel so very guilty. So guilty to the point I wanted to cry. I wish I never went over there. I should've never went there. "What's wrong bae? You look pale," he asked once he made it down to me. He examined my face properly all because he was concerned. I swallowed hard, not really sure if I even want to tell him what went down. "Nothing Chris. I went over to Danny's to address him about his sister. We got into it obviously, but to sum it up my mom was there shopping with his baby mama. I guess it kind of just fucked with me," I looked down at my feet. Why the hell was I lying to him if I was innocent? Was I not? "Damn man. That's tough. I'm sorry pooh, do you want to talk about it?" I quickly shook my head no. "Nah. I will get over it," I took notice to the keys in his hand. "Were you going somewhere?" "Yeah, I was about to head out actually. A fucking pipe burst at the new gym so I gotta figure something out ASAP before the flooding gets too bad. I can't believe this shit is happening a few days before the opening," he stressed. Timing couldn't have been any worse. I couldn't reveal this to him now, he's already dealing with bs I don't want to add on to anything. I'm sure this would break his heart more than that flood could. Maybe I should just keep this one to the grave. What's the worse that could happen? The kiss didn't mean anything to me so I don't see the point of adding unnecessary drama. Chris would want to kill that man. I'm just going to make the decision to choose peace for all of us. This is the right thing to do... right?
Danny "Dude don't fucking touch me," Amiyah shouted jerking away from me. She' s been trying to pack all of her stuff since Raya left. It's only been taking her so long because she's bigger now and doesn't move as fast as she use to. "Damn it Miyah would you at least let me fucking explain," I yelled. I already lost Raya. I was not trying to lose her too. "What is there to explain Danny? What the hell could you possibly say right now? You can't lie your way out of this one buddy. The shit was in plain sight. I'm so fucking embarrassed like I can't. I cannot do this," she was now in tears, I mean full blown tears. "I'm pregnant and hormonal and hurt. This is just too much for me. How could you do that Danny? How could you kiss her?" "What makes you assume I kissed her,"I asked. She stale faced me in the midst of her crying. "You're really trying to play this game? I know she's over you. I can tell from her glow, but the question still remains are you over her? Well, don't answer that. It's quite obvious that you're not. This must be my karma. I can't believe I was so stupid for you. What in the hell convinced me that you could love me the way I do you," she began to weep to herself sitting on the edge of the bed looking hopeless. This shit feels like deja vu. I sat beside her on the bed crouching over so I could place my head in my hands. I sighed deeply from frustration. "Miyah baby stop crying over me. I'm not worth it," I attempted to remove her hands from her face but she wouldn't allow me. "I'm not crying over you. I'm crying because I was foolish enough to place my self in this predicament. I wanted your trifling ass so badly and look I got you. I see why Raya didn't fight for you. She knew what she was allowing me to have. It was never a loss for her. I wish I could've noticed that as well," she mumbled. I saw nothing but disappointment written all over her face. She spoke about me as if I was nothing. That shit hurt, not even gonna cap. "You're such a low down trifling poor excuse of a man. This can't be what your mama raised," she continued. "What the fuck did I see in a man like you? You fucking whore. Do you even love yourself you dog," she was back hysterical. "Hold your head back up muthafucka this is what you're proud of. You enjoy preying on us women until you make us crazy and you break us down. So look at what you did! Look at what you created. Should we celebrate, huh?!" She picked up a glass from the table and threw it into the wall. I watched as the liquid that was in there slide slowly down the wall until it made a puddle around the shattered glass pieces on the floor. "Congratulations Dannnnyy! Congratulations Amiyahhhh! Here's to our chillllldd," she knocked over the table that held our lamp and other random things. She snatched the covers , the pillows, and the sheets off the mattress letting them fly every which way. "Come on bae . Help me celebrate. Here's to real love," she grabbed my shoes chunking them across the room. "It's a mess. It's all a fucking mess," she collapsed to her knees crying again. "Miyah you gotta calm down," I warned her rising from the bed to try to console her. I could tell she was getting herself too worked up. She continued to fight me off as I tried to rub her arm. "Stop just stop," she yelled. "Please stop," she cried. I didn't know what to do as I stood there feeling helpless. I watched as her chest heaved quickly. Her breaths became shorter as she crouched over. "Ahhhh," she screamed placing her hands around stomach. "Danny," she cried. I rushed on my knees to see what was going on. "Miyah what's wrong?? Are you okay," I asked. "I need to go to the hospital now," she whispered. I quickly picked her up bridal style jogging to grab the keys. She continued to holler out in pain. Each scream made me more nervous than the first. I sped out of the driveway, praying to myself. God please don' t punish her. Don't punish our child. Don't hurt me this way.
