Complications Part 2 | Ray x reader

Chapter 7

•Warning: This story may not suit some readers as it contains gore, depression, NSFW, suicidal thoughts, mature scenes, death, manipulation, etc. Please proceed with caution and respect me, the author, and other readers.

Within this story, I have changed significant things to see a more appropriate fit for the characters. The characters are adults•

🖤P.S. - Your worries are lying to you. You are loved, you are accepted, and you are wanted.🖤

The sun had set a couple of hours prior. You and Ray had just ended your intimate activities of him tossing you around in bed while you yanked aggressively on your now-unmade sheets not long ago. Outside your house, you could hear the faint barking, which made you stir in your sleep. As you nestled closer to Ray's warm flesh, you sighed quietly. Given your current state of exhaustion, you don't have the energy to investigate the cause.

Mentally as well as physically.

You still felt like you were trapped in the moment of making passionate love to each other and how it felt like it went on for hours and hours. Eventually, when you told him that you couldn't go on, he allowed you to get rest. Forcing you to use the bathroom for safety precautions, then carrying you back to the bed. He left you in the bed, grabbed his phone, and stepped out of the room to make a 'quick' phone call.

You were skeptical that it was quick because he didn't return for hours. You couldn't wait for him, so your body prevailed, and you fell asleep without dreams. He eventually went to bed when the sun rose, resulting in less sleep than you. It's not like you received anything, to begin with.

You couldn't believe how strong and capable he was. How much strength a man can have even if he isn't using it all. You're astounded by his muscularity and tone. Where does he get the time to exercise? During his lunchtimes, perhaps?

You didn't want to know how many times he'd gone through this to gain such experience. You didn't like the idea of him having affairs with other women. You don't need to ponder his history because you hoped you were the only one in his present.

You snuggled into him more to inhale his masculine scent that always made you feel at peace. You felt him playing gently with your hair as you held onto him. His arm rested beneath your head as he laid still on his back. Your head and body moved along with each breath that he took.

You wish that this could be a peaceful moment and that you could sleep a little longer, but the sound of barking made it challenging to do so.

A quiet groan escaped you in irritation as you listened to the irritating noises.

"That's probably the damn dog," Ray said, referring to your puppy.

"No way. It can't be... She's already inside," you stated with your eyes closed. You don't recall leaving anything open before leaving for your date the night before. You knew you were forgetful at times, but you can't remember ever doing so recklessly. Was it because you were so upset with Ray that you forgot to close your back door to keep her in?

If Ray...

"I'm going to check," he muttered tiredly, shifting from beneath you to the bed's edge. As you watched his figure slide from beneath the soft white sheets, you opened your eyes tiredly. He sat on the ledge in only his boxers, massaging his face with his palms to shake off the lethargy.

You breathed a sigh of relief as the dog abruptly stopped barking. Even if she did stop, you knew better than to dismiss it. She doesn't bark at random. Small whistling sounds could be heard, indicating that she was maybe whimpering. She's probably afraid and needs assistance getting back into your house.