No Pixel Oneshots

Confusion (2)

"Raymond what are you doing? Are you crazy?" Ray snapped. Everyone knew her energy had been different for the past few days but only a few people knew the reason for that. She didn't really care when Raymond twatted about blood being shed, she thought it was a hollow threat and nothing else.

But boy, was she wrong. "We were literally just a small fling, nothing else!" She basically yelled at him. "And Tommy and Lana are literally together. I don't know what the fuck possessed you to bring you here," she groaned.

"It didn't seem like that when you broke things off with me today. On a phone call and that too, after lying to me!" Raymond defended, fed up with the girl and her supposed lies.

"What do you mean? I didn't lie about shit." She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Well clearly you did when so many people are saying it." He practically spat at her, making her heart sink. "Who said what?" Her voice was small and unsure as she spoke. She didn't lie about anything as far as she knew so why and who would tell Raymond otherwise?

"Tommy, Lana and even literally your own boys said so," 

"What are you talking about?" She asked, bewildered. "Lied about what and what did my boys say?"

"You lied about the Lana voodoo thing!" He yelled, frustrated with her facade. The girl looked at Tommy and Lana, bewildered. "I did not lie about that!" She looked at them with a questionable gaze. "The fucking doll is still in their kitchen," She defended herself, completely forgetting about what Raymond had said about her boys.

"Ray, side bar, please?" Tommy asked her, trying his best to save everyone in this extremely messy situation. "Which Ray?" Ray asked, squinting her eyes at him accusingly.

"Female Ray," He replied, walking away from the crowd settled in the Mandem block. Who knew the situation would blow so out of proportion. That too, especially during what Ray felt like was one the worst weeks ever.

"Did you tell him I lied?" She asked him through gritted teeth, getting straight to the point.

"When him and I talked, he was talking all crazy. It seemed like he was ready to kill, I was just trying to save everyone from bloodshed as he had said." Tommy defended himself even though he knew he was in the wrong. "I thought he'd kill Lana!" He added, trying to seem like the right person.

"So, to defend Lana, you put me under the bus, made me look like the bad guy and put my life at risk. Great! Just great!" she scoffed at him, rolling her eyes. "You defended Lana, alright but what if he came for me, hearing that?" She stepped closer to the man, her eyes accusing. "What if he killed me, Tommy? Would you have taken responsibility?"

"You know what? Let me answer that for you," She added when he didn't speak further. "You wouldn't have, you know why?" He looked at her, sucking in a breath. "Because you Tommy T," She pointed an accusing finger at him, pushing it into his chest, her nail digging into his vest. "are a pussy." she snarled. "You couldn't be fucking honest with me nor Lana about each other, turns out you have another million flings and when the time comes for you to own up to the mess you created, you fucking put people ahead, pooling their quota with lies so you could hide behind them like the fucking coward you are."

Tommy's eyes widened at the girl's words. She had been so quiet this past week, seeing her like this now, it seemed like something in her snapped. Tommy could sense she was just taking out her pent up anger, frustration and other emotions form another situation on him. But he let her. Because at the end of the day, whatever she was saying was true. Most of it, atleast and he knew that.

"I'm sorry, okay? I was just trying my best to save everybody—"

"Yeah, everybody but me," She rolled her eyes, turning to face the crowd again. "You'll go there and tell Raymond that I did not in fact lie, I want no arguments." This new side of her was scary. She wasn't holding back like she used to, she didn't seem scared, timid. She wasn't worried about the repercussions and was ready to face everyone and anyone head on. Except for one person.