This Is Me ( stud x fem )

Chapter 19 - Morning Changes

Ray
  Run together?
  She's quiet.
  "Baby, just come home to me." Ray says. "I love you. And if you move, I'm not gonna give up! Raylynn and I will be right behind you, looking for you. Just come down here and talk to us please." Okay call me a blackmailer, but of course I brought Raylnn... Maybe her tears will keep Summer here.
  She walks away from the window. I wait a while with hope, but I know its real when her light goes off.
  I frown. "Cmon, RayRay. Let's go home."
  Raylynn starts crying. "Does mummy not love us anymoewee Diddy? What did I do?" Raylynn turns to the building, making a scene. She starts yelling at it. "Mummy! Mummy! Im sorry. I'll-I'll pick up my toys fwom now on! I'll bwush my teeth wiffout you and Diddy telling me. I'll stop cwying so much. You won't even haff to tuck me in."
  People are starting to stare as I try pulling RayRay back to the car. She won't budge i pick her up and Todd her over my shoulder.
  "I'll even leave y'all alone sometimes. I'll learn how to wead my own bedtime stowies! Just pwease, PWEASE, PWEEEEAAASE, come home. We miss you! We came all the way out here to tell you how much we love you mummy! Diddy put me down!"
  By now RayRay is pissing me off. "Give it up! It's over! She gone baby!"
  RayRay starts crying as I walk her to the car. All of a sudden the crying stops. "MUMMY!!!!" She hops off of my arms. "Mummy, Mummy, Mummy!"
  I turn around and see the love off my life standing there with her bags in tears as RayRay runs to her. My jaw drops. Thank God for RayRay! I smile. Then, I run to her. "BabyGirl!"
  She hugs both of us at the same time. "I'm coming home babies. I love y'all! I love y'all."
  "We love you too!"
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Mo POV
  So Ray and Summer been going strongs as fuck y'all! RayRay start school next week. TT baby growing up! Well Me and..... Lol. Well let me give you the whole story.
Hey Yall! Okay. I didnt formally introduce myself. I'm Mo. Y'all know me as Ray's homie and I stay with them. Ima stem and a drug dealer with Ray. I dress however the fuck I feel like. Some people I'm say too girly to be a stemme, but shiid, I do whatever the fuck I wanna do.
  I've known Ray and Jae since the fucking.... First grade. But Dee? I met her a couple weeks ago when she started talking to Ray. Y'all wanna hear about it? Oh. No? Hell, idrgaf.
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...a couple weeks before...
Mo POV
  I woke up to the sound my phone ringing loud as fuck. It's Ray.
  "Yo man," I answer.
  Ray freaking out. "The trap alarm just went off, bitch. Ain't it yo shift?"
  "Fuck na!" I say. "This on Jae. We switched."
  "Aww hell! So what you fucking telling me is boffa yall think the other one's there. I called Jae, she said the same shit. Ugh. The safe aint been open so we'll check it up after school. Dude, I got this girl and hell... She fine.. I think..... I dunno." Ray sounds serious.
  "Alright can't wait to meet her." I say then I hang up.
  The girl I had sex with last night rolls over. She's a stud. What. The. Fuck. "Who was that?"
  I shrug. "Just a little work," I say rubbing somebody's head. I was so drunk last night. I don't even know who it was. "Um... Who are you?"
  She laughs. "I'm Diamond. Do you remember anything from last night?"
  "Not really, but my head hurt so I was probably drunk. Oh shit!" I start yelling. "Did I have drunk sex?" I hate drunk sex. You can't recall anything and its annoying as fuck. "I said I wouldn't do that shit anymore."
  Diamond laughs. "No... You were conscious. No alcohol actually."
  I look at her confused. "I just-"
  Diamond grabs my hand. "Come to the bathroom, I'll show you."
  I take her hand reluctantly. I realize all I have on is a T shirt and Im not even at my house.
   I'm led to a bathroom inside of what I assume is Diamond's room. "What is it," I ask.
  We stand in her long mirror. She stands behind me with her hands on my shoulders.
  "Look at your stomach," she says. "I surprised you didnt feel it."
  She lifts up her shirt on me. I have on her boxers too. I see my stomach bruised.
  I point at the biggest bruise. "Who did this to me?" I ask.
  Diamond laughs. "Oh, that's a hickey from last night by yours truly." She points at the smallest ones. "Those are from your fights. And these little cuts," she starts. "They were there before seems like."
  I look down. Okay maybe I cut myself sometimes, but Im not crazy. I have reason.
  Diamond rests her chin on my shoulder. "Gonna tell me what they are?"
  I shake my head.
  She sighs. "Not gonna push."
  I let go of my shirt.
  She pulls the collar to the side. "Uh, my bad that's a hickey, too. You have bruises on the other side tho." Damn she fucked me good, huh? Im getting flashbacks of last night. Neck biting, hair pulling. Oh my god. I fucked a stud that thinks Im a fem, and Im a stem. It was so good. I loved it. Oh my gosh. She's so sexy. Is this wrong?
  "What happened?" I asked.
  "You were in a gang fight, beautiful. Now how did a pretty little thing like you get in a gang fight." Dee says rubbing my arms up and down.
  I laugh. "Being in a gang, of course!"
  Diamond looks confused. "Come down for breakfast, mama. My sister's in town so she cooked a lil something for us. She helped me carry you in last night."
  "Carry me?" I ask.
  She looks at my thigh. Its wrapped up.
  "I GOT SHOT?" I yell. "Oh shit! Where my clothes? Where my pistol man?"
  Diamond grabs me. "Uhm the codine I gave you gonna wear off any second so you might wanna tone it down. Lemme carry you."
  "Im fi-" It hurts! "Oh shit!"
  Without questions or answers she picks me up. "C'mon, I got school today. My first week back in town, and I used to go to Eastbeach. So this is new. "
  She carries me downstairs. She has a nice ass house. Is this beachfront? Or is that long ass pool? Pooool!
  When we made it to the kitchen, Diamond's sister runs to me. "Oh my Gosh, are you okay?" she asks.
  I smile. "Im fine. Thanks. Its starting to hurt."
  "You smoke weed?" Diamond asks. "'Cause I got something for that."
  I nod.
  "Alright. Ill let you hit it before we leave. You gotta go change for school huh?" she asks.
  I nod again.
  She kisses my head. "You'll be okay, ma." Okay, I know Im a stem, but she makes me feel like Bonnie.... (Bonnie and Clyde) She's  healing gun wounds, taking me, home, and fucking me nice. Princess shit in my eyes.
  She fixes my plate and her and her sister whisper about me. Well I think it's about me because her sister, Destiny keeps smiling this way. Diamond's perfect if I wasnt a stem. People judge for being gay but imagine stud and stem.... She's still perfect.
  A little girl runs in in PJs. "DAAAADDDYYYYYYY, youre home!"
  Not perfect! She has a little girl!
  The girl jumps on Diamond
  Diamond laughs. "I'll see you when I get home, Tiny.  You're up too early give Mommy some rest." When she said Mommy she meant Destiny. What. The. Fuck.
  Tiny runs back upstairs. "Okay Daddy. Love you."
  Destiny smiles. "Thats my five year old sorry. Shes such a smart handful." So its not Diamond's kid. Great.
  Diamond brings me my plate with some weed for me to roll on the side - Talking about Gourmet! -and hits Destiny with the towel. "She's mine!"
  Destiny rolls her eyes. "Just because she calls you Daddy means nothing."
  Diamond looks at me. "I'm gonna get dressed before I take you home."
  I flinch at the sound of home. "Uhm... I really don't wann..." I start rolling the weed.
  Destiny looks at me. "Don't wanna go home? What's there? Who's there? Are you okay?"
  Diamond pops Destiny. "Leave her alone. You have money? I could take you to the mall or something."
  Destiny has an aha moment. "You can borrow mine. My clothes. I mean, just for today."
  I smile. "Thanks so much."
  Destiny smiles anytime.
  Diamond grabs her keys as she gets a text. "I got to go, but I'll see you later?" she asks.
  I look confused. "Uhhhh?"
  "Well after all of this I hope I deserve at least a date," she says.
  I smile. "It's just... Im a-" I start to tell her Im a stem, but shes so perfect that I dont wanna fuck it up. Im lying. Even though I never said it, I lied. Lies.
  "C'mon," she urges on. "Just cmon!"
  I laugh. "Fine! (915) 708-6813. Text me."
  She types it in. "Got it. I never really caught your name."
  "It's Monique."
  I scream in my head. I just gave her my complete name instead of Mo. Im lying without lying.
  Morning Changes.