Don 't tell me you love me.{{ Ray Ray love story }}

Chapter O9 ♥

“Where could she have gone?!” Jae asked in a worried tone. Brie shrugged and continued to pace the  floor.

“We checked the basement, right?” she said. Jae nodded , picking up her phone to try and call her. While they were waiting, they head the lyrics to Drake’s latest song.

“She left her phone. She never leaves anywhere without her phone!” Brie said, chewing her finger.

“We need to call the police!” Jae exclaimed, dialing 911. As soon as it started to ring, the doorbell rang. Brie went to answer it and saw Tiffany and Rayan covered in chocolate, snickering in front of a cop.

“These yours?” he asked. Brie nodded, unable to say anything.

“Who was at the,” Jae said when she walked into the living room and saw them. She shook her head and snatched them inside.

“Thank you, officer. They won’t do it again,” she smiled, practically slamming the door in his face.

“Wait, I have to give them a warning paper!” he said as the door almost hit him in the nose. He chuckled and shook his head, making his way to his squad car. Jae looked at them. They were both giggling. She rolled her eyes and walked towards them, smelling them.

“Is that…nutella?” she asked, furrowing her eyebrows. Tiffany tried not to laugh while Ray looked down, nodding. Jae shook her head. “Who’s gonna tell me what happened?”

They looked at each other, indecisive of who was going to explain what happened. After a series of “No, you tell her!” exchanged between the both of them, Jae covered her ears.

“You two are ridiculous. Tiff tell me what happened,” she said, folding her arms.

“Weeeelllll, Wesley had gotten done with the pillow then started growling at the window so I went over there to see what was going on and Ray snatched me out the window and took me to the park under the ‘love tree’ where we were supposed to have a picnic but then we started to wrestle with the chocolate and nutella aand got arrested for public disturbance,” she finished, rocking back and forth on her heels like a child. Jae shook her head.

“Y’all are old as dust out here getting arrested for public disturbance. Something is wrong with that picture,” she said. Brie walked in, hanging up her phone.

“ChressyPooh is on his way for you some clothes,” she said, pointing to Ray. Ray chuckled.

“ChressyPooh. I’m going  to remember that one,” Jae snarled at him.

“You’re in trouble, you’re not allowed to joke.” He sat quiet, trying not to laugh.

“You two go get cleaned up. Ray, go to the guest bathroom. Tiff, go to Jae’s bathroom. We don’t need you two in there baby-making” she said, putting her phone in her bra. Tiff snickered and made her way upstairs as Ray followed her. He looked around in the maze of hallways, not knowing where he was going. He shrugged and tip-toed behind Tiff to Jae’s bathroom. While she was going through her bag to grab some clothes and a towel, Ray snuck in the shower and closed the curtain behind him. Tiff stood in the mirror , taking her hair out of a ponytail and turning the radio on.

“She said she love me, she wanna hug me, what rhymes with hug me?” the stereo blasted. She danced around a little as she took her clothes off. Ray peeked through the curtains and watched her intently. His eyes widened as she shook her hips  in the mirror, taking off the remainder of her clothes. He saw her making her way over to the shower and tried to sneak out of the other side of the shower. While she was bending over, adjusting the water to the shower, he stared for a minute. He bit his lip and looked down at his current situation. He tried to make his way out of the bathroom but ran into Jalynn.

“Didn’t I tell y’all freak asses no baby making?! You supposed to be in the other bathroom, fool!” she growled, looking at him. Her eyes trailed his body and saw his boner. Her eyes widened, and she covered it up with the towel she was going to give him. “Go wash up, hornball,” she said, walking out the room. He chuckled and shook his head, looking for the bathroom. He opened doors in hopes of seeing a toilet. Instead, he saw Brieon making her way on top of Chresanto. He covered his eyes.

“DUDE! LOCK THE FUCKING DOOR!” he said, shaking his head. Brie scurried off of him and rolled onto the floor. Chres looked at him and smirked.

“My bad, my bad. Here go your clothes with yo arrested ass,” he chuckled, tossing him a duffel bag. Ray rolled his eyes and walked out, shivering at the thought of them getting it in. He made his way to the guest bathroom and showered up. While he was drying off, he heard a knock on the door. He wrapped up in a towel and went to answer the door. It was Tiffany. She was wearing nothing but a sports bra and boyshorts, what she normally wore around the house. She looked at him intently. His chest was still a little wet and his hair was all over the place, dripping wet.

"Uh, I was just checking on you, to make sure you were-" she didn't finish her sentence before he snatched her inside the bathroom and closed the door. He couldn't help himself. He held her by the waist and kissed her lips softly. She was taken by surprise so she simply slinked her arms around his neck. As the kiss deepened, he picked her up and sat her on the sink. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled her closer. She pulled away, leaving him confused.

"W-where are you going?" he asked in a confused tone. She opened the door and looked at him.

"You really want someone to bust in on us?" she smirked, grabbing his clothes and walking out. He rolled his eyes and followed her. She walked into her room in Jae's house, leaving him once again, confused. He looked in every room until he found her. When he finally did, she was going through his clothes. He walked in slowly and locked the door behind him. She was putting on his t-shirt and his basketball shorts that Chres had brought him. He snickered.

"What are you doing?" he asked her. She rolled over on the bed to face away from him.

"I ain't doing nothing. I'm showing you the correct way to wear clothes, obviously," she said, posing like she was in a vogue magazine. He shook his head and slipped his boxers on, pulling his hair back in a ponytail. He threw a brush at her and sat between her legs on the bed.

"You know you wanna do my hair," he smirked, getting comfortable. She hit him with the brush and started detangling it. He frowned as she made a part down the middle with her fingernail, since she didn't have a comb. She started to give him two braids down the side. He kept moving his head everytime she seperated his hair.

"Damnitt, Tiff I'm tenderheaded!" he growled, folding his arms. She yanked his hair so that he could face her.

"If you would have told me this earlier, I would have been more gentle," she snarled, rolling her eyes.

"That's it," he said, turning around to tackle her.She yelped as he jumped on her, trying to pin her down. She tried to fight him off, rolling them both onto the floor. Brie and Jae ran upstairs to see Ray struggling to get his shirt back and Tiff ontop of him,  trying to bite his arm.

"Awwww mayne didn't Jae say no baby making?!" Brie said, shaking her head at them. Ray moved his head to look at her.

"Now you know you the last person to talk about baby making," he smirked at her, rolling Tiff off of him. Brie blushed hard and looked down. Chres walked in and kissed Brie on the neck, making her giggle.

"Why you leave me, though?" He mumbled against her neck, making her blush harder. Ray snickered, catching his attention.

"Well, hello ChressyPooh. Glad you came to join us," he smiled. Chres glared at him, then saw Tiffany with her shirt halfway off and her hair frizzy.

"Looks like I missed all the action, already."