im that girl ( honey cocaine & tyga love story )

chapter 21

"what are you doing here ray?"

"i came by to see how you were doing you know the other day we talked didn't go so well."

"im so over that but we can talk another time i really don't have time to talk at the moment im kind of busy."

"doing what?"

right as he asked Micheal came walking out in his boxers. lord Jesus please help me because i don't think i can handle anymore surprises. i mentally rolled my eyes as i turned towards micheal. Ray ended up pushing past me and barging into my house without my permission i may  add.

"yo what the fuck you still doing here?" ray yelled.

"what the fuck you mean what im still doing here im her nigga aint i"

wait pause rewind. the fuck this nigga thinking. gosh this isn't looking to good.

"no you're not my nigga and you should probably go back to your hotel."

"i thought we was chilling today?" micheal said

"uh uh we'll talk another time just gooo"

"ight" and with that he walked back upstairs to get dressed.

i didnt want to turn around and look at Ray because i just knew he was gonna give me the 1st degree. i tried to hurry up and rehearse what i wanted to say before he said something. i finally mustard up enough courage to at least turn and look at him and boy was he upset. i gave a small smile but he continued to mug the hell out of me. hey in my defense i technically didn't do anything.

"i dont have time for a lecture Ray"

" i didnt come to lecture i just wanna know wassup and why do you continue to put up with his clown ass. like forreal call me when you get your head together because the Sochita i knew wouldn't put up with this bullshit." he gave me one last look before he slammed the door.

at this point i was speechless and really wasn't sure how to react to what he just said. You know what im so tired of people always talking about me i guess i cant go nowhere without being judged i might as well go back to california for all the stuff im going through out here. I walked back up the stairs to start packing my bags. when i got up there micheal was just laying in my bed with his eyes closed. i ignored him and continued to go to my closet. i packed all of my toiletries and clothes in my suitcase. i went into the bathroom and grabbed all of my makeup and hair products and put that in  travel size bag. once that was done i waked back into my room and micheal was STILL laying in my bed. I hit him once and he didnt move so i hit him again and he pulled me down towards him.

"Micheal get up im leaving and you were suppose to be gone 15 minutes ago"

"i was waiting for you i figured we could leave together."

An hour later we were heading to the airport to board Micheal's plane. I still felt bad for how things ended with Ray and I. Like he just jumped to conclusions and Micheal's dumb ass didn't do anything to help the situation. Shit always happens to me. Its like i can't make anyone happy.  I tried to facetime him before i got on the plane but he sent me straight to voicemail so i decided to text him.

Me : you still mad at me????

Ray: Fuck off. Don't text my shit.

Me: The fuck is your problem

Ray: you good don't worry bout it. 

I rolled my eyes and shut off my phone. I was so not ready to go back to California. For once i wanted it to be peace and quite but no someone more like Micheal always messes it up. I was well prepared to get some rest on the flight and that's exactly what i did.

Sorry this a shity short chapter i dont even know where im going with this book anymore. I started writing this damn near 5 years ago. I wrote out the book in a composition book but as i started to type on here my ideas kind of drifted away from it. sooooo  bare with me folks <---- is that even the right spelling???? oh well ummm yeah hope yall enjoy :/