All Grown Up - Washington Series 3 {Completed}

[2] Thinking about Raye

[2] Thinking about Raye

Corey Gibson

25, 26, 27....28

I stared at the ceiling and continued to count the deep breaths of the woman beside me. I think her name was Sandra or Samantha.....maybe Sarah? Honestly I didn't care. She wasn't going to be anything permanent in my life, just someone to satisfy my needs temporarily.

I slid out of the bed and searched for my clothing on the hard wood floors. When I located them I walked out of the room as quiet as possible and shut the door behind me. I was trying my best to avoid the awkard conversation after a one night stand. From the jump when I met her at the gym I told her that I wasn't looking for anything serious. She still wanted to go out to dinner and invited me upstairs afterwards for a drink. I didn't stop her from taking my clothing off and climbing on top of my d*ck.

Women had the tendency to try and change my mind about relationships. They all thought that they would be the one to claim my heart but it was already taken. I gave that shit away years ago.

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I got home around 3am and was too wired to sleep so I turned the televison on and switched the setting from cable to dvd. I grabbed a drink from the fridge and sat down to watch my favorite movie. It was a favorite because it featured the woman of my dreams - Raye Washington. I've seen it a thousand times since it released last year and I probably had every line memorized but whenever I wanted to hear her voice, this was the best option I had.

The girl I knew at 14 had grown into a sexy woman....a beautiful woman. No matter what was going on in the scene my eyes stayed on her and I watched her every move.

During the love scenes I imagined her with me. I imagined that she was telling me that she wanted and loved me and that her lips were pressed against mine instead of her co-star. It was a punk thing to admit but it was the truth. In these moments I got to see the real Raye. During interviews or public appearances she always appeared to be nervous and scared but when she was acting and pretending to be someone else she felt comfortable.

I was shocked at first when I heard that she was working as a actress but then again she was stunning and people gravitated towards her. She was meant to be a star so that she could share herself with the world. On so many occasions I wanted to tell her that I was proud of her but I knew that she didn't want to speak to me. When she first moved out to California I tried calling, texting, and sending messages through facebook but she would ignore all of my attempts. I was so desperate that I even called Liam and asked him to send messages to her. He would try but she would walk away whenever my named was mentioned. It gotten to the point that Liam stopped trying to talk about me because it was affecting their relationship.

At my last resort I started writing to her. I would send a email every week telling her how much I loved her and how sorry I am for what happened 5 years ago. One drunken night ended the relationship I had with her and I don't blame her for hating me. I wouldn't want to speak to me either.

I closed my eyes and dreamt of a alternate world....a world where that night never happened and Raye was still with me.

I slowly fell asleep a few moments later.

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A constant banging on my apartment door disturbed my sleep hours later. I got up off the couch and looked through the peep hole to see who it was. Liam stood on the other side of the door smiling at me.

"I know you see me shitface...open the door," he shouted.

I laughed, "I'm sorry I didn't order any gay prostitutes. Whatever you're selling I don't want any!" I returned. Liam laughed and shot me a bird.