Ray Diaz

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It was the day of Jake and Chance's bachelor party, and there were obviously no girls aloud. Jake was only telling me this so I could "distract" Erika and T. I didn't want to do it but I had no choice. I walk downstairs from my room to get some food.
"Hey sexy." Ray says doing a flip on the trampoline.
"Oh me, I thought you were talking about yourself." I say sarcastically. Ray and I have been dating for a few months. "So what's going on?" I ask.
"Just getting ready for the party." Ray says kissing my cheek.
"Oh, I thought you were coming to the movies with me, T, and Erika." I disappointedly say.
"Oh, ya, sorry. Jake said he wanted me to be like the "stripper"." He says looking away from my eyes.
"Oh, that's great." I say rolling my eyes.
"Hey, don't be mad please. I'm only doing for the vlog. Nothing else baby." Ray begs.
"Whatever, I just hate you showing your body off to Jakes fans. I hate seeing all the comments about how hot you are or how good your body is, I should be the only one seeing it." I say a bit upset.
"I know, I know. Don't start this fight again, please. I promise nothing will happen." Ray says pointing his pinky at me. I connect our pinky's and kiss his cheek and walk upstairs. I trust him, but not fully.
The movie ended and we were on our way home.
"That was a good movie." I say as I pull into the driveway.
"Ya, it was." Erika and Tessa both say. 
I open the door to the house and see Ray shirtless and another girl touching his abs. Seeing that broke me. Before I could talk, or yell, Tessa and Erika storm in and start to yell at Jake and Chance for having "strippers" in the house. Instead of me also yelling I just run upstairs. And I understand that that's a child move, going upstairs and locking my door, but seeing another girl touch my boyfriend hurts.
I walk in my room and slam the door, just to make sure Ray heard me. I throw my phone and lay on my bed.
"I'm not going to cry, that's being over dramatic." I say to myself turning on my speakers and grabbing my phone. I connect my phone and turn the volume up all the way. (Play music) I scroll through Spotify and start to play This is my version, a cover by Conner Maynard. I start to play it and sing along, ignoring everything downstairs. I turn on my camera and face the lens down on my bed, making it black. As I sing I hear my pin being put into my door. I ignore it and keep singing.
"Nicky?" I hear a faint voice say. I don't bother looking at it and keep singing. I don't want to ignore this, but right now I need to. I feel like shit, why should I listen. "Nicky, I know you're mad, please listen to me." I feel the bed dip down and a hand placed on my leg. I turn up the music louder and move the hand off of my leg. I look at the hand then at the person the hand is attached to. I see Ray with fuzzy eyes.
"He never cry's." I think to myself. I see him stand up and grab my phone. He turns down the music and starts to speak. "Look, you don't have to talk, just listen. I would never ever cheat on you. Yes she touched my stomach. But I didn't enjoy it. Nicky I love you." I look Ray in the eyes now, he's never said that.
"W-what?" I stutter out.
"Yes, Nicole Castee, I'm in love with you, and I always have. Please obviously I would never let anyone hurt you, and I don't want to be the person to hurt you, ever. So I'm so, so sorry." Ray says grabbing my hands.
"Ray, I love you too." I say kissing his lips, "and I will for a long, long time."

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