Chapter Fourteen
New Life: Part Two- The Welcoming
I woke up in the bedroom. Did he carry me in here? I asked myself looking around completely confused on how I got in the bedroom.
I got up, brushed my teeth, combed my hair back in a ponytail and walked into the living room. Ray was on the computer sitting at the island of the kitchen video chatting with his mother on FaceTime. I couldn’t hear anything that was being said because he had on ear plugs when I came out. The only part I caught was him saying I woke up in the middle of the night twice from nightmares where something happened to him. I walked up to him asking if he ate yet.
"Nah you cooking?" he grabbed my hips close to him as he kisses my lips.
"You know I am," I smiled, " who you being fresh in front of kissing and stuff?"
"My mom..." he laughs playfully.
"Your mom? Oh my God, Ray? Why would you do that?" I lightly tap his leg I roll my eyes and shook my head.
He unplugs the headphones and she says, "Oh please girl ain't nobody worried about you." Ray looks at me as if he knew that she felt way which is why he did it. She went to say that she was having a family dinner the following day and she didn't want to hear any excuses that we needed to be there. Just like that we were on a flight to California. I was nerves on top of nerves. Devin arranged for us to pick up Range Rover at the airport rental area on reserve. From there Ray drove since he knows California better than myself. I was quiet the whole ride not muttering but a few words. Ray saw there was a difference in my approach to him. Out of no where, he asked if he did something wrong while at a red light just a block or so from his mother’s house.
"No you’re perfect," I smiled in unease.
"So why you not happy?" he pulls off now that the light was green.
"I am happy, I'm just nervous."
"Why?"
"I don't know, I just am. I hope I can be a good wife for you."
He looked at me and smiled shacking his head as if I should know that I would be. I noticed that as soon as we pulled in front of the door Mama Keyshia was standing outside. Ray got out the car greeting someone he knew and Mama Keyshia rushed over to me grabbing my hand to look at the ring. In excitement she grabbed me in a bear hug but mother's know when something is wrong. "Wow? What's with the long face?" she asked and it was just enough to make spill the beans.
"Ugh, I'm nervous say I'm not a good wife. Only one woman in my family is still married maybe I don't know what a wife is. And Mama Keyshia I'm scared of having kids, say after I have it he think I'm ugly and want to leave?" I burst out in a rant of my mind.
"Oh my God child. Woo Woo Woo! Take a breath! Listen to me," she plods my eyes with her fingertips to keep my makeup from dripping, "Calm down. What you feel is completely normal. Your normal reaction is to run back to what your used to. I understand your nerves. Your a very successful and responsible woman. The age thing bothers you. You've trained yourself to love your family and work rather than a man. You’re scared, ok. But one thing I know you can handle this because you're already doing everything as wife does without the ring. You love my son and my son loves you. It's time to let go of the past baby, all that hurt and heal. Ok?"
Now how did she know all that? She was right on time. I reached into my purse, pulled down the sunray shield and freshened up my makeup with a light bronzer. Mama Keyshia walked away, said a couple words to Ray and walked into the house full of guest who seemed to be waiting on us to come in? I walked over to Ray who was still talking to his acquaintance who walked into the house. Ray looked at me as if he hadn't noticed the disarray in my face. He smiled brightly, "You know I love you right?"
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