Just Us... (A Ray Ray/Mindless Behavior Story)

Chapter Thirty- Mississippi: Ray vs. Chuckee

Chapter 30: RayRay

Mississippi: Ray vs. Chuckee

It was bound to happen and why not in Mississippi when both Ray and Chuckee meet face to face backstage at a Diggy concert.

Ray walks up to Chuckee boldly confronting him in congrats to having his sloppy seconds. Pulling out his iPhone to the picture of KELEKA and him in Miami. Chuckee brushed him off at first but when he started to talk trash about KELEKA being trash, Chuckee was so angry he stood face to Ray with Ray:

"Are you fucking kidding me, nigga you ain't a patch off her ass? You got to be the dumbest nigga alive to cheat on a chick so bad. She don't need you nigga get your shit right." Chuckee supported.

"You better get the fuck out my face man!"

"Talk shit if you want. You don't want it,". Security for Chuckee stands in view, "You just mad, but you a lucky nigga though cuz she love you. She respect you, She classy to. You keep passing her I tell you one thing I'll damn sure take her off your hands. Give her the world she'll never have to worry," Chuckee pushed pass Ray.

Prodigy, Princeton and Roc watch the encounter in agreement with Chuckee, Prodigy replies, "You have been treating her real messed up. Playing her in front people embarrassing her."

"Yo, real shit! You a dickhead I know but you really a dickhead for being like you are. She be doing anything for you. I'm glad that nigga called you out on it because I going to," Roc mentioned. The boys walked away towards the stage leaving Ray straggling behind.

Bite The Bullet

"Hey girl where you been?" Markisha asked in deep concern.

"I just went home to Atlanta for awhile."

"You went HOME to Atlanta for awhile? Yeah ok? Let's take a ride?"

How did she know I was in California? I love Markisha, she hold no punches. So it shouldn't have surprised me when I drove up Ray was posted up on the side of the Charger. I get out the car looking at Ray who wouldn't even look at me. "How you going to be posted up on Instagram with another nigga?" Ray blurted looking at the ground.

"Fuck outta here nigga. How you going to be all up on TMZ with BabyDoll? Being all rude showing your ass to her like she been riding through all your crazy side jawn shit lately," Markisha blurted rolling her eyes, "You owe the girl an apology."

Markisha looked at Ray who was fuming because everyone had been taking my side clearly. But at the end of the day it wasn't about sides it was about respect. I saw it all over Ray, he was wrong. He just couldn't and wouldn't admit it. He had nothing to say so I got back in my car and sped off to go to our house to pack my things were close to finished.

"For real though Bro? You just gonna let her walk away?" Markisha stomps off into the house slamming the door behind her.

Ray jumps in the car it starts raining, driving up to the door of the house and into the drive way blocking Me in. I walk in the door removing the last box into the car. Ray snatching the box out my hand, "Please let me talk to you?"

"I been gone for weeks and now you just wanting to talk?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know Ray? Why do you have to be such jerk?" I scream over the rain.

Fighting back an explanation, I walk toward my last box putting it in the trunk of the Range Rover I rented. "It hurt! It hurt me to see you with that nigga!" Ray stood face to face with me.