Chapter 14 Now Get This Work

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Saturday, July 15, 2006 at 12:09 p.m.

Ray Ray

        It's Saturday and today I want to relax. Kye or Annette can come by, but I want today to be a chill day. I was sitting on the couch eating some of the sweet potato pie Annette brought. I really have to get some groceries in here depending on how long I stay. I do plan on getting a house soon. I was watching television and laughing at the screen until I heard my phone ring. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID to see it was Ronnie.

        I rolled my eyes and picked up the phone. "Hello?" I answered.

        "Hey Ryan. Wassup?"

        "Okay one, it's Rayan, and two, nothing much but what do you want?"

        "Well I'm sorry, Rayan. I was calling to see if you weren't busy today so we could do business today?" I groaned and flopped back on the couch.

        "Didn't I tell you to call me ahead of time?" I nearly yelled.

        "Woah, calm down. I am calling you ahead of time. The owner knows I have been slacking off and if I don't quit it then he'll kick me off the team. Come on, please?" He begged. I didn't want to see his career over before it even started and I'm not trying to loose my job that fast.

        "Fine. What time and where do you want to meet up?"

        "Yes! Uh, my house and at one if you can," he said sounding like a happy child.

        "Alright. See you at one."

        "Yes!" he exclaimed. "Thanks Rayan. Bye." He hung up. I haven't even started working with him and he's already getting on my nerves. I guess that's the cost of working with football players.

        I turned off the TV and got up from the couch to put the pie back in the fridge. I went to the bathroom and turned on the water, stripping myself and getting in. After I was done, I got dressed in something casual, got the paperwork off the counter and headed out. I got off the elevator and headed toward my car, getting in and driving off on the way to his house. I hope I'm not driving out here for nothing again.

        I arrived at his house twenty minutes later. I took a deep breath before getting out the car. I walked up and knocked on the door with him this time immediately answering. I'm guessing he didn't fuck another girl today.

        "Hey Ryan, come on in," he greeted and then let me in. I am so tired of him getting my name wrong. It's not hard to pronounce.

        "You know what, just call me Ray since you can't get Rayan," I said stressing my name.

        "Alright then, Ray. I like that a whole lot better. Now let's get down to business."

        "Yeah we need to. We have alot of stuff we need to discuss like endorsement deals, how much do you make, what your contract says and more."

        "Damn that's alot of work. But anything to keep the people off my back." He sat down on the couch and spreaded out the paper work that was on the table. I joined him on the couch and got out some more of the paperwork he was talking about.

        "Alright let's get down to business," I said. As long as I'm getting paid for this, what could possibly go wrong.

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        "So as a rookie for the Miami Dolphins and the entire NFL, you are going to be making $390,000 a year until you play more in games and average more yards according to what it says here in your contract," I say discussing the contract and his pay. We already went through endorsement deals coming up. "You signed here a five-year contract with the Miami Dolphins and how much is the signing bonus and this contract?"

        "The signing bonus is $7,925,000 and the contract costs $15,345,000 and plus how much I'm going to be making a year."

        "Then you are all set. You are making good money for a rookie."

        "Yes I am. And then I'm going to be playing in Ricky Williams's spot due to his suspension and I heard he's being traded to Canada for a bit so I know that brings in more bucks," he brought up and then smiled.

        "Well I'm glad you're satisfied with what you're getting. You're going to make it big in the NFL, Ronnie."

        He laughed. "Thanks, Ray." There was a moment of silence between us until I saw him look at the ring on my finger. "Ray, are you engaged?"

        "Oh no, not engaged. I just have a boyfriend," I answered. I lit up when I called Kye my boyfriend. It was nice to call him that.

        "I can see you love him. You lit up when you said boyfriemd."

        "Wait, you're okay with your assistant being gay?" I ask in surprise.

        "Yes, I am. I don't judge. So what's his name?"

        "Kyenden, but I call him Kye for short." I lit up again and started blushing. I must really love him if this is happening.

        "Kyenden, nice name." There was more silence between us until I heard his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled his phone and checked his message. I saw his tongue lick his lips meaning it must be a text from a groupie. He put his phone back in his pocket and started picking up the papers. "Uh, if there's isn't anymore business we have to discuss I guess this meeting is over." I collected some of the papers and put them in the binder I had. I walked over to the door and he opened it rushing me out.

        "Call me whenever you want to discuss more business, Ronnie," I said before he closed the door in my face.

        "Yeah, yeah, I'll call you. I'll see you later. Bye Ray." He closed the door in my face. I just shook it off and started walking back to the car. I got in the car and was about to start the ignition until I heard my phone ring. I took it out of my pocket and see it was Kye.

        "Hello?" I answered.

        "Hey, baby. How are you?"

        "I'm good, how are you?"

        "Good, good. So I was wondering if we could go out tonight?"

        "Oh yeah sure. Where?"

        "At this jazz cafe downtown. They have live band, good food. And on a Saturday night, why not?" I thought about it for a moment. I was going to go back to the apartment and chill, but my chill day was ruined with work getting in the way.

        "Oh fine, I'll go," I replied.

        "Good. I'll pick you up at eight."

        "Okay, see you at eight, Kye."

        "Great. Bye Ray."

        "Bye." I hung up and turned on the ignition. I was about to drive off until I saw a white Chevrolet Impala drive up. I bet that's one of his groupies. They stopped and got out the car. She looked very familiar. I got a closer look at her and saw it was who I never would've guessed. Rose.

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And SCENE!!! Hello again. Here is the fourteenth chapter of Me, Myself, and I. I hoped you guys enjoyed it as you guys are welcome to leave comments down below. So what do you guys think of Rose appearing in the story? And being one of Ronnie's groupies? What happened to Edward is what I'm wondering. If you don't know who Edward is then go read the epilogue of In The Mix With A Prostitute.

Well I'm glad I could update again and I'm sorry if this wasn't my best chapter. I'm trying to take it slow so this story is longer. So it's 3:21 a.m. where I am so as I always say:

Vote, comment, spread something (anything but STDs), I don't wanna give you the wrong impression I need love and affection, and DEUCES!!

       

        

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