Me, Myself, and I (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 17 Can't Take It

Tuesday, July 18, 2006 at 3:23 p.m.

Prodigy

        This vacation is now turning into a nightmare. I can't get my mind off of Ray and Roc. Of course Ross and I have been to other places in Miami, and I had a great time, but Ray and Roc have been clouding my mind and more importantly the guy Ray was dancing with that night. I hope he wasn't who I think he was, but by the way he was holding Ray, I'm guessing that is who I think it was.

        Ross and I were chilling in the hotel room. Ross ordered room service before we went out again. We heard a knock on the door and a man yell out room service. Ross got up to open the door and got the food bringing it back in the room. We got what we wanted and then sat down our beds and started to eat. Well, Ross was eating and I was picking at my food. I wasn't really that hungry now due to what's been on my mind. 

        "Prod, what's wrong man?" Ross asked as he was slurping his spaghetti. Maybe it is time I come out to Ross with the truth. I'm tired of lying to him and he'll probably halfway understand what I'm dealing with.

        "Ross, I got to tell you something," I said putting my fork down and facing him.

        "Yeah, man wassup?" He asked doing the same thing.

        It took me a while before I finally spoke. "Ross, I haven't been truthful to lately."

        What do you mean?" He asked sounding scared.

        "I mean I haven't told you the complete truth about anything. For instance like Ray," I paused because I was getting ready to choke up. "he really didn't go out of town to take care of his mom. Instead he left New York and possibly never going back." Ross sat in nothing but pure silence which scared me, but I continued anyway. "And when I said a special friend came into town, no one came into town. I was hanging with Ray for those few days I've been gone."

        Ross was turning more red by the second. For all I know he could be turning any color of the rainbow when he hears what more I have to say. "Also, I wasn't walking around town when I got shot, I was at a prostitute headquarters trying to save Ray when his pimp shot me."

        "Wait, so you're trying to say your friend Ray is a prostitute?" Ross asked angrily. I nodded only for Ross to get up and beat on me like I cheated on him. I was trying to block his shots, but he was strong.

        He stopped beating on me after a few seconds and starting yelling. "Why didn't you tell me all this from the jump?!"

        "I didn't want you to judge him because he was a prostitute," I said.

        "Oh my goodness, Prodigy! You know me, I would not have cared if was a prostitute. I wouldn't care if he was a stripper in a male prison, as long as he's not stuck up, it's all good, but now you got me beating on your back and cussing like no tomorrow!" I guesss I should've thought about that. Ross is a pretty easy-going guy and he doesn't judge anyone based on their occupation. Now that I think about it, what the hell was I thinking about hiding the truth from my best friend. Now I'm afraid he's not going to trust me anymore.

        I sighed. "Ross, I am sorry I didn't tell you the truth from the very beginning. I thought you weren't going to handle all of this before, but now I see if I were to tell you before you probably wouldn't beat on my back like an ape."

        "You damn right I wouldn't have," he laughed and then I did too. I like moments like this. We could be so angry and then we end up laughing.

        "Yeah, but man I'm sorry. Do you trust me still?" I asked.

      "Prod, I know you lied to me, but I still trust you, just promise you won't lie to me ever again. Especially about something like this," he said and came over to give me hug and I returned the favor.

        "I won't, Ross. I love you man.

        "I love you, too, Prod." We held on longer than what we should've been, but I wanted the moment to keep going.

        We pulled away, but Ross was still in my arms. We looked in each other's eyes and I never noticed, but he had some pretty eyes. I didn't realize until I felt him leaning in. As much as I wanted to lean in and kiss his lips and know what they felt like, I couldn't do that because he's engaged. I stopped him before we touched.

        "Ross, I can't do that to you. You're engaged and I don't want you, or us really, going back with any secrets to Keith," I said. Ross looked a little hurt at first, but he could understand where I am coming from.

        "Prod, you're right. What the hell was I thinking? I'm engaged, dammit."

        "Hey Ross, it's okay. I know you wanted to put some creme in the coffee," I laugh and eventually he does too.

        "Shut up, Prod," he says and pushes me lightly. We stop laughing after a bit and Ross continued to talk. "So do you have any clue where Ray is now?"

        I sighed. I promised him I wouldn't lie anymore so here goes nothing. "Yes, I do. He's right here in Miami and the first time I saw him was the night we went to jazz club and he was there wrapped in another guy's arms and that's why I wanted to leave," I said all in one breath. I was breathing heavily while Ross stared at me like I had something on my face.

        "Oh my gosh, I was wondering what going on with you that night. Dragging me into the limo and everything. But one question, would you like to talk to Ray?" he asked.

        "Yes," I paused. "I would like to, but I don't know if he would talk to me. Plus, I don't know where he is in this city."

        "Oh stop thinking like that. We're going to find him even if it kills us, which I hope it doesn't," he laughed and I did too. Only Ross can make me laugh at a moment like this.

        We stop laughing and silence over takes the room for a few seconds until Ross breaks. "So the point is starting tomorrow we are going on a hunt for Ray, but we are still going to have a good time here. We only got a week left so let's make it adventurous. You got it?" He asked and then put in mid-air for a high five, which I returned. 

        "Yeah, I got it." I held onto his hand longer than what was supposed to be. His hands felt soft which made me hold on longer. He tried to pull away slowly, but it's like he really didn't want to and I didn't want to either. I don't know what kind of emotions were taking over me because next I know I put my lips against his.

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Hello out there in Wattpad Land! Haha! Well here is the seventeenth chapter of Me, Myself, and I. Let me know what you guys think in the comments of course. 

Well it's my fourth week of school and so far there's no drama and I hope it stays that way. So about the story, what did you guys think of that kiss though? I thought it was one of those's this is so wrong, but it felt so right moments.

Oh well, I'm glad I could update on a school night and hopefully I can do it again. It's 9:25 p.m. where I am so as I always say:

Vote, comment, spread something (anything but STDs), my anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun, and DEUCES!!!!!!