𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚃 𝙷 𝙸 𝚁 𝚃 𝚈 • 𝙽 𝙸 𝙽 𝙴

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟷𝟽, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸

"Ray!?"

I continued to put distance between us, not feeling safe around him at all. Ever since I found who he really was, I've been off him. For him to find me all the way out here, so far from Houston, was beyond scary to me.

"Fuck is you doin here??" I was automatically starting to raise my voice because I felt threatened by his presence. The fact that this nigga even had the nerve to show his face to me ever again was just so crazy to me. He cocked his head to the side and looked at me as if I was the crazy one.

"Damn. I can't get a hey or nothin??? On some real shit??"

I frowned deeply, really unnerved by the audacity of this sick ass nigga. "Are you insane?!!! I don't fuck with y—"

"Bitch you better watch who you talkin to!" His voice was loud and bombarding. I almost pissed on myself, I was so scared. His voice became way deeper than when he was just talking nicely. It's almost as if he turned into a whole new different person. That shit scared the fuck out of me, no lie but I couldn't let him see that fear in me.

"And if I don't nigga?? Fuck is you gone do? You nothin but a sorry ass, deadbeat ass nigga. The fuck nigga. You know who the fuck my brother is? He'll come air yo whole shit out."

He smiled evilly, stepping closer towards me. "Oh! The same brother that can't even breathe on his own yet?The same brother that got lit the fuck up because his niggas wasn't payin him no attention? Yeah you think I ain't know? You really think I don't know everything about you?? I love you. I know everything there is to know about you. Everything. Shit I'm the one that got that nigga laid out." He wiped at his nose and shrugged his shoulders like this was some normal, civilized conversation.

I shook my head no as I backed away from him some more. I laughed in his ridiculous ass face, a face I once wanted to ride on. I don't know what the actual fuck I was thinking. "Nah. Yous a joke nigga." I waved him off, not understanding why he wouldn't leave me the fuck alone.

"Am I really? Who you think set ya house on fire? See Pieree baby girl, you got the game fucked all the way up. That retarded ass bitch can't do shit for you. Not like I can. So be with me?" He asked like the last sentence was nothing. He was really starting to sound deranged as fuck the longer we talked to each other.

I immediately shook my head no to his crazy ass question. "Nah Ray. I can't do that. I don't love you. Never did." I backed up quickly to make sure he wouldn't try any sneaky shit. Good to know this nigga really is crazy. I watched him until I got to the door. I bumped into it pretty hard and the instructor heard it.

"Ma'am, are you alright? The class is almost up."

I turned to look at her for a split second and when I turned back around, Ray was nowhere to be found.

"Miss?" She tapped my shoulder, grabbing my attention again. "Huh? Oh I'm sorry, yeah I'm okay. Thank you for checking on me."

"Oh no worries darling, I look out for my clients."

I followed her back inside with a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Maybe I'm just overreacting and he's just a bluff like half the niggas out here. Either way, I can't take him lightly anymore. He's shown me on multiple occasions exactly how crazy and dangerous he really is. When someone shows you their true colors the first time, believe them.