Dear Rayan, (Ray Ray ❤️)

Why?!

image of Ray above .
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I smiled as she turned around, But the moment she turned, my stomach dropped. Charlotte Jones.. I recognized the high cheekbones and long eyelashes. But I didn't recognize her without the braces, pimples, and nervous attitude. Her eyes got big as she pushed her way out of the crowd as quickly as possible. I followed right behind her though, making sure she didn't leave my sight.
"Charlotte?!" I screamed over the music, she fixed her hat and fluffed her hair, pulling her pants up a little and walking out of the club, tripping over her heel once. I followed right behind her, "Charlotte Jones, you better talk to me right now.." I said hoping she would turn around. I just heard her laugh and saw her flip me off. I kept walking behind her asking her to turn around. She never did.
I walked behind her examining her now fully developed body, nice round ass 🍑, hips for DAYS 😍, with nice round boobs to top it all of.. 💦 just pure paradise. "Stop staring Ray." She said.. Her voice is even sexy, what was I thinking in high school?! But, she still holds a grudge against me from then?
All of a sudden she made a sharp stop, making me bump into her. I looked in front of her and saw a nice shiny Monte Carlo and someone packing boxes into it. Then all of a sudden, Charlotte ran to it and grabbed some dyke.
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"Gia why the hell are you packing my shit?!" I said grabbing her arms. She threw me off of her and straightened her gold watch. "You don't wanna be with me then get the fuck out of my life." She said slamming the trunk and looking at Ray. "You can't do that G! We were assigned to this dorm together, you can't kick me out." I said laughing. "Well I just did, didn't I?" She said walking up the stairs, tossing the keys back to me. "Hope he got some pillows for you or something, cuz' you need em." She said scoffing and closing the dorm building door on me.
I turned and looked at Ray for the first time since we were in the club. He started walking toward me, and wiped the tears I had let fall unknowingly. He grabbed the keys, unlocked the door, and slid me into my passenger side seat, closing the door behind me. I just sat there fiddling with my belly ring.. I guess I'm homeless..
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We eventually pulled up to an apartment complex, almost identical to the one in Cali. Just not as raggedy and "ghetto people infested" as the other one. He got out and went to my side to let me out. I slowly stood and he closed the door behind me. He grabbed some of my boxes and I grabbed bags, and we slowly made our way up to the door and to his apartment on the second floor. We walked in, and it was breathtaking, almost like a hotel. NOTHING like the one in Compton, where you walk into the smell of weed all the time, and old people perfumes. We took the elevator up and walked to #210 .
He opened his door with his key and held it open for me, he sat my boxes down while I walked in and admired his apartment. "Imma go get the rest of your things Char.." He said walking out and closing the door. I walked around and was blown away by his apartment.
2 big bedrooms with bathrooms and walk-in closets inside each of them, two hallway closets, a huge living room/dining room, and a kitchen area that was big enough. "This is beautiful..." I whispered. "Thanks.." He said, scaring the dog shit out of me. "Oh shit.." I said. He just laughed and carried my stuff to the empty room. After he did that he pulled out the chair and made me sit. He sat across the table from me and stared at me while I pulled my hat down to cover my eyes. "Talk to me Charlotte." His voice boomed through the apartment. This is officially the LONGEST night of my fucking life.