Ray POV
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Since Summer and her family was at church I was stuck at the house with Cymone and Ryan. We were watching throwback music videos on YouTube, Something me and Cymone did on the occasion."Don't make me CLOSEEE ONE MORE DOOR I don't wanna hurt anymore stay in my arms if you dare" Ryan sung off key.
"Bro why you invite him?" Cymone looked at me rolling her eyes.
Ryan had been singing every song that came on. From Al green to Tlc to xsacpe to Whitney Huston. I mean this man could not sing but he managed to sing everything.
"I ain't invite him he invited his self" I shook my head.
"Y'all know this my second home" He smiled.
"You over here more then I'm over here dang" Cymone said.
"She be acting like a bitch sometimes. Be acting like she don't love a nigga , don't worry one day she go need her big brother Ryan" Ryan said.
"Please don't call yourself my big brother it's bad enough Ray my big brother"
"Girl what you tryna say?" I looked at her.
"Shush please I'm tryna watch the video" she put her finger over her mouth.
After a while the door bell rung, Cymone and I just sat there and continued to look at the TV. This was us, everytime the door bell rung when it was just us in the house we just sat there and wait for the person to go away.
"Somebody gon' get that?" Ryan looked at me and Cymone.
"Pretty sure it's nobody important." I said.
"What if it's ur parents?"
"They got keys"
"What if it's somebody who need help?"
"Then they should call 911 , how we gon' help dem" Cymone said with her eyes still glued on the TV.
"I don't like y'all sometimes fr." Ryan rolled his eyes.
"Hey quick little fun fact sweet pea.... we don't care if you don't like us get out and never come back" Cymone said.
"Girl I said sometimes not all the times shut up, ole ugly ass"
"I think ima go get the door" I got up from the couch cause I felt an argument getting ready to begin.
And just liked I predicted I heard Ryan and Cymone in there yelling at each other while I went to go see who was at the door.