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~~~~~~~~~~~~Day 6~~~~~~~~~~~

Monroe POV

I woke up in my bed, smelling nasty from the rain last night.
I tried to turn around, only to be held down. Opening my eyes, I noticed Ray had his arm thought around me.

I poked his cheek, "Ray," I whispered. He was completely knocked out. I desperately slipped under his arm, quietly walking to the bathroom for a shower.

I threw on a pair of the shortest shorts I own, with a crew neck.

KNOCK
KNOCK
KNOCK

Suddenly Ray shot out of bed and dashed to my front door.
"What the fuck?!" I yelled as I walked out of my bedroom.
"There's no way you're getting the door! Not after that shit Meka pulled."
I sighed and walked behind Ray as he approached the door. He pulled out a gun and cracked the door open.

"Stay back," he mouthed to me.
I laughed, "Whatever. I'm gonna go make you some breakfast."

I walked to the kitchen and watched as Ray stared in silence at whoever was at the door.
"Who's that baby?!" I yelled as I pulled out some pots and pans.

"Uh-It-I-Ummm well-"
"What?!"
Suddenly Denzel walked into my loft.

"Hey bestie!" I yelled.
"Hey!" He walked over to the counter, "what you cookin' up?"

"Some eggs and bacon. Want some?"
"Of course!"
I noticed Ray haven't moved from the door.
"You alright babe?"
"OH-uh-YEAH!" He didn't move a muscle.
"Soooo," I said as I started to scramble the eggs, "come sit with us!"

Ray carefully walked over to us and say at the end of a chair, avoiding looking at Denzel.
"Is everything ok?" I asked
"YES!" Ray yelled.

Denzel laughed at Ray, "you sure?"
"I'm...don't talk to me."

What the heck is going on?!

"Did anything happen at the club?" I asked as I started to fry eight slices of bacon.
"Not really," Denzel said, "But, Ray left early."
"Why?"
"I'm not sure."
We all looked at Ray. He looked extremely distressed, eyes wide and breathing heavy.

"Ray what the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked, flipping the bacon.
"What's wrong with me?!" He stood up, "WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM!?".

"What?" Denzel said.
"Alright!" I turned off the stove, "somebody's gonna tell me what's going on, or I'll eat this breakfast all by myself!"

Ray and Denzel looked at each other.
"It's a long story, Roe Roe," Denzel said.
"I got time!"
"It's something I haven't really talked about."

"HE GAY MONROE!" Ray shot up, pointing at Denzel, "HE. IS. GAY! Then him and that rapper were making out! Then the other one tried to do it with me!"

What the hell?!

"Denzel you're gay?" I asked.
He sighed, "I-I think so."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I don't know if I am."
"Zee and Rod are gay?"
"Yes."

DAMMIT
I STILL LOVE ME SOME ZEE AND ROD.

"Denzel you can tell me anything." I made him and Ray plates. I don't have anything against gay people. He could've told me a long time ago.

But why was he trying to date me?

-
We all walked to the couch and sat down.
"So!" Denzel said as he started eating his food, "you guys fuck yet?"

Ray and I froze.
"You told him!?" Ray yelled.
"Yeah."
"Why?!"
"He's my friend!"
"Why would you tell him and not tell me that you told him?!"
"I don't have to tell you anything!"
"Yes you do!" Ray yelled.
"No I don't!"
"How many secrets are you keeping from me?!"
"YOU THINK I'M KEEPING SECRETS?!"
"WHY WOULD'NT YOU!?"
"YOU AIN'T SHIT RAY!"

"Y'all sound married." We looked and Denzel and he had almost finished his breakfast. "You belong together."

"Whatever." I stared my food, glaring at Ray. He was glaring right back at me.
He pisses me off sometimes.

We all ate in silence, Denzel smirking at the both of us.
"So, Denzel," I said one I finished, "You're dating a guy?"

He laughed, "me and Rod just mess around...I guess."
"You like him?"
"A little."
"Awwww!"

We looked at Ray and he looked traumatized.
"What's your problem?" Denzel asked.
"What?"
"Are you homophobic?!"
"What?! N-no! I just-"
"JUST WHAT!?"
"YOU BLIND SIDED ME YESTERDAY, MAN!"

Denzel sighed, "Sorry, you're right."
"What happened?" I asked.
"Me and Rod started making out. Then Zee tried to flirt with him."

What?!

"Zee ain't stealing my man!"
"Don't even worry!" Ray said.
We all laughed then we heard a knock at the door.

I walked over and opened it to find Diana.

Holding a baby boy.

Ray shot up and walked to the door, "DIANA WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU BRING HIM HERE!?"
"SHE NEEDS TO KNOW!"

Ray quickly grabbed me and turned me to face him, "Monroe that's not my child."
"Yes he is!" Diana yelled.
"No he's not!"

"Ray," I mumbled, "you said you had sex with her all the time."
"I-But-Monroe, That's not my child!"
"Ray."
"Yes, baby?"
"Get out."