Chapter 40: Chapter 40
Ray’s body went rigid. His right hand was already half-curled into a fist, ready to crack Kevin in the face the second the guy tried anything. But Kevin just casually held out a cigarette and said, "Smoke first. Talk slow."
Ray stayed quiet for a beat. He’d quit years ago ’cause money was tight as hell. But tonight the vibe was straight-up weird, and for some reason he just took the cigarette without saying shit. Kevin flicked his lighter, Ray took a drag. The bitter taste hit his throat hard. Been a long fucking time since he felt that.
They stood against the side of the building, the busted yellow light stretching their shadows long across the wall. Kevin’s face was already pissed, eyebrows pulled tight.
"Julia’s saying you forced her to suck your dick," Kevin said flat, but his tone made it obvious he didn’t believe it for a second.
Ray almost choked on the smoke.
Kevin kept going before Ray could even open his mouth. "But I heard it myself earlier when I called her asking about my lighter I left at tolilet. She straight-up admitted she was blowing some dude. Said it was the neighbor or some shit. And I know for a fact it wasn’t you. No fucking way."
Ray could only think, ’The fuck? Why’s it like that?’
Before he could even ask, Kevin let out a small, nasty laugh.
"Be serious, bro. A loser like you? You really think you got the balls to force my girl to suck your dick? Impossible. She was probably just crash out and threw your name out there."
Ray felt the blood rush straight to his head. He wanted to cave that cocky skinny bastard’s face in so bad. One good punch would shut that loud mouth for good.
But he didn’t move.
What was the point? Kevin had always looked at him like he was beneath him. And more importantly... Ray already got exactly what he wanted this morning. Julia’s tan tits, her wet mouth stretched around his cock, the way she sounded choking on it. And now he had the whole thing on video in his phone. Could watch it whenever the fuck he felt like it.
Meanwhile this dude standing right next to him had zero suspicion. Not even a single thought that Ray was the one who actually fucked his girl’s mouth. Because in Kevin’s eyes, Ray was just worthless trash who would never have the balls to do something like that.
Ray took a long, deep drag, held the smoke in his lungs for a while before slowly blowing it out. His eyes stayed empty, staring straight ahead.
Inside, he could only laugh bitterly to himself.
’This motherfucker really sees me as that much of a loser... he doesn’t even consider it for a second.’
Ray took a slow drag, exhaled the smoke upward, then finally opened his mouth.
"So where’s Julia right now?"
Kevin let out a dry, bitter laugh, his pissed-off face getting even more obvious.
"She dipped to her friend’s place. She got hella mad earlier ’cause I kept pressing her. Said I didn’t trust her, blah blah blah. Basically slammed the door on her way out."
Ray was this close to saying "aight I’m out" and just leaving. But for some reason, he was actually enjoying this. Watching a high-ego dude like Kevin getting all worked up and confused... it was kinda funny. So instead, he decided to stir the pot.
"Why the hell would she admit she was blowing some dude? Maybe it was just a prank or something?"
Kevin shot him a sharp look. He stayed quiet for a second, actually thinking about it. Then he spoke lower, voice mixing pissed and confused.
"At first I thought the same shit. Prank or she was just talking reckless ’cause she was mad. But when I got home... I smelled cum on the couch. Straight-up another dude’s cum."
Ray almost laughed out loud. He quickly covered it by taking another drag.
Kevin kept going, face getting more sour.
"Me and Julia never fucked on the couch. Bed, yeah. Bathroom, yeah. But the couch? Never. So that smell... it actually made me suspicious as fuck."
Ray stayed quiet, eyes staring straight ahead while he fought to keep the smirk off his face. Inside, he was laughing bitterly.
’You really don’t have a clue, huh? Meanwhile the same cock that fucked your girl’s mouth this morning... is just chilling in my pants right now.’
He took one last drag, flicked the butt onto the ground and crushed it under his shoe.
The situation was getting better for him... and way worse for Kevin.
Ray was just about to step on the cigarette butt when Kevin suddenly asked,
"You see anyone else come to the apartment earlier? Like some dude?"
Ray answered without missing a beat, keeping it casual.
"Nah bro. I was out hanging with my friend from morning till night. Just got back."
Kevin nodded slowly, still looking pissed but a little relieved. Ray figured this was the perfect time to dip.
"Aight, I’m heading in," he said, taking a step back.
Kevin quickly added, "If you see any suspicious dude around here, hit me up, alright? Don’t keep that shit to yourself."
Ray just nodded once. "Got it."
He turned around and walked into the building without another word. He was lowkey satisfied as hell. Seeing Kevin’s confused, pissed-off face earlier was actually entertaining. High-ego bastard who had no idea what was going on... kinda hilarious.
Once he got inside his unit, Ray threw himself onto the couch. He laughed again, louder this time, even though he was alone. "Damn... he really doesn’t suspect shit." But the laughter slowly died down. That weird feeling came back, stuck in his head again. Like he forgot something important. His brain was tired though, and his body felt heavy. Eventually he just shook his head and decided to crash.
The clock hit 00:00 and suddenly....
[Ding!] [Ding!] [Ding!]
Ray jolted awake, still half-asleep, hand fumbling for his phone on the pillow. But the second his eyes focused, he realized it wasn’t his phone.
It was a floating system panel right in front of his face.
"Hell nah!!!"
Ray sat up fast, eyes wide as he stared at the glowing notification hovering in the air.
[Ding!]
