Shakayla's POV

   I knock on Raeya's door.  "Yeah, Shakayla?"  "Raeya.......I miss you.  Can we talk?"  "Sure.  Come in."

She lets me in and we sit on her couch.  "What did you wanna talk about?"  She questions, her legs tucked behind her as her head rests on her knuckles, looking at me.

"I want us to be good again, Rae Rae.  We had that argument, but you're my best friend, and I hate when there's tension between us."

"Same.  I miss you, too.  Look, I'm sorry for upsetting you.  We don't have to talk about your sexuality anymore if you don't want to.  I won't initiate any conversations about it.  If you come to me about it, then that's fine.  We can talk about it all you want then."

"Thanks, Rae.  I accept your apology."  She sighs.  "I just wish.........Never mind."  "What?  Tell me."

Raeya's POV

I just wish she'd be honest with herself.  I'm not gonna tell her that, though.  It would just start another argument, and she's here so we can make up.  Regardless of what I think, it's not my business anyway what her sexuality is.

Still, it's very frustrating.  I get it.  Coming out can be scary.  I thought I was never gonna come out of the closet.  I was terrified.  But then I did, and it was the best decision I've ever made.  I had so much inner turmoil over my sexuality when I was in the closet, but now, I'm as free as ever.  I get to fawn over women and talk about them as much as I want.

I believe she'll get there when she gets there.  It's just not her time yet.  You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink.

Shakayla's POV

She slightly shakes her head.  "It's not important.  All that matters is that we're good again,"  She gives me a small smile.  "Wanna go out tonight?"  "Hell yeah."

.....

Rae Rae and I are at the club.  She's dancing with some woman, the woman's leg hooked around her, Raeya holding it there.

Woooooo!  Go, Raeya!  Get some!

This song I've never heard plays.

"I can't trust that girl 'cause she be lyin' to her nigga like that.  Whenever I want her, she come over.  Yeah, I got it like that.  I count it up, I stack my dough.  I make my figures bounce back.  She thought it over, she ain't want me.  Now she gotta bounce back, bounce back."

It sounds like a queer song, like there's a female rapper rapping about a woman.  Suddenly, a black woman that looks both masculine and feminine dances up to me.  We start dancing together.

.....

The song ends, and the woman leans in and kisses me!  I quickly pull away after I realize what's happening.  "What the fuck?!"

"What's wrong?,"  She smiles.  "You were dancing like you're into me.  I thought I'd make my move."

"Well you thought wrong!  I'm straight!  I was only dancing to dance.  To have fun!"

I stomp over to Raeya urgently.  "We're leaving."  I say angrily as I pull her away from the woman she was dancing with.

"Wait!  No!,"  Raeya says.  "I'll call you."  She says to the woman.

.....

Raeya and I are in her car, her driving us home.  "Can you please tell what in the everloving fuck happened for you to pull me away from my future wife and leave the club?  It's a good thing I got her number.  If I hadn't, I'd probably never have a chance of seeing her again."

"The broad I was dancing with kissed me!  Can you believe that?"  Her face goes shocked, her jaw dropped.

"No way!"  "Yes way!  I'm so mad!  I'm straight!  She has no business kissing me!"  "Are you gonna tell Keith?"  "Hell yeah, I'm gonna tell him!  It's the right thing to do."