"Open the fucking door! I'm not playing Drake!" I screamed, banging on the bathroom door. Once I finished calling him Drake the door swung open.
"Drake?? Really? That's what we're doing now?" He yelled.
"Yeah! Why are you getting all emotional and hiding in the bathroom because your ex is pregnant? What the fuck is that about!"
"I don't want to talk about it. I just want to get in the shower then go to bed!"
"Did you cheat on me with her?"
A Week Later
Imani has been doing really well with therapy and training so I am feeling really optimistic with leaving him alone for a few days. Aubrey and I decided to go to Miami for a few days for Art Basel. There is nothing I love more after a hard few months than to discover and buy some new art for my house. Especially now that I will be moving into Aubrey's Toronto house he felt like it would be nice to get some art so I would feel more at home in the house.
I'm really excited to move into the Toronto house, but I can't lie, I am very nervous. It's hard for me to focus on my future with Aubrey with everything that's going on with Imani but everyone is telling me that I have to trust that his treatment worked and give him the opportunity to be independent and treat him as the adult he is.
Since we heard about Rihanna's pregnancy we talked it out, and he did know she was pregnant. They haven't been speaking behind my back or anything, but one of 40's friends that produces for Rihanna told him. I still didn't like the way he reacted the other night, but its just another hurdle that we have to overcome in our relationship.
We're on the plane to Miami right now and should be landing soon, but Aubrey keeps kissing on my neck and trying to get my clothes off.
"Come on babe, just a quicky."
He slid my clothes off and started stroking slowly in missionary just how I like it. He had me in so many different positions, quicky my ass. I felt myself getting close and and his strokes getting sloppy, I came and was expecting him to pull out but instead I felt him release inside of me.
"Babe! What the fuck?" I yelled as I push him off of me.
"Sorry, I just didn't think I needed to pull out anymore!"
"Why would you not need to pull out? That's not a decision you get to make! We have to have a conversation about that and I don't want another fucking baby right now! Why can't you understand that!" I yelled at him.
I stormed off to the back of the plane and stayed locked in there until we landed. I feel like we've been arguing so much lately I've avoidable things.
Once we touched down in Miami we got off the plane and went to the villa we would be staying in. The entire ride to the house was silent neither of us said a word.
I didn't want this trip to turn sour but this was just one thing that I couldn't let slide. He violated my trust and now I have to take a plan B.
I was sitting by the pool at the villa when Aubrey came out and sat next to me.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that, I just didn't want to pull out, I was just too lost in the moment and I am sorry that I violated you like that and I hope you can forgive me. Here." He said as he handed me a plan B box. Then his kissed me and we cuddled for a bit.
What he did still upset me and it made me look at him sideways. I never want to be with anyone I can't completely trust, especially with my body, but I love Aubrey and I know he's not a bad guy.
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FanfictionAaliyah is a single mother to a teenage basketball star in the making. Having her son Imani at a young age caused her to sacrifice much of her youth, especially her love life. But she has no regrets her love for her son is everything. Little does sh...