The next morning we took the plane to one of the worst weeks of my life. He was still mad about me being late on the airport and plus I didn’t know what to tell him about why I was late, so he got even more pissed. During the day I used to follow Joyce around the house cuz I knew he wouldn’t hurt me around her, but when we got to the room at night, all the anger that came from him, because I was running away and protecting myself using his mother, used to go on me. And the worst part is, I couldn’t even scream, cuz that would call his mom to our room, he used to keep my mouth shut with a piece of blanket or his own hands, sometimes he used to promise me that if I didn’t scream the punishment wouldn’t be so hard, but he never got through with that and neither did I, I couldn’t help but to scream, the pain was too much. And then on the morning I had to wake up earlier to put on some make up so his mother wouldn’t see my bruises. But one day she did, and that was the worst night I’ve spent there.
Joyce: Honey, what’s this on your face?
I quickly hid it from her and said it was nothing, that I had fell, but she didn’t believe me and wouldn’t drop the subject
Joyce: Chris, look at this! How did she get that?
She said to Chris while holding my face, showing him the bruise.
Chris: I don’t mom, she moves a lot during the night… That must be it.
When she looked away he gave me the worst look ever and tears started falling. I went to the living room where there was nobody and he followed me. He grabbed me by the arm and pressed my body against the wall
Rihanna: Babe I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t see it was showing!
Chris: Don’t let it happen, again!
Rihanna: I’m sorry, maybe if you let it heal…
Chris: Shut up!
He knocked my head on the wall and I felt unconscious for a few seconds. The next few days were a little better, I guess he was scared that his mom would see the bruises again, they looked really bad in my face. All that time I couldn’t help but think how it would be if I was with Drake, I’d probably meet his family back in Canada, we would hang out and have fun and show them how much we love each other. But I was stuck with Chris and his family, they weren’t bad, but they were blind, anybody else would see that I wasn’t ok, that he was hurting me, but not them, they had a ‘prefect’ son.
We came back to New York after New year’s and instead of staying home, Chris would go to work and I would stay at home on the afternoon, because at night I used to work, I could say things were a little bit better now. The first day I stayed home alone I went straight to Drake’s place, I missed him, a lot. And I really wanted to hang out and have some real nice sex for once. I knocked on the apartment door and for my surprise, Drake wasn’t the one who answered it, it was a women. She was pretty, black like me, had this really huge brown eyes that matched her face and body which was really curvy.
??: Hi, you must be Rihanna, I’m Nicki, Nicki Minaj.
Rihanna: Hi, nice to meet you!
Nicki: Nice to meet you too! Drake doesn’t stop talking about you, come on in
Rihanna: Are you his…?
Nicki: Girlfriend. He talks a lot about the restaurant you work at, it was actually where our first date was. They have some really nice food there.
Rihanna: yeah, thanks, I make the menu.
Nicki: Cool
It was damn awkward, I knew Drake was gonna move on, he told me he would, but not so fast. He then got out of the kitchen, only wearing boxers, while Nicki talked excitedly with me, but I wasn’t caring about her at all, I just looked at Drake and I felt my heart on my throat, beating fast. When he saw me, I could see he had the same reaction, he stopped what he was doing to look at me, luckily Nicki didn’t notice that.
Drake: hey, there’s a chef! *whispering* I need help on the kitchen!
Nicki: Oh, he insisted that he wanted to cook, how sweet, the only problem is he doesn’t know how, neither do I! *laughs*
Rihanna: *clears throat* Sure, I’ll help.
Drake: Thanks
Nicki: Ok, I’ll hang out here then, can’t stand the kitchen. LOL!
Rihanna: *fake smile*
When I got in the kitchen I saw that Drake could do it all by himself, he had it all ready, he knew how to cook, he just called me there so we could talk.
Drake: what are you doing here?
Rihanna: I came for…
Drake: Sex?
Rihanna: ……….
Drake: Damn it Rih!
Rihanna: damn you Drake, who the fuck it that?
Drake: It’s not like it’s cheating!
Rihanna: I didn’t say it was! It’s just that… I didn’t know you were gonna move on, so fast
Drake: Don’t get me wrong, I still want you really bad, but I met her at the party, she is pretty great
Rihanna: Then why the fuck are you doing this to her? And me! You got together with her when you still wanted me?
Drake: I’m sorry!
Rihanna: I do not need an apology! She does!
Drake: Look, I’m not breaking up with her, if you’re not breaking up with him!
Rihanna: I can’t! I can’t go through with this again!
Drake: Then LEAVE!
I looked at him with teary eyes and left, but before I could reach the kitchen door, that was closed, he grabbed me by the arm on the same spot Chris had been hurting me. So when I reacted to that pain he looked at me and grabbed the other part of my arm, which was also hurt, then he took the long sleeve, I was wearing to hide the bruises, off. Then we both saw my whole arm purple and at some parts blue or black or really black.
Drake: Rih….
I took the sleeved and I put it back on, hiding the scars
Rihanna: It’s not your business
Drake: That motherfucker, coward!
Rihanna: Drake!
Drake: What? You disagree?
He said showing me the arm, I nodded negatively, hiding the tears. It was enough for him to understand
Rihanna: I need you! You’re the only one I can go to have peace! Please don’t leave me!
He looked at me in the eye and then I couldn’t hold back my tears no more, I fell down on the floor while he held me. When I stopped crying he kissed me, those soft lips calmed me down immediately and then I suddenly came in on a world where nobody could harm me, not even Chris, in a world where Drake would protect me.
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