Chapter 7 - California King bed

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He didn’t say anything, he just grabbed my arm and took me out of the bed, I was holding a blanket around my naked body with the other hand

Rihanna: Chris, please, I’m so sorry!

He through me on the floor, he looked at me like he was disgusted by me and I seriously don’t blame him, I did wrong, but I don’t regret being with Drake, I loved him. He raised his hands ready to give me a slap in the face when Drake came into the room

Drake: Let her go!

Chris: Oh yeah, who is gonna stop me?

Chris let me go and was gonna hurt Drake so I got up and got in between both of them still using the blanket around my body.

Rihanna: No Please don’t fight!

Drake pulled me close to him so Chris wouldn’t hurt me

Drake: Babe, go to the bathroom and lock yourself in

Rihanna: But…

Drake: Just do it!

I did what I said giving him one last look, he was giving his life up for mine, he didn’t want Chris to hurt me, he rather Chris to hurt him than me. I was going to the bathroom and Chris was going after me, but Drake stopped him right in time for me to come in the bathroom and lock myself up, I could hear Chris beat on the door and scream at me. Suddenly he stopped and I heard some things break on the room, they were fighting, I thought about me going out there and breaking the fight but it would only make things worst as in Drake defending himself and me. It wouldn’t work and I started crying, I didn’t want to lose him.

After a while everything was silent, I listened carefully through the door but I didn’t hear one single step so I thought it was safe to get out. When I did, Chris was waiting for me, he grabbed me by the stomach and I screamed, he throw me all the way to the other side of the room, it was then that I saw Drake laying down unconscious, did Chris kill him? It couldn’t be! I couldn’t end like this! Chris went after me, instead of defending myself all I wanted was to go by Drake’s side to see if he was fine. And after a few fights and pushes and slaps I was able to get out of Chris’s arms and go see Drake. I laid down on his chest hoping for a heartbeat, Chris just stared at me, and suddenly after a few seconds I heard very far away one heartbeat, then another, then another in a beautiful rhythm. I sighed in relief and checked if he was still breathing, he was, then I saw his face, it was all full of bruises.

He suddenly coughed and blood came out his mouth, I freaked out but Chris didn’t let me stay too long on his chest, he grabbed my arm again and we were going at the door’s direction

Rihanna: NO Chris! NOO! Please, I don’t want to leave him! Please! *crying*

He ignored me and kept on going even with me fighting against it.

Rihanna: If you let me call 911 for him, I’ll go with you, I promise! Just let me call 911, please! *crying*

Chris: You’ll do as I say?

Rihanna: yes! Just please!

He handed me the phone and I got on my knees next to Drake while I talked to the women on the other line, after they told me that the ambulance was coming I gave Drake a kiss on the cheek that and I got up and went with Chris.

I knew what was gonna happen, tonight I’d probably have to go to a hospital too, I was freaking out. He took me to his car and I sat down on the back of it, I didn’t want to sit on the passenger sit, I knew then he wouldn’t wait for us to get home so he could beat me, he would beat me right there in the car.

Chris: You know, I don’t know what I’m gonna do with you right now Rih… I really don’t know… Bitch!

I swallowed my fear that time, he spoke ironically, of course he knew what he was gonna do, he would probably beat me almost to death and then lock me inside an empty small room we had upstairs our home. We stopped at a traffic sign and he looked at me through the car mirror, I kept looking back to see if an ambulance showed up somewhere, but it never did. The traffic sign was almost on green, so it was now or never because there weren’t any of those on the rest of our way home, it was the last one, so I just slid on the seat and opened the door.

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