West Side Highway (A$ap Rocky)

20• Caution

"You dragged me over here just to sleep with me? This was all a set up wasn't it!?" I said furiously, I pushed him. "WASNT IT!!!???"

He chuckled. "No, no, no baby. This is all real, why not make love to each other before we go to jail?"

"Before you go to jail. Goodbye Rakim! I'm out!" I got up to leave but he stood in front of the door with a sinister look on his face.

"You're not going anywhere. I told you to do as I say."

"And I told you that my black ass is leaving! So move!" I said in my most intimidating voice.

He pulled out a gun and put it to my forehead. "I love you, Toni but don't. Cross. Me."

"Or what? You're gonna kill me right? Kill me and then what? You'll be a man living in paranoia for the rest of your life if the cops don't find out."

"Hmph. Guess that'll be my problem, now back up and take off your clothes."

"No!"

He grabbed me and pulled the sweater off of my body along with my shoes and jeans.

"Matching. Already prepared for this wonderful event, mama." He put his gun on the nightstand and grabbed me by the waist.
I tried to move his arms but he grabbed tighter causing me to breathe heavily.

"On your knees..." He whispered into my ear.

I didn't do it.

He scowled and pushed my shoulders down causing me to get on my knees. He sat in the chair where the desk was while I was on the floor facing him.

"Turn around." He ordered.

I turned around with my back facing him. He pulled a hair tie out of his pocket and put my hair into a ponytail.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Shhhh, keep your voice down. I'm just putting your hair up."

"Why?" I asked lowly.

"Easier to grab and pull."

I didn't speak or move.

"Turn to me. I want to see your beautiful face."

I turned to him and he smiled.

"My stunning girlfriend." He smiled. "Now get up."

I got up continuing my search for an easy way out. There isn't. Only the door into the hallway and the window with a fall that'll kill me, no questions asked.

"Rocky, I don't want to sleep with you." I said. "Can I please just go home?"

His smile faded. "Oh, it's that nigga Denzel isn't it?!"

I sat on the bed.

"Isn't it?!" He looked at me with a wolfish expression.

"No, it's just that I'm not ready, you should respect th-" He interrupted me.

"Respect!" He laughed and started pacing around the room. "You don't respect me, you want me to respect you?"

"The fuck do you mean!? I've always respected you and been there for you since day one. Maybe if yo ass ain't get into so much fucking trouble I'll be around you more but no, you a hustler!" I clenched my fist in anger and put on my clothes.

"Look, I apologize." He grabbed my wrist.

"Get off of me." I said. "I just wanna go home."

"No, I'm sorry. Can you please just stay here?" He said lowly.

"For what?"

"Just to chill. Netflix?" He smiled. That same, cute ass smile he has.

"Fine." I sat back down on the bed. "No weird shit though."

"Ayeeee!!! In a hotel with my lovely girlfriend. Let's get it!!!!"