Just What I Am.

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Rakim's POV:

When my eyes opened everything was still dark. I can kinda hear Q talking. And we must be in a car, cause I can hear his music pumping. Then I realized I was laying on my side. I finally got the strength to sit up.

"Sup nigga! I thought you'd never get up!"

My vision is starting to get back to normal, but the blurriness was mostly in my left eye. Now I can see its just me and Q. I was apparently laying in the back seat.

"Where's Hannah? And where are we going?"

"Ahh man she um.. she got her own place up here. Don't worry, I sent Kiaura with her."

"What happened?"

"Well, we got to the bar. Hannah was dancing with some niggas. You got pissed, and tackled the guy... who was also holding her in the air. then someone smashed a bottle on your head. we got you outta there fast. Anyways Hannah already got her stuff."

"Is she hurt, I mean... did I hurt her?"

"I don't know man."

"Whatever, she needs to figure out what she wants. Cause I'm not gonna wait around for some young bitch."




Hannah's POV:

Hangover time.

I knew dancing with that Chris guy was a terrible idea. So why'd I do it? Who fucking knows. But why did Rakim act so immature. I've already heard about his anger problems. He'll hit a bitch without a thought in his mind. If she disrespects him. It's a good thing someone knocked him out cause I would've been hurt a lot more than I am.

I understand imma bitch, slut, whore, cunt, whatever those niggas are calling me right now. But I deserve some fun every once and a awhile.

I had to share a hotel room with Kiaura. It's probably the smallest I've ever stayed in. We had to share the bed with each other. When we got up she ordered room service, but I couldn't eat. The thought of Rakim made me sick. It wouldn't surprise me if he dumped me, and left. What's going to happen, is way out of my hands.

"Would it be a bad idea to text him?" I tried to speak in a smaller voice.

She looked up, and rolled her eyes.

"Hannah. You didn't actually think the whole dating thing was going to last, did you?"

"Kiaura." I tried, but she stopped me before I could finish.

"Rakim's not like that. You're the first bitch he's even considered staying. I'm sorry, but you just need to back up. He wants his old life back."

"No no..." my voice stopped, and I continued to shake my head.

I could barely hear her now, but she still continued to talk.

"No! He loves me Kiaura!"

She started to laugh, "No. Niggas don't love girls like us. We're supposed to come and go. I'm leaving soon too."

"Than we're different. Because Rakim loves me, and I know it. You obviously don't understand what it's like for us being around each other!" I raised my voice, and stood up walking to the window.

"I think I love him too. And I just screwed everything up." My voice finally spoke almost cracking.

I have to text him.







Hannah: Rakim we have to talk.