No Love Allowed.

Trüth.

Jaxon's P.O.V

I looked over at rihanna, who seemed somehow hurt by my past. But why the fvck did she care though?
I took a deep breath at took a mental note not to cuss whilst talking to her or referring to her, I calmed myself down a bit. Attempting not to say anything false, or trying to make myself look good just for Rihanna in front of these guys. One single mishap and they would do something bad to me.. that's for sure. It's not so much that I actually cared about anything really, I mean I never did. I live alone, fend for myself and do everything alone. Life gets pretty dull, so Rakim threatening to end mine didn't faze me whatsoever. Rihanna. I thought in my head as I continued to look at her, she looked back, but as if she was running out of patience and waiting for my explanation. I was doing this for her. I had given her my word that I was going to protect her and that was a promise I was going to keep. She doesn't realize it yet but, she needs me. Harlem ain't good for her, not on her own at least.
I snapped out of my thoughts and licked my lips.
"I erm.. I did steal. Rakim did lend me a room, he gave me money almost every day. He welcomed me and did everything a brother would do."
As I was going on about all the unforgettable things Rakim had done, I noticed Rihanna's gaze shift from mine and to Rakim. As if she was trying making a reality in her head with the words that left my lips, and somehow trying to believe that such a terrifying man like Rakim Mayers actually had a kind heart. She looked very intrigued by him, and the two of them just continued such eye contact. It made me quite uncomfortable. Had she forgotten that he'd just kidnapped us?!
"Rakim. Ferg. Nast." I said looking over at the boys I once called brothers. I didn't blame them for the amount of hatred they now had against me. Putting myself in their shoes, I know I would hate me too. " Aye, I mean.. I'm really sorry for the shits I did to y'all last month. That wasn't me, at all. I was just trying to get back on my own two feet."
Ferg and Nast looked at me and flashed grins at me as they came over and we did our usual handshake, a small smile cracking at my lips. Whilst I looked over at Rakim who looked at me with that same despising stare I felt confused. But as soon as Rihanna turned and looked at Rakim, awaiting for the acceptance of my apology that's when he flashed a fake smile real quick.

"Welcome back to the family, man." He said as he walked over to me, he smiled but as soon as his eyes met mine I knew this was just the beginning. If it wasn't something I hadn't observed about Rocky, it was that once you beef with this nigga you gon regret it for the rest of your damn life. I hated this nigga. Why he gotta be so damn fake for? Now he only trynna impress shawty with his "Mr Righteous" act. The sad thing was She was buying it.
As for me, I decided to keep my head low when it came to these guys, so me and Rakim arguing? Hell nah. I'll pass. I shook his hand and stepped back.
"Aight, well now that y'all have gotten past your differences and we've had this little apology conference I'mma head to sleep real quick. A shawty tired as hell." She said, yawned cutely. I sensed all them niggas just staring at her, we all were. I mean how could you not? She was fvcking beautiful.
"Come with me, we got hella spare rooms." Rakim said as he lead her upstairs, Rihanna following behind slowly.

Something wasn't right. I'm unsure what, but my gut was telling me Rakim was up to something.