He locked himself in the bathroom with the gun and I banged on the door frantically. I started sweating and tried to pop the lock with a toothpick I found on the floor.
"RAKIM PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!!!!" I immediately started bawling.
I heard him slide down the door onto the floor.
The toothpick split and I tossed it.
"What can I do to get you to stop??!!" I asked.
"Nothing." He said.
"Please open the door Rocky! Please!? We can talk! A gun won't fix it."
"And you can?"
"Yes! I can!"
"How?!" He asked.
"Open the door and I'll let you know." I calmed my voice down so I wouldn't startle him and he'll accidentally shoot something or himself.
"Why do you care!?"
"Because I love you Rakim! Don't say I don't! If I didn't I would have been gone! I would have left you behind but I'm here!!! I'm here in your presence!"
"You don't love me." He choked on his words.
"Yes I do! Think about Yams, would he want you to do this?!"
"I'll be in the after life with him."
"No! It's not your time to go Rocky! It's not! Think about your family, your music, me. For fucks sake think about yourself!"
There was a long silence.
"Rakim?" I said. "Rakim?!?!"
"I'm not supposed to be here." He said lowly.
"You belong here! You belong with me! Think about the future! The kids we'll have!"
"You don't want anything to do with me!!" He yelled making me jump.
"I want everything to do with you! I want you here with me on this earth!" I choked.
"No. No you don't. You were with Denzel when you left."
"I was but I don't want him! I want you Rakim! I need you! You're needed by your family and me. We're gonna miss you like how you're missing Yams!"
"Don't do this! Just think this through!" I said.
He gasped between his sobs and opened the door slowly. I knocked the gun out of his hand and clasped onto him.
"You fucking idiot!" I said out of anger and sadness.
"I'm sorry."
"You keep saying that but you keep hurting me! You selfish prick!"
"I'm sorry Toni. I hope I get to see you again."
I got off his shoulder in looked him in the eye.
"What?" I asked.
I felt the cold metal on my temple, a click and a bang followed by another one. He shot me and himself.
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West Side Highway (A$ap Rocky)
FanfictionI won't tell you that the world matters nothing, or the world's voice, or the voice of society. They matter a good deal. They matter far too much. But there are moments when one has to choose between living one's own life, fully, entirely, completel...
