No Love Allowed.

Get em.

Rakim's P.O.V

I hung up the phone and started the engine with the rest of the boys in the back. I needed them with me because who knows if Amani was in danger or not? I might need backup.
As I pulled out the driveway and headed full speed to the club I began to breathe heavily, an attempt to calm myself from the fury and anger I felt right now.

I felt disrespected. Unappreaciated and betrayed. How could Amani do something like that? She knew that she couldn't leave the house without my supervision, it was part of our deal. Something we both agreed on.

The thought of her going out and possibly telling anyone my business made me want to do things. Bad things.

"Yo, you need to chill! You can be out here mad as shit and be driving at the same time, you gon kill us allor something." Ferg, who sat beside looked over at me.

"Oh, so I'm just supposed to be calm? At a time like this what are two girls doing rather than causing trouble or even worse, snitching. You know how Amani can be." I fired back.

"What they're up to doesn't even concern you man.. they're two grown women. You acting like they your daughters or something." He said, to which the rest of the boys agreed with him.

Maybe he was right. I needed to cool off forreal. When it came to Amani I was more than overprotective. She knew way too much. She'd seen me at my worst sinful behaviour. Amani had caught me in my acts several times, so making sure she had no public interaction was something I made sure of at all times. Even if that meant keeping her in the house all day.

I pulled over into the driveway and drove around for a bit looking for her car.

" You missed it, back over there." Nast replied as he gestured to the back right.

I reversed and pulled over next to her car immediately. I unbuckled my seat belt and shut my front door and walked over to her passanger seat. The window rolled down slowly and even though it was dark, I still recognised those emerald orbs.
It was Rihanna.

"L-look, I can expl-"

"Are you out of your goddamn mind?" I began as my anger radiated once again. She could save all her explaining, I didn't want to hear it. What the fvck was I thinking going off at Amani like that she clearly wasn't the problem. It was this thick headed broad that sat there glaring at me in the front seat. Amani would've never had the courage to go on and sneak out on me like that. It was Rihanna that gave her the encouraging push.

"Man.." I huffed and ran a hand through my braids as I looked over at Amani through the window who was completely passed out. Piss drunk. And all I could smell was vodka. But no suprise, Rihanna was perfectly fine.

"How you gon go on and so stupid shit like this?" She attempted to reply but I cut her off. "Shut the fvck up!" I yelled loudly making her shiver and close her mouth in the blink of an eye.

"I thought you were smarter than this. You come here acting all tough, thinking you're the shit when really you're just a troubled girl with no morals. I worked my butt off to help Amani fight her alcohol addiction for years and years. It was a success too. That was until a stupid idiot like you decided to take her out and get her piss drunk. And what if I wasn't here how were y'all going to get back home?!" I raged all at once, barely even taking a breath.

All she did was shamefully look down.

"Huh?! Answer the questiom, I ain't standing here like a fool that's talking to nobody."

I reached out and lifted her chin, making her face me once again.

She sniffed and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Oh hell no, don't start this crying bullshit." I scoffed as I pulled away and placed my hands in my pockets.

She continued to stare at me and the longer she stared the more emotional she became. Her bottom lip quivered and she soon bust into tears.

Great.