No Love Allowed.

Regrets.

Rihanna's P.O.V

It was as if a bunch of emotions were forcing their way into my concious at the same time. I felt upset. Upset because I had just messed up Amani and it was all my fault, regardless of us trying to have a good time. Scared, because Rakim had just yelled in my face in the most threatening manner. Not even Chris' old tantrums were as bad as is. He scared the shit out of me and he didn't even have to try.

Above all that it was mainly the fact that he didn't even let me speak. He didn't give me a chance to explain why or what even went down and what lead us to driving down here. He didn't want to hear it.

I don't cry. I hate crying. To me crying showed weakness or attempting to gain sympthathy for myself, but this was different. No one had ever made me feel like shit in this way before, which was all I could think about as I continued to cry.

"Shut the fuck up. Stop crying man." Rakim warned as he just stared at me.

But I couldn't. So I continued my sobbing I sniffed.

Eventually Rakim groaned and inched closer like before. My body tensed and for a split second I thought he was about to slap me, like Chris used to do when I cried. But Rakim wasn't Chris. Which was why he reached over and gently wiped my tears with the pad of his thumb.

"Don't try now, I thought you were all tough and shit.." He mumbled as he looked down at me.

I sniffed and leaned into his touch. "Tough girls have feelings too, we all do. At some point our emotions get the best of us and we breakdown. Whether we like it or not."

He nodded his head slowly, as he looked at me in a very strange way.

"What?" I asked, confusingly. Had I said something wrong?

"Nothing, it's just.. that's something my mother used to say all the time." He said as a small smile made it's way on his lips.

I smiled back, as I felt relieved. I'd done it again. Unleashed his sweet and sensitive side.

"Can y'all hurry the fvck up? We don't got all night, lesgo." Ferg yelled from the other car.

Rakim laughed as he stuck his middle finger up in the air to him.

"About Amina, is she fine?"

"Yeah she's sleeping. I'm really sorry though, like honestly from the bottom of my heart. I didn't know Amina used to be about that life.. I wish I'd knowm better."

He remained silent for awhile, then shrugged as he sighed.

"Don't worry 'bout it." With that he walked off and back into hid car as he started the engine.

Rakim really was something else.

I started the car and buckled my seat belt as I followed Rakim's car all the way back to what I knew was my new home.