Getting Away

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I wake up and I find myself in Chris's bed, my face is in so much pain, and then I remembered what happened, Chris had put his hands on me. Automatically my heart starts racing, where is he, is he going to continue beating on me. I dont know right now.
I start to move off the bed very quietly, I didnt put on my shoes because they were heels. I tip-toed down the stairs, I see my phone on the couch, but I dont see Chris. I continued down the steps. I looked around to see of he was here, and i didnt see or hear anything. So I ran to my phone, went into his music studio and made a phone call, since I need someone to pick me up. I looked at my phome and seen 20 missed calls , 15 messages, and 20 voicemails and they were all from Drake. So I called him.
The phone rings...
Drake: Rihanna its about time you pick up...
Me: Drake, i need you right now, chris had put his hands on me.
Drake: What!!!!
Me: Just please hurry up. I am scared, i am at Rosewood St, house number 2543, Drake hurry.
Drake: Okay, i will be there, go hide somewhere i will text you when i am there.
Me: Okay
I hung up the phone, and started thinking of a place to hide. I walked out of his recording studio and went into his garage. I hid behind a big stack of truck tires. I was so scared who what have ever known that he would snap like this......

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