I'll Hold You Down

The Media Finds Out

When Drake finally pulls up to the hospital driveway. I got scared, what will people think, what will people say, what will people do. It was just too much for me to take in. I almost wanted to run out of the car, but i know that drake will catch me, and carry me inside. So i didn't bother. I looked at him with scared eyes.
He notices them and held my hand into his, there was a warm tingle that went through my body, when our hands was clasped together. But I needed that feeling right now.
As we walk through the hospital doors, people are staring and whispering about me, I already feel like a freek show, and they are making it worst. Then the worst thing happened to me. I turned my head, and i was on the news. Omg...
News Reporter: Breaking news, R&B singer Chris Brown has beating up girlfriend Rihanna, paparazzi has caught some pretty graphic pics, of Rihanna.
Pics of my face pops up on the screen
When i saw how bad my face looked I ran to the bathroom. Drake tried to grab me but i pulled away.
Drake: Rihanna wait...
I just kept running, tears filled my eyes. I had a beautiful face, I was a model. Now look at me I look hideous.
I looked at the bathroom mirror. I started to cry even harder, then outta nowhere i started smashing my hands into the mirror, causing it to break, I kept smashing and smashing it. Until Drake came running into the bathroom. He pulled me away from the mirror, my hands are now bleeding.
I start to yell
Me: NOOOO, LET ME GO, I CANT GO ON LIKE THIS, I AM ALL OVER THE NEWS, I LOOK HIDEOUS. AND MY FACE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME.
Drake: Look, at me. Damn it Rihanna look at me. Dont do this to yourself, you can rise from this. You have too. You cant let this eat you up. You cant.
Look at me, Rihanna I love you, and i dont want to lose you.
I raised my head up, and looked at Drake's eyes.
Me: Do you really mean that.
Drake: Yes, from the bottom of my heart.
He gave me a kiss on my forehead and helped me get up. Those words kept spinning in my head " from the bottom of my heart". Those are some strong words, and those words kept me together. He wipes away my tears, and walks me to the sink to was my hands.
Drake: Rihanna, just to let you know, you are still beautiful in my eyes, and you always will.
Me: Drake, Thank you. I really mean it.
Drake: You welcome Rihanna.
He takes my hand and wraps in paper towels, then we walked back into the front desk area.
I dont know what just happened, I had a mental break down. I couldve really hurt myself. I dont know what I was thinking. But I am willing to never let that happen again.