Rihanna's P.O.V
After freshing up I headed to the kitchen and sighed. Amina instantly turned her head to face me. Her smile vanished when she saw my expression.
"Babe, what's wrong?.." She said as she wiped her wet hand son her uniform and walked over to me.
I cleared my throat and looked at her as I faked a smile. "It's fine it's just that Rocky's letting us out. He wants us out by tommorow morning."
"He what?!" Amina said as she instantly lowered her voice. "Why, I thought was beefing with that Jacks nigga. No, you're not leaving. No Rih.." She said as her eyes never left mine.
I took her hand in my own. "Don't worry, Mina. I'm still going to be coming over to see you. You my bish and that ain't gonna change no matter what."
She forced a smile and nodded. "You're right. But it's just not going to be the same Rih. This was like an endless sleepover with you. We were getting closer each day."
I sighed lowly. "I know, I'm pissed off too. But we both know I'm going to back here the next day to visit you anyways."
Amina laughed lowly. She knew I was right.
We both finished the dishes and cleaned the kitchen spotless. She even taught me how to make a few meals.
I hated cleaning and I wasn't a big fan of cooking. But suprisingly time went by and kt almost felt as if I wasn't cleaning at all. All me and Amina did was gossip non stop.
Hours later.
It was now late at night and I was changing into the Jersey Rocky had given me till Amina budged in.
"I'm sure the person who invented doors for knocking wasn't stupid." I said as I turned to face her.
She was wearing her satin night gown. She had two pillows and large bowl in the other.
"Girl shuddup, my ass allowed in here whenever I want." She laughed. "On the other note, I bought us more pillows, and some diabetes." She said as she handed me the bowl which contained nothing but lollies of all types.
"I swear you're childish." I simply stated.
"Oh so I'm childish now, huh? Hand me my candy back, miss." She reached her hand out I turned the bowl away from her.
"Hell nah, I take it back." I laughed and we sat on the bed. I turned the TV on and switched to netflix.
I began to chew on some gummy candy as I chose "Fresh Prince Of BellAir" on the playlist.
"Hey Rih, random question. Who was that girl that you said wanted to party this us at that club the other day?"
"Uhmm, Mercedes. Why?" I asked facing her.
"Because even though I was piss drunk, the girl looked real familiar." She squinted her eyes as she began to think.
"Nah, you were just off your head." I patted her shoulder. "Dont think about it too much, too much.." I began to sing as she rolled her eyes.
"I remember her bro. Mercedes Castalio. Her and Rocky used to fvck."
I widened my eyes and looked at her with a raised brow. "Huh, forreal?"
I wasn' t shocked that they used to fvck. I just found it strange that out of all people, it was her I had to run into.
"Yeah, she fell for him heavy. Shit was sad as fuck." Amina said as she chewed some candy and watched the screen.
"What happened between them?" Every day curiousity about Rocky and his life was getting the best of me.
Amina shrugged. "Girl, I don't know. She just stopped coming here all of a sudden."
Funny cause I was leaving too.
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