Beautiful Mistake || Rihanna & Nicki Minaj [#Wattys2016]

Chapter 30: Pretending

Paris, France
May 5th, 2011
Onika Tanya Maraj

"I can't believe I let you guys talk me into doing that." Cyn put her hands over her face. I continued to dry myself off. Robyn giggled as she pulled on a crop top.

"Oh come on. Don't act like you didn't like it. I know you love the way I moan your name. Cyn, oh Cyn yes!" She laughed. "Don't get me wrong, your tongue felt hella good tho." She mumbled loud enough for me to hear. I threw a pillow at her head.

"Keep playing, and you won't get anymore of this tongue."

"Oh my..I can't with you two. I just need to get dressed and go clear my mind or something." Cyn rambled on. I rolled my eyes at her and pulled on my shirt. "I have to go. I need to be getting ready for tomorrow." She pushed her hair to the back of her head.

"Aye, we gotta make one thing clear about this."Robyn said as Cyn stood up. "You don't tell anyone about this, alright?"

She nodded her head and walked out of the room. "Chris is supposed to be here by tomorrow." I heard her say. Do my ears deceive me?

"Chris? He's coming?" She chewed on her lip and nodded. I scoffed. "Fuck me." I just wish she would hurry up and leave him already.

"Baby I keep telling you Ima do it, Ima do it, okay."

I sighed and nodded. "I'm going back to my room. Gotta be up early tomorrow." I mumbled walking out of the room. I slammed the door on my way out and didn't even look back when she called my name. This shit here ain't even worth putting up with.

Robyn Rihanna Fenty

I know I made Onika mad and yes I understand her reason for being mad at me. I took my phone out of my purse and dialed Chris' number.

"Wassup baby?" He answered. I cleared my throat and began to speak.

"Um Chris, I-I gotta talk to you about something. Are you sitting down?"

"Yea I'm still on the plane. What's wrong?"

I sighed slowly as my stomach began to turn. "I-I want a-a divorce."

"A-a divorce? Why babe? W-was it something I did, something I said?"

"N-no. Its me. It was me. I-I cheated. I'm still cheating and you don't deserve what I'm doing to you." My eyes were filled with tears. "Are you still there?"

"Was it Onika?"

I wiped the stray tear and sniffed. "Yea." My voice croaked. I heard him sigh. "We can still go to the fashion show together since you're almost here."

"Yea. I gotta go."

"O-okay." He quickly hung up and I dropped the phone. Its done.

4:00 AM

There was a knock at my door at 4 in the damn morning. Who the hell could this be?

"Better be fucking strippers." I mumbled tying the string to my robe. I looked through the peephole at Chris and my heart sank. I opened the door and I examined his face. His eyes were red. It looked like he had been crying.

"C-can I come in?" His voice was choked up. I nodded and stepped aside for him to come in.

He sat down and rubbed his hands down his face. I sat beside him and placed my hand on his shoulder but he flinched and moved away. "Chris b-baby I'm so sorry."

"I know." He mumbled. "You should get some sleep. Got a long day ahead of you tomorrow."

"Sleep with me one last time?" I said quietly. He looked at me. "Please." He sighed and took off his jacket. I removed my robe, revealing myself in my underwear. He had stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed after me.