No Love Allowed.

Too soon.

Rihanna's P.O.V

It was all too soon. That's all I could think of as I sat outside the emergency section. I wasn't even crying anymore, just amazed that this all happened. It's not everyday you meet a random stranger and they take you in, like you mean the world to them. It's not everyday that you build what could've been a relationship with this person, all for them to die trying to protect you.

So many questions were driving me crazy.

Who was that man? What did he want? Who sent him and why did he go for Jaxon? My Jaxon.

"M'aam." I was interrupted from my thoughts as the doctor looked at me with a saddened expression.

"He's gone." He said. "I'm sorry for your loss."

He didn't need to remind me of what I already knew. I stood up to my feet and walked past him and onto the bed he lay.

The doctor followed behind me, curious of my next move. "Yo, my man just died and you can't let me have my final goodbyes? The fvck is this, get out!" I yelled now getting heated and emotional.

The doctor quickly apologised and shut the door.

I cried. I don't know for how long. Maybe 5 minutes, 5 hours or 5 years. It didn't matter how long I cried, because tears weren't going to bring him back. I sniffed and finally decided to do what I did best, conceal my emotions and boss the fvck up.

At a time like this it was hard to do, but now I got myself and only me. Jaxon was protecting me from any possible danger I could encounter, now that he was gone I had to do it own my own.

"Thank you so much for everything you did for me. I hate myself for never taking the time to appreciate you enough, for always being all over Rakim. That nigga never did shit for me, but yet I ignored you like you didn't. Thank you for always caring about me, more than I cared about myself.. To make it up to you. I promise you to make the person who did this to you pay." I mumbled as I placed my lips onto his for the last time.

I sighed as I got up and grabbed my bag, I ignored the doctor as he tried to get my information for later contact.

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As I began walking in the cold dark streets I began to think. After all the crying and regretting of my previous actions, I began to think. One thing about me was, when I thought deep into situations no matter the case, I always got my way. I was always right.

Jaxon was shot. Only moments after we left Rakim's house. Why is it that all these other times he'd leave the house he wasn't shot or injured or in any conflict.

Second, Who was the main person that Jaxon had conflict with? Who was the person that kidnapped us and had initially planned to kill us both in the first place?

That's when I realised I wasn't meant to die. Rakim had mentioned earlier before I left that I was going to see him sooner that I thought. This was his plan. To fvcking eliminate Jaxon from the picture so I could come back and be his little temporary side piece.

"Oh hell nah, over my dead body." I grumbled to myself as I clenched my fist and began speeding towards the Taxi stop.

As soon as one approached my way  I instantly got in and gave Rakim's address.

I was quiet but very heated on the way to his place.

He didn't know who he was fvcking with.