Robyn Rihanna Fenty never dreamed of the day she'd end a life, let alone her own fiancé's, Chris. Battling through an abusive relationship for more than 7 years was tough at a high extent. Now, moving location, changing her identity and traits Robyn...
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As soon as I mentioned that me and Amani had that type of history her face fell. I pursed my lips and shook my head, I did not have the time for this. Her mood swings were too much, I don't put up with this shit on the regular, and I definitely not need to start now.
"That's fucking sick I thought you two were like brother and sister!" She said as she looked into my eyes with disgust. I widened my eyes and looked at her as I furrowed my brows together.
"Why you acting like we were fvcking yesterday, this was way back. Stop tryna bring the past to the present."
"Pft, right." She scoffed as she folded her arms in disbelief.
"So that's what you do, huh? Use girls then when you're tired recycle them. A maid, really? You made her a maid, you basically made her move in and she became your slave after you was done with her." She said now more enraged and doing what she did best, jumping to fucking conclusions.
I was sick of this. I was slowly getting more sick of her.
"Look, all I'm trying to do is enjoy this breakfast you made and clearly you have other plans because arguing with you wasn't one of mine. " I said as I placed the tray on the table. My appetite was gone and I was now irritated as hell.
As I continued to talk, judging by her facial expression that didn't seem to help. Her eyes were burning a coal into mine as I ranted on but I continued because she had to know once and for the last time that she wasn't as smart as she thought she was.
"I don't know who you still think you are but you can't just come up in here and assume you know every damn thing about mine and Amani's lives. You are just a new fucking addition to our chapter, you barely know us like that so quit tryna act like just because you cooling with us for awhile that means you know us. If I said we had a past it means we had a past and you-"
"Fine, fine!" She interrupted as she sat up on the bed. "Since I'm such a distraction to you and Amani's little chapters I'll just leave then." She said as she quickly got up. Before I could grab her hand and pull her back she had already made a run for it and closed my door behind her.
I scoffed as I laid back on the bed. It was funny how much she switched up. I honestly didn't do nothing wrong. This is the reason why I don't mess around with females for too long, they catch unnecessary feelings for no reason.
She was so childish.
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It had been about twenty minutes since she'd left but it felt longer. It felt so strange without her presence. Her scent wasn't lingering my senses, her smile wasn't lighting up the damn room no more. I groaned as I got up and walked through the hallway slowly. There was no way she could've left forreal.
I heard pots clatter on the other side of the house. Thank fuck.
I quietly made my way to the kitchen only to find her organising the plates she'd cleaned up. I watched her for a minute then decided to walk towards her. I was slow and silent with my movements until I was finally inches away from her. Her back was facing me as I snaked my arms around her waist.
Her back was now against my chest as she tried to get me to let go. "Go away." She said as her hands tried to break my interlocked arms around her small waist.
I simply ignored her as a smirk grew on my lips. "Seriously, leave me the fuck alone. Go make new life chapters with Amani or some shit." She said in a harsher tone. When she was mad her accent always tended to reveal itself. That was the only positive about her attitude problem.
"Sheesh, didn't know I could make you so jealous." I said as I lowered to her smaller frame and grazed my lips on her shoulder then placed a wet kiss.
She flinched and I felt her hiss lowly.
"I'm not jealous stop flattering yourself." She said as I turned her around, her eyes now meeting mine.
"It's just that Amani's my best friend and you're.." She cut herself off as she stopped herself from continuing. We both knew why.
What were we really? Cause we sure as hell were closer than regular friends.
"I'm what?" I urged her to continue as my hands ran up and down her sides slowly.
"You're.. some who I- you.." She hesitated. Not wanting to say the wrong thing or embarrass herself. She groaned. "Don't make me do this shit, you know what I mean. It made me feel weird as hell, plus Amani never ever mentioned it. So when you just threw it there like it was nothing I didn't know how to feel." She admitted.
Understandable. But this only let me know she had caught feelings. I didn't like that too much, but I still played along.
"Well, one thing you already know is that my past ain't the brightest shit there is. Let it go, me and Amani ain't even like that no more." I said as I caressed her cheek.
She leaned into my touch and nodded unwillingly, but she seemed to understand.
"Wanna make it up to me?" She said as she smirked and began tracing patterns on my bare chest as she bit her lip seductively.
"Hell yes." I said as I leaned closer to her face.
She put a hand between us and blocked my kiss attempt completely. She pulled away from my hold and stood beside me. "Okay so I need you to finish off these dishes, dry them off put them away, then mop the floor it's been awhile since it's been mopped." She commanded.
I looked at her and laughed, shaking my head. "You too funny, nah but forreal how can I make it up to you?"
"I'm being deadass, you're doing what I told you to or I'm not forgiving you." She said, as she bit her lower lip from laughing.
Me on the other hand, I wasn't happy. It felt like I was a little ass child being given orders by their mama or something. But I had no choice.
Rihanna staying mad and petty was something I didn't enjoy, so I simply couldn't imagine having to put up with it any longer.
