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...
I'd spent a lot of time with Rakim lately, and don't get me wrong it'd been great. I was slowly beginning to get used to his good and bad qualities just like he was putting up with mine.
It wasn't like I was getting bored of him, but more that my surroundings were the same. His big ass mansion was way too big for the both of us. I needed company, female company to be more precise. I sighed as I realized it'd be a couple more days till Amani came back from her man's place. I really missed that chick.
It was then I remembered the last time me and Amani went out to the club, we met that nice girl Mercedes.
Although I'd only had a small conversation with her, we exchanged numbers and I noted to myself to definitely link up with her. Today was my chance, I decided to try hit her up.
It was around four in the afternoon, if she agreed to go out I had enough time to get ready.
Her phone rang twice and she instantly answered, I was somewhat surprised but I didn't mention it.
"Hey girl!" She enthustiastically said over the phone. She was so sweet, I instantly felt like I could be comfortable if I was around her right now.
"Hey, Mercedes.. It's Rih, from that other night."
She simply giggled on the other side of the phone. "I know it's you girl, I have your digits saved in my phone.
"Right." I said, giving myself a mental slap. Of course she knew who I was.
"Yo, I was wondering if you wanted to catch up tonight? Same club I'm bored as hell." I simply said as I noticed Rakim walk into the bedroom and glance into the mirror. Conceited ass motherfvcker.
"You legit beat me to it, I was waiting for you to hit me up but you know I'm down." She replied on the other line.
My features instantly lit up and Rakim noticed as he eye'd me suspiciously.
"Tonight it is, inbox me your address and I'll pop by. We can get ready together." My excitement was evident in my tone as I already began thinking about what to wear.
After hanging up I couldn't help but let a loud laugh fall from my lips.
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The way Rakim looked at me wasn't as intimidating as he hoped it would be. His jealousy was so amusing, but what did he have to be jealous of? We weren't even together.
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