No Love Allowed.

Bitch bad.

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Mercedes.

After applying my red lipstick in the mirror I took one last glance at my reflection.

Damn I look good. Let's just hope that Riheyna bitch don't look twice as good as me.

I re-curled my golden blonde hair and finally decided I was done.

Rocky was gonna have to think twice if he thought he was finished with me.

It's funny because his new replacement of the original, (myself) is a fucking joke. I mean c'mon what does she have that I don't. My friends keep telling me again and again about how me and Rakim never happened, how I needed to get over shit that happened a year ago, how I was just a fling to him.

But fuck them. They are all wrong. Although I don't see Rakim often not a day goes by where I don't think or dream of him. Sometimes I find myself lurking around his neighbourhood, in desperate attempt to reconnect with what was once mine. But I'd done it. I'd finally found a way in to get through to him and nothing was going to stop me.

I planned this shit out perfectly and if it works right I'll have my man back by my side and that bitch out of the picture.

As soon as I heard a car pull up that was my cue to head out. I grabbed my purse and closed the door behind me as I approached the car. When the basic bitch walked out I wasn't even surprised. Here I am, looking like a million bucks and this bitch gon wear a plain grey dress and some sneakers?

Were we going clubbing or attending a 10 year old birthday party?

I hid my blunt thoughts behind a wide dimpled smile that everyone loved. The girl was pretty but she was nothing on me.

"You look pretty!" I lied and she immediately pulled me into an embrace. As I hugged her I looked over and noticed him.

Our eyes interlocked and he looked enraged.

I gave a simple smirk, as I winked over at him and licked my lips.

Baby boy was mad now, but little did he know I was about to have him on his knees later.

His anger seemed to fuel the more we looked at each other so he instantly drove off. I had to bite my lip to contain myself from bursting into laughter.

Why was he so mad?

Was he mad that I simply refused to not be apart of his life? I mean, fvcking around with me is dangerous. You don't just decide to disappear when you want to. That's my job and mine only. I refuse to let him go until I get what I want from him. His love.

After he was gone I really had to put on a show and act like I cared about spending time with this bitch.

"Girl, I'm so excited, where's Amani at though?" I questioned out of curiosity. Amani absolutely hated me. I'm just lucky that the night we met she didn't know who I was due to being completely smashed off her face.

"She's with Sean. Her boyfriend, man or whatever he is to that girl" She said as she laughed to herself and shook her head. Sean. I remember him too well. He was absolutely obsessed with Amani. How pathetic.

God forbid me being obsessed over some nigga that'd be tragic.

"Hmm, I see. But the real question is, how are you and your boyfriend?" I said as I gave her a smirk and began pulling out of the driveway.

She was silent for a second and I looked over her. She was slightly blushing at the thought of my man. Oh lord have mercy I wanted to pull over and teach this girl a lesson but instead I held back.

"Awe look at you blushing, how cute! He must be a keeper then, making you feel some typa way just thinking about him, huh?" I said as my eyes remained on the road. My tone sweet and innocent. I seemed like one of those girls you'd just fall in love with from the jump, and automatically want to be friends with.

I loved my acting.

Rih laughed a little bit as she played with her clutch bag in her lap.

"I mean.. it's not official yet but.. there's definitely feelings.." She admitted.

That's exactly what I'd always say. Me and Rakim had an on and off thing but the problem with that man was that he could never commit. He wanted the love and loyalty of another woman yet he couldn't do the same. He treasured the freedom of a single man and messed around with other females.

I always convinced myself that what we had was real. It was. So when he suddenly kicked me out of his home I didn't know where the fuck that came from. The same thing was probably going to happen to poor old Rih rih here.

But I was here now. Not only to steal her "man" or whatever she wanted to call him. But to also save her from the future pain and heartbreak he was going to give her.

In a way I wasn't even the bad person in this situation, I was saving her from a lot. She can just thank me later.

"I see... and how's the sex?" I blurted out with no intentions of taking back anything I said. I remember the way Rakim used to make me feel. Sex with me was like a drug to him. He almost never had enough of me. the feeling was mutual but I doubt he made her feel as good as he did me.

She laughed and shook my head out of disbelief of my sudden personal question. But I didn't give a fuck, I wasn't ashamed to ask at all.

"Actually, we haven't had sex yet." Her answer almost made me lose control of the steering wheel.

What the fuck?

If it's one thing I knew about Rakim it's that he couldn't go a day or two without sex.

Or was that just with me?...

I decided to forget about that topic completely. It was strange but I figured he was probably fucking some bitches on the low. Poor girl.

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We finally reached our destination. Beverly Hills Nightclub. I was too familiar with this place but I wasn't complaining. The men here were amazing.

We got out and headed for the entrance.

At the mention of my name the club bouncers let me and Rih in less than the blink of an eye.

Tonight was going to go off.