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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The current song was remixed and Travis $cott's new hit "Swang" began to play. I instantly wanted Rih out right this second, we had to kill this track.
I mean sure, I hated her or whatever but there was just no doubt that the girl could move. Part of me had me almost crushing on her with them crazy dance moves. Almost, but not quite let's not forget who she sleeps next to at night.
I felt her tap my shoulder and I turned to face her as I smiled, a real genuine one this time. I really wanted to dance right this instant.
The smile instantly turned upside down as I took in her appearance.
She wore a dancehall themed dress. It was see through, and showed all the right curves, dips and tattoos she had. I noticed one below her breasts but refrained from continuing to admire her in disgust.
Was the outfit change even necessary? We was at a club not a damn fashion show.
This bitch irritates me.
"Why you twisting your face like that, fix it." She simply snapped, annoyed at my reaction as she crossed her arms.
It took everything in me to not give my true self away and go off on this girl.
Clearly I wasn't the only one with an attitude.
"Nothing, I'm just shook. You look great." I said bluntly not even bothering to smile this time because I knew I wasn't even lying.
She did look good. She looked like some sort of Jaimacan princess or whatever and now I was the one looking basically, wearing a boring dress and simple heels. Her outfit was unique. Mine was the usual you'd expect when you thought of clubbing.
That irritated me.
But I swallowed all the anger and evy down and smiled once again as my eyes met hers through the dimly lit place. I gave her an innocent and intense loving gaze.
Her eyes were lost in mine and she fell back into my trance as the end of her lips tugged into a smirk.
"So we gonna turn up or just stare at each other all day?
Minutes later we were back at it again on the dancefloor. Fucking shit up together.
