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...
The music was cut off instantly and our attention was now at the DJ.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I wanna know where the fuck all my freaks at!" He yelled as a familiar beat began playing.
The crowd of people where hyped as we all began familiar with the song that was about to play.
"Imma need all the bad bitches to get freaky with this particular song here tonight!" He said and I instantly knew that was all me. Oh and Rih. I guess.
"She is a freak of the week... Now everybody, see she is the freak of the week"
Rih swiftly made her way to the middle of the circle. Something I wasn't expecting but I couldn't contain my excitement. I wanted to see how she'd move to this beat.
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She began whining slowly, moving her waist in a circular motion as her hands remained on her knees.
The crowd gradually increased and circled around her as she continued. Rih began to move her hips side to side as she took it down low. I unconsciously began cheering her on with the crowd that was hyping her up as she moved to the music in perfect sync.
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I almost felt hypnotised by her movements. I couldn't pull my gaze away from her. The girl really had that Caribbean waistline.
I noticed some random bald dude in the crowd aim at her with his hand as if he was about to go in.
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