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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Rakim.
Without a second thought I was headed for the toilets, pushing and shoving anyone in my way. Ferg, Nast and Twelvy followed behind me and moments later we were in front of the female toilet door.
As much as I just wanted to barge in and save my girl from whatever they was doing to her, I needed to think. Strategize, or else we'd walk in and start shooting at each other all at once.
"Let me in first, y'all load up your pieces. Any sudden yelling, gunshot or arguing you come in and kill all them bitch ass niggas." I said and they all huddled together, unraveling their pieces from their briefs as they loaded them up.
"We got you homes." Nast said as he nodded over at me.
I heard a sudden scream, it was Robyn.
I instantly went for the door and began fiddling with the door knob which refused to barge the door open.
"Help! Rakim.." Her yells continued, causing my blood to boil at the thought of what they could be doing to her.
I took a few steps back and ran for the door, my shoulder colliding against it with all my strength. It opened to reveal Robyn being unclothed by Sammy whilst his two men watched in lust.
"Yo what the fuck man, leave my girl!" I yelled in both anger and disgust as I hurriedly ran over to the two, only to be stopped in my tracks by one of them as he held both my arms.
I struggled in the man's hold but he was far more bigger and stronger.
Fuck this nigga was, a sumo wrestler?
"Careful now, we don't want anything happening to your whore here..." Sammy's hooked arm on her neck tightly and aimed his gun at her head. Rih tensed up and screwed her eyes shut as she began crying lowly.
My heart ached as I watched helplessly. This was all my fault, she aint deserve none of this it was me who got shawty caught up in all this.
"Don't fucking touch her, let her go man...I have your money." I lied as I looked at her, not giving a fuck about anyone else in the room. Not even myself. I could die, as long as she lived I'd be at least happy.
"Let him go." Sammy said and within a second I was free, however Robyn wasn't.
"You know I ain't come here to play, don't fuck with me, you better have my money." He said as he placed his hand on the trigger of the gun.
"Yo, chill what the fu- I got your money aight, let her go!" I exclaimed and he obeyed, releasing Robyn.
She instantly ran and to me and I embraced her, holding her captive in my arms for a moment. She sighed in relief and sniffed into the nape of my neck, holding back her sobs.
"Yeah yeah whatever, hate to ruin your moment but I have places to be. Y'all ain't leaving this place alive if I don't see my money in the next ten minutes." He said as he began loading up his gun.
He was beginning to irritate me with his tough guy act, I knew this dude and he aint have the guts to pull no trigger. That's why he brought his boys with him.
"I got the briefcases in the back of the car." I simply stated, not one bit scared of the dude.
"Lead us to it" He gestured with the gun and I nodded.
As we walked out, Ferg and Nast looked over at us in confusion at the newfound peace.
"He want his cash." I said as I gave them our usual nod. It was signal for, follow my fucking led or we all die.
"Oh man, aight." Ferg shrugged.
"Last time I saw it in was in the back." Nast added and I almost hugged this nigga. Great minds think alike.
Sammy was now more than convinced.
As we left the club, we now began to walk towards the parking lot. All the boys leading me and Rih at the back.
"I know your ass don't have all that money on you.." She said in disbelief.
"You right." I whispered back in her ear, making her shiver slightly and I chuckled.
"You over here laughing Rakim?!" She hit at my shoulder and I smirked.
