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Robyn Rihanna Fenty
Seeing the doctor bright and early, Robyn and Chris shake their nerves off in the office in hopes everything is okay.

"Great news, your tests came back, nothing wrong. It doesn't seem as though you know, it went on for a long time. There is bruising in that area which will go away within a few days."

"We ran tests for any diseases, of course pregnancies can occur but thank goodness you're absolutely fine. I'll prescribe you pain relief medication for the soreness. Now would you like to talk about who did this? And go on from there with any charges?"

"No. I'm okay, thanks." I shake my head as Chris rubs my back gently the whole time. "No problem, my doors are always open if you'd rather talk to me than the police. But, you mentioned pain in your abdomen?" She asks.

The doctor goes on to check my whole body then tells Chris to leave the room since he isn't my husband. She cleans everything down there even to check for evidence of who might've done it for later.

"Hey." I whisper to Chris, holding my jacket in my arms as I leave the room. "Hey princess." He looks at me and carries my jacket.

"I feel better being clean." I give him my phone to hold too since I don't want to. "Good. That's good." He smiles, pulling me in for a kiss on my forehead. "You are so beautiful." He holds my hand and we walk out of the building.

Already making sure no one, media wise will ever find out about this, I just plan on staying home, get my mind back on track, and hold off working for a bit.

"Then I guess I'll have to make the house as comfortable as possible. A stay at home wife." He laughs, kissing my hand. "You wish." I roll my eyes.

"I do. Not the staying home part, but you know." He shrugs. "I know." A break a smile and he smiles staring at me for a second. "When are you gonna propose to me?" He asks.

"Right now, will you marry me?" I ask him. "I guess so. Great we're engaged now high five." He holds his hand out making me laugh.

"So annoying." I cuddle up on his arm. "I love you, Chris. Thank you."

"I love you more. I'll do anything for you. You name it."

"Fine, then don't ever leave me, how's that?" I ask. "That's it? That wasn't going to happen anyways."

"I know. You're so cute." I close my eyes. "How long do you think is too long for staying out of work, like staying home?" I ask him.

"Don't even worry about that, Robyn. Take off however long you need, it'd be okay if you took off for a week, and it'd be fine if you take off for a year. Take all the time you need. But music is something you love and I think it'd be good if when you're off you can still work on it somehow." He tells me.

"I haven't heard you sing in the house for almost a month. I miss it." He says. I smile, just looking at him.

"Do you want my famous pancakes? Is your mom coming over tonight?" He asks as we enter the house.

"I'm not hungry. And I'm not sure I haven't talked to her today, she said she was coming over last night."

"Please eat something, for me. You need something in your stomach." He kisses my cheek. "I'm going to go take a shower, I'll have some cereal later."

"Mind if I join?"

"I uhm..sure." I shrug and head upstairs.

He comes into the bathroom as I get undressed and I get the goosebumps.

Getting into shower, I turn my back to him, letting the hot water run down my body. Switching positions, he gets under the water and I turn around facing my back towards him again. "Robyn." He sighs. "Come here."

I turn around, covering my chest and walk into his arms. "I love you baby." He whispers into my hair. "Love you." I say.

"You'll always be the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life." He runs his fingers down my back. I squeeze my eyes shut, feeling hot tears come out. I sniffle and he rubs my back.

"It's okay."

"We'll work on everything together, I promise." He says.

"W-what about Royalty?" I ask. "She's still coming this weekend, there's nothing to worry about."

"I want to go see him. Before 12." I tell him, stepping out of the shower to get ready. He sighs and shuts the water off. "You don't have to go with me."

"So I have no say in any of this?" He asks. "He didn't take anything from you Chris."

"You sure?" He narrows his eyebrows, drying his hair off. I look back at him with a glance and leave the bathroom.

"Ready?" He asks after about ten minutes.

"Yup." I stand up with my shoes tied.

"Oh wait I left my phone." He tells me. "I'm going to the garage I'll start the car." I tell him walking out of the house.

I go to the garage and before I can open it, my name is called. I look back to see a bruised up Z waiting for me with a bottle in his hand.

My anxiety picks up and I feel almost stuck. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask. "I came to see my princess." He laughs. "Come here." He stands walking towards me and I pray Chris comes out quickly.

"What's wrong?" He smiles clearly drunk.

And not even a second later, Chris's arm wraps around his neck, throwing him to the floor. A few hits later, I tell him to stop.

"Let's get him in the car." I tell Chris. "Where're we taking him?" He asks. "I'll figure it out, come on." I shrug as he grips his arm off of the floor to leave.

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The suspense~~

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