BLISS || An ASAP Rocky story||

14

Isis

As Rakim and i got further and further away from the the huge Mansion, i could help but think of how different this area looked considering i had lived in Georgia for so long.

The trees were paler, the grass was shorter, the air was more crisp and nip. This didn't at all feel like Georgia.

As i watched the cars ahead of us while we were driving, i began to play with my fingered and earned a strange look from Rocky. I was thinking about running when we got to the town. If i could sneak away when the boys weren't looking, id run to the nearest store and call the police.

I didn't want to ask Rocky where the hell were we because after the little rage in his eyes from when we was in the house. The hate but scared look in his eyes frighted me. His pupils getting darker scare me. But i inhaled and decided to ask after 5 minutes of the intense silence.

"Rakim? Where are we?" I questioned a focused Rocky.

The car swerved out the lane making me slide towards the car door. The car got back in the right lanes i fixed my body to sit up straight. I looked up to see Rakim with his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel.

"I know youre not going to like this answer but you're in Toronto, Canada. I know i should have been told you it. There was so much going on with you with the passing out and recent situation that i didn't want to throw this on you to. I just dont want you to run away." Rakim expressed while focusing on the road.

"Why didn't you just tell me the truth? Do i look like a little ass girl to you, Rakim? I would have appreciated it if you would have just told me." I said.

He nodded his head in agreement as he began to rub my inner thigh with his right hand. I began to get horny by it.

"Rakim, if you're going to keep me held prisoner, just tell me shit so it makes sense and so that i don't over think about it. And I'm not even going to ask you how you got me out of America without being noticed." I said and pushed his hand off my lap and looked out my window.

Why did he want me to stay so bad for? I began to watch the people outside the window with their families, kids and parents walking down the street holding hands. I've always wanted to have a child and be married. I looked over to see Rakim looking at me and then turned his head towards the street.

Five minutes later, we arrived at a shopping centre that had a bunch of store that i loved to shop at back in Atlanta.

"Dont get out yet, Isis." Rakim said in a serious tone. I just sat back and waited for Rakim to finish whatever he was doing. He was outside my window with the rest of the boys talking about something and then they put on hats, shades and realistic looking beards.

Rocky came and opened my door and gave me a pair of shades and a large coat. No hat because i already had one on.

"Follow me and if not me, the other boys. Fans can come from anywhere and i dont want you to get pulled into that. Just stay close." He said sternly. I crouched down and continued to follow the boys that crowded around me on all all of my sides.

Rakim in the front, Jordan on my right, Jasper and Tyler behind me and Frank on my left. They were treating my so protectively like they were trying to protect me from something or someone but i didn't press it too much.