She closed the door to her room and it clicked locked behind her. I stumbled over to her bed and fell over on it trying to climb in. I laughed and looked over at the girl she was shaking her head at me.
"I should've never givin you that whole pill." She groaned and face palmed.
I rolled my eyes and scooted over and laid on the pillows with my hands behind my head.
She got in bed next to me and I turned my head towards her.
"What's your name?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Sherma."
"Damn yo mama musta hated you." I mumbled and she laughed.
"She did actually."
"Oh really me too." I laughed it off but that shit hurt saying it aloud.
"What were you mad about?" She asked and layed dow turning her body to me laying her head on her arm against her pillow.
"Things that I tried to forget about are starting to resurface. On top of that i tried to kiss Ciara."
"Did she let you!?" She exclaimed and I covered my ears.
"No. It was stupid of me. I shouldn't have tried that."
"Your right that was stupid." She shrugged and sat up.
She grabbed a glass container and took out a cigarette.
"How long have you been here?" I asked as she perched the cigarette between her lips.
"Almost 2 years." She raised her eyebrows at me and lit it up.
"Do you know what you have?" I asked scrunching my face up.
"Yes. Basicslly I have no impulse control."
"Ohh. You've been here for that long?"
"Yes. I'm know for fighting bitches in here. They think theres more to me than just impulse control."
"Oh okay. I was a huge fighter."
"Was what happened?" She puffed smoke in the opposite direction.
"I had a baby I was forced to calm down."
"Oh word me too. What's your babys name?"
"Bry. I wanted to name her Bey but I changed it last minuet."
"Why Bey?"
"That was my ex girlfriends name." I sighed and looked down.
"You still love her?"
"Very much its almost been two years, but still she had my heart."
I rolled my eyes as they started to get teary. I dont need to be crying like a bitch again tonight. I sat up and cleared my throat.
"What's your baby's name?"
"Jamila."
"That's a pretty name. How old is she?"
"3."
"How old are you?"
"20."
"I'm 24 you a youngin." She covered her face and laughed.
"Girl bye." I laughed and pushed her to the side.
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"Welp this was fun." Sherma said as we walked to her door.
"Yeah it was, but you annoying as hell." I rolled my eyes and she shoved me playfully.
"I'm kidding your alright." I shrugged and she opened the door for me.
"Bye Rihanna."

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Help Me |°| Rihanna + Beyoncé (Completed)
FanfictionFollow Rihanna on her journey to the facility. See what was wrong with her in the first place. Wil she make it out or will she crack under pressure?