Help Me |°| Rihanna + Beyoncé (Completed)

Chapter 7: Innocents Lost

Day 3

I opened the door to Ciara's office. She was typing away at her computer. I gave her a nervous wave and she raised her eyebrows saying "Are you ready?"

"Yes." I said quickly as I sat down in my seat.

She sat down in hers and crossed her legs.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry aga-"

"Rihanna you fine. Your not the first and you probably won't be the last." She continued and I nodded sitting crisscrossed in my chair.

"So where were we?" She skimmed her notes and snapped.

"What happened after Nicki left?" My eyes widened and I crossed my arms.

I looked down as I started to remember what happened.

"I got the beating of my life. My mother beat me with that belt from my room, my bathroom, down the stairs, to the kitchen, and back again. She didn't scream at me as she did it either so a part of me just thought she was mad at something other than me. When she stopped she made me take a shower she practically scrapped my skin off. She dressed me up and brought me to the living room."

I sat in the middle of the sofa in a baby blue church dress and a ribbon in my hair holding my ponytail. I had on white heels that I was occasionally clicking together.

"Mama I'm tired why am I down here?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

"I'm finna teach you a lesson since you want to be grown." She said glaring at me and crossing her arms.

The doorbell rang and she opened the door revealing a man. He looked familiar. Then it clicked. Iy was her boyfriend. He'd been over a few times he'd always stare at me while I was coloring or doing my homework. I furrowed my eyebrows as she closed the door and locled it.

She stood in front of the door with her arms crossed. He smiled at me and sat next to me.

"Robyn do you know why I'm here?" He asked in a low voice as he touched my knee.

"No but I'm guessing your goning to tell me." I said and pushed his hand away.

"Yep. See your mother told me you did somethings with a girl that ypu shouldn't be doing."

"Okay why are you here."

"To show you the diffrence between a good touch and a bad one."

"I already know the diffrence."

"Clearly you don't if you let a girl touch on you."

"But I like Nicki. Like I like like Nicki so it was okay to me." I explained and he looked at my mother with his brows raised.

"There will be none of that in this household so your actions will be corrected with him." My mother said and nodded for him to continue I guess.

He picked me up and I started screaming.

"Mama what is he doing! Put me down, put me down, put me down!"

He finally did what I said only to sit me on my bed.

"Take your clothes off." He said forcefully.

I looked at the door and saw my mother with her arms crossed leaning against my door frame. She nodded and tears filled my eyes.

"Mama no." I said in a low tone and he grabbed my face.