Worthy

•Part Twenty-two•

Part 1

Gabrielle

"Oh fuck," I moaned feeling Isaiah poke my spot.

Trying to push him away I felt him pin my hands above my head.

"Whatchu running for?" He question while giving me long strokes.

All I could do was moan before we both came at the same time. Pulling out of me, he carried me into the bathroom before running us both a bath.

After taking a relaxing bath I decided to tag along with him to the studio. It was only us here, thank god.

"This right here is the mixing board," he spoke while showing me how to work it.

Of course I been here before but he always had his producers here.

"Okay I think I got it," I told him while smiling.

After making sure I had everything he headed into the studio to record.

Remember was robbin niggas
Had them walking around naked like erykah badu
Whatever you want then we got it

Pulling out my phone I recorded a snip-it before posting it on Snapchat.  I can't do nothing but smile, I know it's gone be his year .

While he was doing his third verse I felt the need to throw up. Getting up I hurriedly ran to the bathroom. Gagging I threw up into the sink.

Coughing I continued to throw up when I felt somebody pull my hair back. After I was sure I was finished throwing up I lifted my head up.

"You okay?" Izzy asked while tying my hair back into a ponytail.

"Yeah I think so," I told him, "lemme clean these people sink out."

Nodding his head okay he walked out the bathroom. Sighing I washed out the sink. I don't know what's wrong with me but I pray I'm not pregnant.

I don't even know if he want kids. And we just got in a committed relationship. Wiping away my tears I walked out the bathroom.

Short chapter I know but it's a part two coming soon 🥵