Hakeem stood at the balcony in his exclusive vip section, scanning the faces in the crowd looking for Anika. His buisness partner and bestfriend had come upstairs telling him that he saw her a little while earlier with some nigga in her face.
"Look she's right over there". he pointed out. Looking over Hakeem saw her being led towards the back exit area by some man. She was leaning on him it seemed as if she was feeling sick.
"Shit". Hakeem cursed under his breath as he rushed down the stairs towards the area he saw them going.
Rushing through the back exit door, he saw the man trying to put her into a jet black bmw. Running across the parking lot hakeem grabbed the man by the neck of his shirt and repeatedly punched him until his nose and mouth were dripping blood.
Quin rushed over and dragged Hakeem off of the man he hadn't even realised that quin had followed him out of the club.
Hakeem looked over at Anika and his heart started to hurt as he took in how out of it she looked. Mostlikely she was drugged.
He didn't like that shit at all. Hakeem hated men who drugged and took advantage of women.
"I'm going to take her to my house". Hakeem told quin as he put anika into his car. She could barely stand on her own. "Get somebody to take him to the warehouse and make sure everything goes smoothly with the club".
"Aite" quin replied pulling out his phone to call one of his workers to move the man.
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As anika slept in hakeem's bed. He sat at the edge of the bed watching over her just thinking about everything that recently happened between them.
Anika had caught him cheating with one of the strippers that danced at his club. He begged and pleaded trying to explain that she didn't mean anything to him and he was sorry but anika was just to the point where she was tired of his cheating ways. This was the first time that she had caught him but there was always some fast female to approach her over hakeem. She dumped him the same time and moved her things out of his house.
That was seven years down the drain as they had been together since her senior year in highschool. Both of them was now twenty-four years old.
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Anika opened her eyes to the dimly lit room, though it was daytime the curtains were still closed blocking out the light. Her head felt like ab axe had been planted in it and she couldn't remember anything from last night. Squinting her eyes she looked towards the opening bedroom door as hakeem waked in with a glass of water and what looked to be advil tablets in his hands.
Anika groaned internally thinking "What the hell did I do last night".
"You must feel like shit, here take this".he said reaching his hand out with the glass and pill.
"What happened last night"?
Hakeem scrunched his eyebrows up "Of course you wouldn't remember".and he explained everything that happened last night.
Anika thanked him for taking care of her in her moment of need. This didn't mean that she had forgiven him for his cheating.
