We Found Love

Chapter 12

Note: I put a video of Rihanna's interview on ellen. If you watch it, you'll probably understand the chapter better. :)
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Rihanna POV

Marshall drove me to the airport the next morning, I was feeling a little depressed that I had to return home back in California. I know I'll see Marshall again in about three days, but in the mean time I won't know what to do with myself. In fact it's hard for me to even remember what I did to entertain myself before Marshall and I got together.

"Cheer up Ri, I'll see you again in just a few days." Marshall said trying to lift my spirit.

"I know, and I can't wait. You think your kids will be okay with coming down for a week?" I asked as Marshall pulled into the airport parking lot, and smoothly pulled into the first space he laid his eyes on. He turned off the car and turned his face to me.

"Yeah I think so. Hailie has only been there a few times, and that was back when she was really little so I doubt see remembers a lot about it." He said reassuring me. I gave him a smile back then we unbuckled and got out of the car. As usual it was cold as fuck outside and the weather just made everything look so depressing. Sometimes I wonder why Marshall even likes it here so much, I understand it's his home so he has a emotional connection toward it, but days like today when the sky is a dark grey and there's a constant cold wind it must be hard to feel passionate about this place.

Marshall opened the trunk of the car and lifted out my suitcase. He was such a gentleman, in Barbados men don't treat girls like that. We are more of sexual objects there than anything else, don't get me wrong I'm sure there we some decent guys. However, if they were kind and gentle normally they would only act like that behind closed doors, because if a man acted that way in public he would probably be made fun of. It's just the way things are down there, my father wasn't the best man toward my mother and his attitude reflected on my siblings and I, so we just grew up believing that's the way things should be. Little did we know there's a whole other side to relationships, and that side was Marshall.

"Thank you." I said as we began to walk across the extremely large parking lot. I kept looking around making sure no one was suspicious of Marshall's and I's identifies. We were both wearing hoodies with the hoods up over our heads. So discovering who we were was a little more difficult.

Once we reached the entrance of the huge airport building, Marshall set my bag onto the ground and pulled me into a tight embrace. I wrapped my arms around him just as tight and laid my head against his chest. We stood the for a minute or two, soaking up each other's warmth. Is woodsy cologne filled my nose and memories of last night flashed across my mind.

"I'm going to miss you." I said meekly trying not to sound to upset. I didn't want our last memory of each other to be a sad one.

"Hey I'm going to miss you to baby, now go on and get in there before you miss your plane and I have to put up with you for another day." He joked kissing my forehead. A small giggle escaped my lips, he always knew what to say. I felt his finger underneath my chin forcing my head to tilt up toward his, he bent down and gave me a deep passionate kiss before handing me my bag and walking back to his car.

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I arrived at my house later in the afternoon. I sat on my long white couch going through the stacks of mail I had received over my week absence. There were many bills and junk mail that I had no interest in dealing with at the moment. I hated work, especially paying bills. I was about to toss the stack of useless paper back onto the table when I noticed a yellow envelope fall out of the pile and onto the floor. I quickly grabbed the card and opened it with out hesitation. Inside was a "congratulations on your pregnancy" card. Seriously confused I flipped open the cover of the card, to see who had sent this. My eyes traced over the glittery images of teddy bears and bottles till I finally found "Love Katy!" Elegantly written across the bottom of the small card. I laughed at myself finally getting the joke, Katy was one of the very few people who knew I was dating Marshall.