Chapter 2
Marcus
I put my head in my hands. I promised her i wouldn't do that ever again but my anger got the better of me again...
*knock knock*
I got up and answered the door it was Trey and Tay.
"hey."
Tay eyed me.
"What?" I already knew what.
"Where is she?" still looking at me suspiciously.
"At work." I closed the door behind them then sat on the couch.
"Why didnt she answer my calls last night?"
"Idk."
Lies all lies.
I looked at Trey.
"You want a beer or somethin to drink?"
He shook his head. Tay started to look around for clues. She never really liked me it was probably cause i was at least 3 yrs older than her best friend and i had hit her a couple times before but i think she only knew about one time.
"What're you looking for?"
"Nothing. Lets go."
When she got the door she turned around and looked at me before leaving.
"Tell Lay to call me."
Rihanna
I watched Layla as she stumbled a little. Everyone was trying not to notice cause usually she's on point but, I just couldn't stand to see her look tipsy especially since she's supposed to be the one keeping me straight. I grabbed her hand and led her into the building.
"Thank you..." She whispered.
"No problem." I smiled a little, she made me feel like i had done a great deed like help a blind old lady cross the street during 4 o'clock traffic.
I went to do my interview while she stood off to the side. I don't know why but for some reason she stayed on my mind during the whole interview. I wanted to help her but I didn't know how...well I've been in her situation but you know...
Layla
I looked at my watch. 2:50 10 more minutes till i could lay down somewhere and fall asleep. My head was pounding. I wiggled my hair I hoped my bun wasn't too tight but i doubt that. I made it loose on purpose. It must be my eye. I could feel it throbbing falling into a rhythm with my head. I tried not to pay attention but I felt someone's eyes on me. Rih was sitting down back against me talking about her new song (which she hasn't even tried to write yet but she's got an idea. I guess...) I looked over to my left. Mike, Rih's body guard sat in a chair obviously dozing off. That leaves my Right and Behind me. I looked to my right, no one. I turned around. There was this guy sitting at the door watching us. Who was he? He kinda looked familiar well...idk...I felt someone touch my arm. I jumped. It was Rih.
"U alright there?" she looked concerned.
"Yea...whose that?" I motioned to the door.
"Where?"
I looked no one was there.
What? Where'd he go?
"Um...nvm...dnt worry about it..."
She shook her head slightly.
"If u want you can have the rest of the day off."
"No. I...I just need a brake."
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Chapters 2, 3, & 4
FanfictionLayla, Rihanna's assistant is in a bad situation with her boyfriend but finds a way to get away for awhile while she's on tour with Rih. Unexpectantly she falls for Rihanna's ex, CB and along the way sh*t really does go down.