A$AP Rocky imagines

005

" well how have you been y/n? It's been so long since the world heard from you " the interviewer asked.

Y/n sat there smiling. Trying her hardest not to zone out. She quickly thought of an answer.

" oh I'm fine honestly. I've been busy trying to get to the photo shoots and the studio" she replied with a slight nod.

She lied. She's been falling apart ever since that day. She tries her hardest to keep going and move forward. But she can't. She loved him.

" if you don't mind me asking , what is the song " the end of the world " about ? " The interviewer asked.

Instantly her heart dropped. She felt shortage of breath. Her face got red , her eyes got glossy. Her lip quivered. She thought of him.

" Oh um, I was uh in my room , reading a book and it was this really sad chapter and I decided to twist and turn it into a good song you know. " she replied with a smile.

Everyone could tell she was lying. Nobody wanted to push it. The information was to personal for her. They knew that. Everyone knows already. Yet she continues to lie.

" hey I think that's enough for this interview dont ya think ? " y/n's manager said while walking up.

He gave a signal to cut the cameras. All of them turned off. Y/n was completely zoned out. She sat there staring at the wall. Completely quiet and tears rolling down her face like a stream.

" hey .. hey look at me , you're okay. We can leave now you don't have to talk about it " y/n's manager said.

" he... he's gone. He's still gone , he's not here." Y/n whispered.

Y/n's manager motioned her to get up so they can walk out. Y/n stood up and was still in shock. She could hear the producers apologizing for asking the question. For being inconsiderate. She could care less. She just wanted him back.

Y/n finally got home and instantly showered and laid down. This was her third day not eating. She was hoping she could actually get sleep that night considering her nightmares were terrible.

* 5 years later *

Y/n's p.o.v

It's been 5 years , 6 months, 14 days, 26 hours and 12 minutes since I lost the love of my life.
It doesn't hurt as bad. I'm not as sad. I'm actually happy. He's at peace. My beautiful baby is okay and he's watching over me. Everyone knew when Rakim passed. Everyone knew how bad it would effect me. But I still tried to act as if I was fine and that everything was great.

Truly it wasn't. He was my all. He was the reason why I made music, why i dress the way I do. It was all him. He told me " ma if we ever have kids you gotta let me name em, I don't want no boring ass " sAraH" running around in my house " . He hates normal names . All exotic shit with him.

" well I hope you don't mind .. I named him rakim. I hope that's okay with you" I said while looking at his picture on the side of my son's bed. When Rocky died I was a month pregnant and I didn't know. I could've lost junior due to me not eating and stuff. My manager took me to the hospital cause I refused to eat and that's when they told me.

Raising junior has been an experience in its own. Nobody knows he exist. Well not yet at least. He stays in touch with the family of course. He looks just like his damn daddy. It's scary sometimes. He acts just like him. I love that little boy to death.

Today I'm showing him to the world. I have an interview to do and well he comes with me everywhere. I got him up and dressed. We left to the interview. Rakim passing was a heartbreak to everyone all over the world. It hit Tyler really hard. The worse if we being honest. Tyler almost quit making music. Once I told him I was pregnant, he demanded to help me raise junior , so did ASAP mob.