Rihanna POV
ayee , dude , ayeeeeeee , I said,knock on the door as if,i needed to be let out , but I was jus trying to get his attention.
"Girl quit fucking yelling & beating on shxxt" , " before I do the same to you"
"Yea Wateva , can you bring me my bag ?"
"what damn bag"
"it's like a purse man "
"Hell no , for what " , " Hell idk even kno where it's at"
" I really need it man , it's a emergency man . Please"
"iight , wait right here "
I through my hands up in the air while still in the bathroom ., slapping them hard on my legs as I think out loud, "Where *slap*The *slap* Fxck *slap* Am *slap* I *slap* Gonna *slap* Go . Thiss man have ran my pressure up , & he don't even know it .
"Oh , Lol , you don't have a choice , but to stay"
Thiss pussy trying me man . But I need to keep calm . Play nice .
I heard foot step walking away . I took deep breaths in & deep breathes out . Did that 5 times.
5 mins passes ~
"What the".....HERE MAN!
"Thank ya ! " , isaid an creeked the door open an snatched my purse out of his hand .
"what took you so long ?" I asked the boy.
"gurl Juss hurry the hell up, and quit questioning me , trina make convosation and shxxt "
How dare he try to tell me to stop tryna make convo ,& his punk asx was acting like we was best damn friends before I came in here , zammmmnn cuhh acting up . But that's fine .
I was looking in my purse and saww my phone .
Did my happy dance , so, you know it's real .
Omg I'm so glad he didn't go in my purse.
I took out my phone . soon as I clicked the home button , that beep beep beep . When your phone finna go dead ,
YEA, that damn noise , all loud and shxxt . I flinched so hard when I heard that shxxt.
Looking side to side like I was stealing some shxxt .
I was so nervous I had to use the bathroom foreal.
after I stood there for another second completely silent .
I looked at the phone, 50 missed calls . Omg they do notice I'm gone .
I hurried up an texted Justin .
"BABY, HELP ME ." I typed .
Iknoww he wasent expecting me to txt him but hell , I hadda do something fast .
