𝙅𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙔.

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[Riley]

I didn't CHEAT on Michael...unless you count rape as cheating.
We didn't go to Keke Palmers house, although, she did call me and tell me those things.
Diggy told me we were going there, but really we went to his house. I shook it off that he lied to me and we went inside.
He told me to go upstairs and I already knew what he wanted to do. I said no and he tried to argue with me. I said that I should be going, but my car was still at the studio. I'd have to call a Uber, but his house is really in the middle of nowhere.
He picked me up, walked upstairs, and raped me. If I told Michael this, he'd KILL him. I don't want anybody to die, but what he did is now a scar that will never go away.
He drove me back to the studio, I got my car, and came back here; home. I'm scared for my life right now. Will I ever see Diggy again? Will he hurt me, again?
I walk upstairs and get into the shower. I srub myself for hours; I feel so disgusted. I play some music to get my mind right.

"Ooooooo no I'll never get over you until I find," I sung. "Something new, thats gets me high like you do."

I hear Michael walk in the bathroom, "oh really?" he says.

I open the curtain and continue singing the song. He smiles and gets in with me. I lay my head on his chest as the water massages my back. He rubs my back and I sigh.

"You sure your alright? You've been in here for a long ti-

"I'm fine Michael, I just missed you today."

He kisses my forehead.

After the shower I put on silk tank top and matching shorts, then plop down in my bed and try to go to sleep, but it's deff not working. I can't stop thinking about what happened but I'm trying not to cry my eyes out. Michael lays beside me and kisses my neck and chest.

"Goodnight baby, I love you," he says.

"I love you too," I reply and turn to the side and silently cry myself to sleep.

[Michael]

"How's the book going?" I ask Riley as she sips her orange juice while staring at her laptop at the same time.

She looks up, still typing, "It's going okay. I'm kinda having a little bit of writers block but I'll get over it."

"Lemme read it," I jump on the bed.

"I already told you the deal muscle man. Not when I'm around, it's weird."

"Okay, Okay," I chuckle.

"Anyway, I'm in need of a milkshake," she looks at me and smiles.

"What kind?" I get up and grab my keys from the dresser.

"Chocolate, please?"

"Chocolate? I'm right here here baby," I walk over to her.

She laughs, "Come here."

I walk over to her and she kisses me.

"I'll be back," I grin.

"Okay."

I went to the nearest Burger King and ordered from inside. I see Ashlyn sitting at one of the tables near the line. She's on the phone. She hasn't noticed me yet so I walk in the line, but the closer I get, the more of the conversation I hear.

"Yeah Jaliyah I know," She says.

Jaliyah???? I probably miss-heard so I ignore and wait in line.

I get the shake, and go back home. I go upstairs but before I open the door to our room, I hear crying. Why is she crying?

I open the door to see her curled up on the bed. She stops crying instantly and looks at me.

"Why are you crying?" I ask and sit beside her.

"Nothing," She says.

"I'm not giving you this milkshake until-

"I'm just having mood swings that's all."

I look at her with a "🤨" face.

"Mhm," I say and hand her the milkshake.