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Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Obsessed // Chapter 12
Chapter 12
"Wake up baby."
Nicki reached her arm in the crib and gently rubbed Kyleigh’s back. Kyleigh started to fuss and whine about, rubbing her face in her pillow.
"Good morning baby. I know you’re not a morning person like me but we gotta get up. We’re gonna see Mama." Nicki told her as she went to her dresser and picked out her outfit for the day. Nicki turned her head and saw Kyleigh standing up watching her.
"That’s my big girl." Nicki cooed.
She picked up Kyleigh and gently put her on the carpeted floor to dress her. Once she was all dressed, Nicki picked her up and rushed down the stairs, not wanting to be late for her first day of class.
Nicki had always loved school, which happened to be one of the many things that attracted Drake to her. He likes his girls street and book smart.
Grabbing a couple bananas and some melt in your mouth snacks for Kyleigh, throwing them in her diaper bag before heading out the door.
Once Kyleigh was safely buckled in, Nicki walked around to the driver side of her suv, started it up, threw it in reverse and heading to her mom’s house. The car ride was filled with cooing, giggling and smiles as Nicki sang and talked to her baby girl. Before they both knew it, they were pulling into Nicki’s mother’s driveway. Nicki grabbed the diaper bag after shutting the suv off, she quickly walked to the other side of the car to get Kyleigh out of her car seat.
“Are you givin’ mommy the smiles?” Onika said in her baby voice. Putting Kyleigh on her hip and closing the car door, the two girls walked up to the front door and opened it. Nicki was immediately met with the scent of curry chicken.
“Ma! You made my favorite!”
"There’s my girl!" Mama Carol exclaimed grabbing Kyleigh out of her daughter’s arms.
"Really mom?"
"Oh. Hi Nicki."
"Hi." Nicki replied monotoned.
Nicki could hear her younger brother, Micaiah, snickering as she walked through the house to the kitchen.
"Oh shut up!"
"Ma!"
"What?"
"She just told me to shut up."
"Okay!"
“Okay?” Micaiah questioned.
"Whatever I’m gone after I grab some of this food." Nicki spoke up.
After grabbing a small container to put her Curry Chicken in, Nicki gave everyone a kiss before she was off to her first day of college. Tiny butterflies fluttered around her stomach making her nervous. Anxious and nervous were good words to describe how Nicki was.
Nicki parked her SUV and hopped out. She made the trek to the main building so she could grab her schedule and a school map. Looking at her schedule she saw she had Marketing first. Using her map she started walking in the direction of the Science Department. Only looking up so often she ended up running into someone.
“I’m so sorry.” Nicki gasped.
“It’s all good short stuff. You lost? Lemme help you out. Name’s Safaree by the way.”
“Uh yeah that would be great. My name is Onika but I go by Nicki.”
“I like short stuff better.”
Nicki giggled and rolled her eyes. Are we flirting? She asked herself.
“Um which way again?” Nicki changed the subject.
“Right this way short stuff.”
During the walk to Nicki’s class, her and Safaree made small talk. She learned that he was majoring in Engineering and his favorite hobby was riding motorcycles.
“You know you should come with me sometime?”
"Huh?” Nicki said surprisingly. Did he just ask me out?
“So we can ride together.”
“Oh um I can’t have a hu- uhm a huge event I have to plan for my mom.” She lied. Why did I just lie? What’s wrong with me?
“Aight, raincheck it is. Here we are.” He said opening the door for her before walking in behind her taking in the view of her round and plump backside.
Damn shawty bad got it all, boobs, brain, and a ass. Safaree mused in his head.
Meanwhile
Shaking his leg and fiddling around with his fingers, Drake sat nervously in the hospital waiting room waiting for a nurse, or a doctor, someone to come out and tell him something. Sure, he didn’t care or have love for Draya but he still wanted to make sure she was okay. That was just the person he was.
Checking the time on his blackberry, he heard an unfamiliar deep voice talk to him. He looked up and saw a tall, slender lightly tanned man standing before him.
“Can I help you?” Drake politely asked.
“Uh yes, I just need to ask you a couple questions. I’m Detective Melvin Toliver.”
“Drake Graham.” Drake replied standing up and shaking the detective’s hand.
"Aubrey!" A female voice called. Drake swung his head in the direction of the voice. Catching Nicki in his arms he hugged her tight letting her know everything was alright.
"I’m fine, but where’s Kyleigh?"
"Still at my mom’s. Wait, why are here then?"
“Uh Nic this is Detective Toliver.”
“Detective?” Nicki hesitantly shook the detective’s hand.
“Mr. Graham, would like to talk in private?”
“Like hell he does!” Nicki answered.
“Anything you have to say you can say it in front of her.”
“Okay, let’s sit down then,” The detective instructed, leading the way, “I just need to get your side of what happened?”
“Apparently so do I.”
“Okay, do you know this young woman by the name of Draya Michele?”
“The temp? You’re here for the temp!”
“Nicki please, yes, she worked at my office for about 2-3 weeks.”
“Can you please give me some sort of idea why she attempted to commit suicide?”
“Commit suicide?!”
“Okay ma’am, if you could please let your husband talk.”
“Excuse you?”
Drake looked down, running his hand over his face.
“I don’t know okay she only worked with us for a few weeks.”
“Alright, so you’re saying in those few weeks she worked there, she was able to fantasize you two were together, romantically.”
“No, no, no.”
“You’re having an affair?!”
“No! I am not Nicki!”
“I can’t believe this.”
“Look, she came onto me at our annual Christmas party, then she showed up at the resort I was at for business and said she was my wife, Onika. Oh and there was an incident in the parking garage.”
“Care to elaborate on the parking garage incident?”
“Yeah Drake, care to elaborate?”
“I was leaving work to come home to my wife and daughter and she was in my car and ripped open her jacket and all she had on was lingerie.”
“She was half naked in yo car and you didn’t tell me!!”
“Okay, it says here when you rejected her in at the hotel you went up to your room and you find her naked, unresponsive in your bed.”
“That hoe was naked in your bed Drake!” Nicki exclaimed grabbing his chin and making him look at her.
“Mrs. Graham.” Detective Toliver repeated.
“Do you wanna get popped sir?!” Nicki swung her head around.
“Onika!”
“Oh don’t fucking Onika me-”
“Excuse me!”
“What?!” Nicki screamed making the people in hospital waiting room look in their direction.
“Mr. Graham, would you say this relationship-”
“It wasn’t a relationship! I have no relations with her whatsoever!”
“Alright lemme get this straight. You’re trying to tell me she made this whole thing up.”
“Yes!! That’s what I’ve been saying. Nicki, she’s making this whole thing up.”
“Oh shut the fuck up, if she was quote ‘making this whole up’ why didn’t you tell me? Huh?!”
“Your wife’s got a good point. Just wondering, why would she pick you?”
“The detective has a good point. Why would she pick you?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know. Maybe I-”
“Maybe you what?”
“Maybe she took something I said out of context.”
“Oh really? What you say then?! Hello!”
“Okay. Mrs. Graham, I’m gonna have to ask you to leave.”
“She isn’t going anywhere!” Drake said grabbing her knee.
“Don’t fucking touch me!”
“Look! I didn’t lead her on! I don’t know how the hell she found where I was staying nor how she got in my room.”
“Well, the hotel manager said that Draya, identified herself as your wife so they gave her your room number and a keycard.”
“Your wife?!”
“Nika, wait!”
Nicki quickly grabbed her purse and stood up trying to fight Drake off of her.
“I told you not to touch me!”
“Onika just listen to me!”
“Did you fuck her?!”
“No! I didn’t!”
“If you did would you tell me? Or would I have to rush down to a hospital, fearing something horrible happened to my husband to find out he’s okay and he’s just here for some hoe and then have a detective make you tell everything?!”
“Nicki stop yelling! This is what she wants! She wants us against each other. Don’t-”
“Mr. Graham?”
“Please don’t leave.”
“Look, I really don’t care if you fucking this girl or not-”
“I’m not fucking her!!”
“Excuse me, there’s the doctor.” Detective Toliver said.
“Nicki this is just a huge misunderstanding, I swear.”
“Oh! A misunderstanding! So a woman, winds up at your hotel claiming to be me and then tries to kill herself, is just a huge misunderstanding! I’m outta here!”
“Onika!” Drake called after her, getting ready to chase her down, but the detective interrupted once again.
“So, the doctor said she’s gonna be okay and is going to be transfer to suicide watch, but she was lucid enough to give an number in case of an emergency.” The detective explained showing Drake the piece of paper with his cell phone and home number on it.
“Dammit!!!” Drake screamed before running out of the hospital, in hopes of finding, Nicki outside.
After searching for Nicki, Drake concluded that she got in her car and drove back home. Quickly, jogging to his car, he unlocked it and got in, starting it up. Racing home as fast as he could, hoping no cops were around. He needed to talk to Nicki before it was too late.
“Onika!!” Drake called out entering the house. Hearing some banging and clanging off in the distance, he wandered to the kitchen, finding Nicki picking up the plastic plates and bowl from earlier this morning from her and Kyleigh’s breakfast.
“Hey Nic, can we talk?”
“Listen Onika, all I wanna do is ta-”
“WHAT?! WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?!”
“I just wanna talk you sweetheart.” Drake coached.
“Don’t fucking sweetheart me. I don’t wanna talk to you.”
“Okay that’s fine, but please listen.”
“Listen?! I think I listened enough at the hospital!”
“Nicki please. You know me and you know-”
“I know you?! Nah! I don’t know who this filthy bastard is in front of me!”
“I was wrong Nicki.”
“I just have one question for you Drake.”
“Yeah?”
“If I wasn’t worried sick about you and drove to the hospital, would you even have told me? Or were you going to continue to lie to my fucking face!!” Nicki screamed.
“Of course!!”
“Sure you would’ve! Kinda like you told me about the party and the parking garage and hell who know what else you ‘told’ me.”
“Okay Nicki, I’m wrong. I know I’m wrong. I’m sorry. I should’ve told you everything from the beginning.”
“Yes, you should’ve! Now, why didn’t you?!”
“B-Because I d-di-”
“Huh?!”
“Because I didn’t know how to tell you without me looking…” Drake calmly said letting the end of his sentence trail off.
“Without you looking what? Guilty?”
“No Nicki-”
“Wrong? No matter what word you use it’s still wrong! I’m your fucking wife! Ya bitch ass let this happen.”
“Wait wait! You think I wanted this to happen?!”
“Oh don’t you dare try to flip this around and yell at me! I think you’re forgetting that I used to work with you. I know and seen all your games and was a playin’ all these girls, but you NEVER did that to me! You made me feel special! Like I meant something to know and I was different from the rest! You didn’t treat me like this until now!! Does marriage mean anything to you? Does these rings mean anything to you?”
“Onika! Yes! Of course it does! Why are trying to make it look like I cheated on you!”
“Why are you downplaying this whole thing! You lied to me!! You even had the balls to look straight into my face and lie to me! So, obviously this marriage is a lie and so are these fucking rings!!” Nicki yelled, taking off her ring and throwing it at him.
“Nicki, just please listen to me!”
“No! I’m done listening! I’m done talking! I’m done looking at your disgusting face!”
“Look! This woman came onto me!! She’s fucking sick!!”
“Do I ever ask you for anything?”
“What?”
“You heard me. All I ever ask is for you to be honest with me and love me.”
“I do love you!! I did tell you the truth!”
“No. You. Fucking. Didn’t!” Nicki screamed before throwing a dish at the wall next to him.
“I did!”
“No! I specifically asked did anything happen at the party and you looked me right in my face and lied to me! You need to go!”
“Nick-”
“Just stop! Just leave please!”
“Nothing happened with her!!”
“If you aren’t out by morning I’m callin’ the cops.” Nicki stated before walking away.
"ONIKA!"
Nicki
woke up at 8:30, Monday morning and started getting herself ready for
her first day of class. After completing her morning routine and getting
dressed, she went to Kyleigh’s room to get ready for her day at Nicki’s
mom’s house.
"Kyyyyy.""Wake up baby."
Nicki reached her arm in the crib and gently rubbed Kyleigh’s back. Kyleigh started to fuss and whine about, rubbing her face in her pillow.
"Good morning baby. I know you’re not a morning person like me but we gotta get up. We’re gonna see Mama." Nicki told her as she went to her dresser and picked out her outfit for the day. Nicki turned her head and saw Kyleigh standing up watching her.
"That’s my big girl." Nicki cooed.
She picked up Kyleigh and gently put her on the carpeted floor to dress her. Once she was all dressed, Nicki picked her up and rushed down the stairs, not wanting to be late for her first day of class.
Nicki had always loved school, which happened to be one of the many things that attracted Drake to her. He likes his girls street and book smart.
Grabbing a couple bananas and some melt in your mouth snacks for Kyleigh, throwing them in her diaper bag before heading out the door.
Once Kyleigh was safely buckled in, Nicki walked around to the driver side of her suv, started it up, threw it in reverse and heading to her mom’s house. The car ride was filled with cooing, giggling and smiles as Nicki sang and talked to her baby girl. Before they both knew it, they were pulling into Nicki’s mother’s driveway. Nicki grabbed the diaper bag after shutting the suv off, she quickly walked to the other side of the car to get Kyleigh out of her car seat.
“Are you givin’ mommy the smiles?” Onika said in her baby voice. Putting Kyleigh on her hip and closing the car door, the two girls walked up to the front door and opened it. Nicki was immediately met with the scent of curry chicken.
“Ma! You made my favorite!”
"There’s my girl!" Mama Carol exclaimed grabbing Kyleigh out of her daughter’s arms.
"Really mom?"
"Oh. Hi Nicki."
"Hi." Nicki replied monotoned.
Nicki could hear her younger brother, Micaiah, snickering as she walked through the house to the kitchen.
"Oh shut up!"
"Ma!"
"What?"
"She just told me to shut up."
"Okay!"
“Okay?” Micaiah questioned.
"Whatever I’m gone after I grab some of this food." Nicki spoke up.
After grabbing a small container to put her Curry Chicken in, Nicki gave everyone a kiss before she was off to her first day of college. Tiny butterflies fluttered around her stomach making her nervous. Anxious and nervous were good words to describe how Nicki was.
Nicki parked her SUV and hopped out. She made the trek to the main building so she could grab her schedule and a school map. Looking at her schedule she saw she had Marketing first. Using her map she started walking in the direction of the Science Department. Only looking up so often she ended up running into someone.
“I’m so sorry.” Nicki gasped.
“It’s all good short stuff. You lost? Lemme help you out. Name’s Safaree by the way.”
“Uh yeah that would be great. My name is Onika but I go by Nicki.”
“I like short stuff better.”
Nicki giggled and rolled her eyes. Are we flirting? She asked herself.
“Um which way again?” Nicki changed the subject.
“Right this way short stuff.”
During the walk to Nicki’s class, her and Safaree made small talk. She learned that he was majoring in Engineering and his favorite hobby was riding motorcycles.
“You know you should come with me sometime?”
"Huh?” Nicki said surprisingly. Did he just ask me out?
“So we can ride together.”
“Oh um I can’t have a hu- uhm a huge event I have to plan for my mom.” She lied. Why did I just lie? What’s wrong with me?
“Aight, raincheck it is. Here we are.” He said opening the door for her before walking in behind her taking in the view of her round and plump backside.
Damn shawty bad got it all, boobs, brain, and a ass. Safaree mused in his head.
Meanwhile
Shaking his leg and fiddling around with his fingers, Drake sat nervously in the hospital waiting room waiting for a nurse, or a doctor, someone to come out and tell him something. Sure, he didn’t care or have love for Draya but he still wanted to make sure she was okay. That was just the person he was.
Checking the time on his blackberry, he heard an unfamiliar deep voice talk to him. He looked up and saw a tall, slender lightly tanned man standing before him.
“Can I help you?” Drake politely asked.
“Uh yes, I just need to ask you a couple questions. I’m Detective Melvin Toliver.”
“Drake Graham.” Drake replied standing up and shaking the detective’s hand.
"Aubrey!" A female voice called. Drake swung his head in the direction of the voice. Catching Nicki in his arms he hugged her tight letting her know everything was alright.
“Nicki, what are you doing here?”
”Ryan told me something happened and you were here? Are you okay?”"I’m fine, but where’s Kyleigh?"
"Still at my mom’s. Wait, why are here then?"
“Uh Nic this is Detective Toliver.”
“Detective?” Nicki hesitantly shook the detective’s hand.
“Mr. Graham, would like to talk in private?”
“Like hell he does!” Nicki answered.
“Anything you have to say you can say it in front of her.”
“Okay, let’s sit down then,” The detective instructed, leading the way, “I just need to get your side of what happened?”
“Apparently so do I.”
“Okay, do you know this young woman by the name of Draya Michele?”
“The temp? You’re here for the temp!”
“Nicki please, yes, she worked at my office for about 2-3 weeks.”
“Can you please give me some sort of idea why she attempted to commit suicide?”
“Commit suicide?!”
“Okay ma’am, if you could please let your husband talk.”
“Excuse you?”
Drake looked down, running his hand over his face.
“I don’t know okay she only worked with us for a few weeks.”
“Alright, so you’re saying in those few weeks she worked there, she was able to fantasize you two were together, romantically.”
“No, no, no.”
“You’re having an affair?!”
“No! I am not Nicki!”
“I can’t believe this.”
“Look, she came onto me at our annual Christmas party, then she showed up at the resort I was at for business and said she was my wife, Onika. Oh and there was an incident in the parking garage.”
“Care to elaborate on the parking garage incident?”
“Yeah Drake, care to elaborate?”
“I was leaving work to come home to my wife and daughter and she was in my car and ripped open her jacket and all she had on was lingerie.”
“She was half naked in yo car and you didn’t tell me!!”
“Okay, it says here when you rejected her in at the hotel you went up to your room and you find her naked, unresponsive in your bed.”
“That hoe was naked in your bed Drake!” Nicki exclaimed grabbing his chin and making him look at her.
“Mrs. Graham.” Detective Toliver repeated.
“Do you wanna get popped sir?!” Nicki swung her head around.
“Onika!”
“Oh don’t fucking Onika me-”
“Excuse me!”
“What?!” Nicki screamed making the people in hospital waiting room look in their direction.
“Mr. Graham, would you say this relationship-”
“It wasn’t a relationship! I have no relations with her whatsoever!”
“Alright lemme get this straight. You’re trying to tell me she made this whole thing up.”
“Yes!! That’s what I’ve been saying. Nicki, she’s making this whole thing up.”
“Oh shut the fuck up, if she was quote ‘making this whole up’ why didn’t you tell me? Huh?!”
“Your wife’s got a good point. Just wondering, why would she pick you?”
“The detective has a good point. Why would she pick you?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know. Maybe I-”
“Maybe you what?”
“Maybe she took something I said out of context.”
“Oh really? What you say then?! Hello!”
“Okay. Mrs. Graham, I’m gonna have to ask you to leave.”
“She isn’t going anywhere!” Drake said grabbing her knee.
“Don’t fucking touch me!”
“Look! I didn’t lead her on! I don’t know how the hell she found where I was staying nor how she got in my room.”
“Well, the hotel manager said that Draya, identified herself as your wife so they gave her your room number and a keycard.”
“Your wife?!”
“Nika, wait!”
Nicki quickly grabbed her purse and stood up trying to fight Drake off of her.
“I told you not to touch me!”
“Onika just listen to me!”
“Did you fuck her?!”
“No! I didn’t!”
“If you did would you tell me? Or would I have to rush down to a hospital, fearing something horrible happened to my husband to find out he’s okay and he’s just here for some hoe and then have a detective make you tell everything?!”
“Nicki stop yelling! This is what she wants! She wants us against each other. Don’t-”
“Mr. Graham?”
“Please don’t leave.”
“Look, I really don’t care if you fucking this girl or not-”
“I’m not fucking her!!”
“Excuse me, there’s the doctor.” Detective Toliver said.
“Nicki this is just a huge misunderstanding, I swear.”
“Oh! A misunderstanding! So a woman, winds up at your hotel claiming to be me and then tries to kill herself, is just a huge misunderstanding! I’m outta here!”
“Onika!” Drake called after her, getting ready to chase her down, but the detective interrupted once again.
“So, the doctor said she’s gonna be okay and is going to be transfer to suicide watch, but she was lucid enough to give an number in case of an emergency.” The detective explained showing Drake the piece of paper with his cell phone and home number on it.
“Dammit!!!” Drake screamed before running out of the hospital, in hopes of finding, Nicki outside.
After searching for Nicki, Drake concluded that she got in her car and drove back home. Quickly, jogging to his car, he unlocked it and got in, starting it up. Racing home as fast as he could, hoping no cops were around. He needed to talk to Nicki before it was too late.
“Onika!!” Drake called out entering the house. Hearing some banging and clanging off in the distance, he wandered to the kitchen, finding Nicki picking up the plastic plates and bowl from earlier this morning from her and Kyleigh’s breakfast.
“Hey Nic, can we talk?”
“Listen Onika, all I wanna do is ta-”
“WHAT?! WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?!”
“I just wanna talk you sweetheart.” Drake coached.
“Don’t fucking sweetheart me. I don’t wanna talk to you.”
“Okay that’s fine, but please listen.”
“Listen?! I think I listened enough at the hospital!”
“Nicki please. You know me and you know-”
“I know you?! Nah! I don’t know who this filthy bastard is in front of me!”
“I was wrong Nicki.”
“I just have one question for you Drake.”
“Yeah?”
“If I wasn’t worried sick about you and drove to the hospital, would you even have told me? Or were you going to continue to lie to my fucking face!!” Nicki screamed.
“Of course!!”
“Sure you would’ve! Kinda like you told me about the party and the parking garage and hell who know what else you ‘told’ me.”
“Okay Nicki, I’m wrong. I know I’m wrong. I’m sorry. I should’ve told you everything from the beginning.”
“Yes, you should’ve! Now, why didn’t you?!”
“B-Because I d-di-”
“Huh?!”
“Because I didn’t know how to tell you without me looking…” Drake calmly said letting the end of his sentence trail off.
“Without you looking what? Guilty?”
“No Nicki-”
“Wrong? No matter what word you use it’s still wrong! I’m your fucking wife! Ya bitch ass let this happen.”
“Wait wait! You think I wanted this to happen?!”
“Oh don’t you dare try to flip this around and yell at me! I think you’re forgetting that I used to work with you. I know and seen all your games and was a playin’ all these girls, but you NEVER did that to me! You made me feel special! Like I meant something to know and I was different from the rest! You didn’t treat me like this until now!! Does marriage mean anything to you? Does these rings mean anything to you?”
“Onika! Yes! Of course it does! Why are trying to make it look like I cheated on you!”
“Why are you downplaying this whole thing! You lied to me!! You even had the balls to look straight into my face and lie to me! So, obviously this marriage is a lie and so are these fucking rings!!” Nicki yelled, taking off her ring and throwing it at him.
“Nicki, just please listen to me!”
“No! I’m done listening! I’m done talking! I’m done looking at your disgusting face!”
“Look! This woman came onto me!! She’s fucking sick!!”
“Do I ever ask you for anything?”
“What?”
“You heard me. All I ever ask is for you to be honest with me and love me.”
“I do love you!! I did tell you the truth!”
“No. You. Fucking. Didn’t!” Nicki screamed before throwing a dish at the wall next to him.
“I did!”
“No! I specifically asked did anything happen at the party and you looked me right in my face and lied to me! You need to go!”
“Nick-”
“Just stop! Just leave please!”
“Nothing happened with her!!”
“If you aren’t out by morning I’m callin’ the cops.” Nicki stated before walking away.
"ONIKA!"
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