Rock It 'Til Waterfalls

      

Nicki

I sat back in my seat on my private jet, “listening” to the pilot go on and on about airplane safety and if something bad should happen, here’s what to do. He should honestly turn his chubby ass around and go back to the cockpit. Me, Thembi and Sherika made it obvious we weren’t paying attention, but this nigga kept talking and talking.
“Sir, I’m sorry, but I got places to be and people to see and you’re holdin’ me up.”
“Ms. Minaj, this is for your and friends safety. So if you don’t mind…”

I know this pasty pale ass muthafucka didn’t just shut me up. I was about to say something until I heard Sherika clear her throat. I cut my eyes in her direction and looked back at my mentions on twitter, hearing a slight giggle from Thembi.

Now, in a bad mood, I open my twitter app to talk to my Barbz in hopes of them cheering me up. As soon as that pissed me off, I opened my Apple laptop and finished some of my work. Luckily, the flight was long at all and I was in Vegas in no time.

| Final Day In Vegas |

I tried to hide my excitement to finally see my husband. It’s been a long time. We had a rough patch but everything has pretty much gone back to normal and I’m excited to pick up where we left off. Well kinda. Where we left off was kinda bad, so um start a new leaf I guess.

“You both know I can hear you right?” I told my girls who were snickering and whispering.

“Oh really? What were we talkin’ about?” Thembi’s smart ass asked me.

“Not sure, but it was probably about me.”

“Conceited much?” Sherika chimed in.

After shooting a glare at them, Sherika and Thembi confessed that they were in fact talking about me, which I already knew. They were talking about the usual, me and Drizzy Drake.

“Girl stop frontin’! You know you want some of Drizzy D!”

“Thembi shut the fuck up.”

“And you were less bitchy when you got it on the regular.”

“Sherika!!”

“See.”

“Alright, I’m sick of you hoes! I’m leavin’.”

“Wait!” Sherika shouted.

“What?”

“Where are you going?”

“To check out Club Haze, Big Sean is hosting.”

 “Well hold on, wait for us.”

“No I won’t. Goodnight.”

“Aww someone’s in their feelings.” I heard Thembi yell from a distance then I heard them cackles. I rolled my eyes so hard I almost gave myself a headache.


                                                 ~~~~~~~~~~


During the elevator ride up to my suite, I reflected on my trip. It started off on a bad foot but ended up being a great long weekend. I know I don’t usually do the club scene anymore but I actually had fun good point in my life. The elevator dinged and the door opened, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Unlocking the door, a sudden rush of excitement rippled through me, remembering that I see the *sighs* love of my life.

 Quickly, I undressed and took off my makeup and climbed into bed.

Drake

For the first time in a long time I actually woke up, happy. It’s been a minute since me and Nic got to spend time together. Swinging my feet off my bed, I got up to do my morning routine.
Leaving my room and making the long trek to my kitchen to make a quick breakfast I saw what a mess my house was. After contemplating about if I should clean or not, I began picking up and throwing away the bigger items that were just laying around.

Hours had passed and the anticipation of seeing was too much. I looked outside and saw my boys swimming and playin’ basketball. Opening the door, going outside my boys saw me and dapped me.

“Where ya been Drizzy?”

“In the house.”

“Oh word? I ain’t know that.” Ryan said sarcastically.

“Oh Ry you ain’t know, Nicki’s coming over.” OB added.

I couldn’t help but smile when he mentioned her name. I shook my head and walked off before they could ask questions.

“Aww shit nigga! Drizzy ‘bout to get some pussy!!” Chubbs hollered. Still smiling, I tried to ignore them ‘cause if it leads into that, then fine and if not, that’s cool too.

“Nothing from Drizzy? Wow.” Courtne said,

“Y’all wildin’ Imma just sit here in silence.”

“Damn Drake.”

“Look, I’m just bullshittin’ around til she gets here.” I replied getting into my pool.

I switched the topic and I started talking to my boys. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Courtne grab my iPhone and order me to look down and put my hand on my head.

“Just do it!”

“Okay! Damn.”

After hearing the sound of a camera snapping a picture, I figured out what she was doing.

“Lemme see.”

“No I got you.” I sighed and shook my head. Maybe coming out here wasn’t the best idea.

Nicki

I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm going off. I was about to hit snooze but then I realized today is the day. I sprang out of my bed and proceeded to do my morning rituals. Collecting the few items of mine that were out, I quickly threw them in my purse.

“GET UP BUTTHOLES!! I GOTTA GO! HURRY UP AND GET READY TO LEAVE OR I’M LEAVIN’ YA ASSES HERE!” I shouted over the banging and clanging I was making to get Sherika and Thembi up.

“Ughhhh.” They both groaned in unison.

“Oh good morning my sunshines, glad to see you guys are awake.”

“C’mon Them, let hurry up so she can get dicked down and shit can go back to normal.” Sherika told Thembi.

“Oh shut up.”

“We all know what’s gonna happen, whether it’s a plan or not, quit frontin’, nothing’s wrong with getting some dick.”

“We’re leaving in 10 minutes.”

Just as I was double checking I had everything, the girls were behind me waiting.

“We’re ready your highness.”

“Great! Oh y’all look like y’all could use some dick. You know there’s nothing wrong with little dick.” I said mockingly.

After riding the elevator down, we got in our waiting car that is taking us to the airport. I decided to check my Instagram feed. As I scrolled down, I saw Drake’s photo.


Not gonna lie, he is lookin fuckin’ sexy. Before I knew it we were at the private airport. Again, we got the stupid ass safety speech. I just wanna go see my Aubrey, is that too much to ask for?

Before, we got on the plane, I texted Aubz, a plane emoji. Hopefully, he’ll figure it out.

| Back in LA |

I discreetly rushed into my house and grabbed my bigger purse and threw my new bathing suit, some clothes, my toiletries, and other items in there. Quickly, scurrying into the bathroom to freshen up before I left. I brushed my teeth, checked the little bit of makeup I had on, threw my hair in a bun, and smoothed over my casual outfit. God, I was nervous.

It’s just Drake, why the hell am I so nervous?

After taking a breath, I left the bathroom,  grabbed my bag on the way out of my room and said my goodbyes to my girls then I was off to finally see my husband.

Drake

After seeing the message Nic sent me, I started to get really nervous. She always made me nervous. She was the only woman that was capable of doing that. I started reminiscing about us in the past. The way we understood each other, how we could tell each other everything or nothing, how good her silky skin felt against mine, us being close, just everything. I wanna hug her and kiss her, hell, just seeing her is enough for me. I just miss her man, her smile, her laugh, just her.

My phone alerted me to a text message, bringing me out of my thoughts. Her text read, on my way, I felt my heart rate quicken when I read it. Sitting around, waiting wasn’t doing me any good, so I decided to go back outside.

“She comin’ yet?” Ryan asked,

“Pauz, and yeah she’s on her way now.”

“You not gonna wait for her?”

“Heh, are you kidding she takes forever to get ready and stuff so I may be a skeleton by the time she gets here.”

“Oh is that right?”

“Yeah.”

After I answered Ryan I felt so many eyes glaring at me. “Alright fine fuck I’m nervous okay!”

“Okay calm, calm.”

“Awww Drizzy!!” Courtne cooed.

“Court, really?”

“What?”

I shook my head at her. I was about to say something back, but a familiar voice made my head snap around.

“Lemonade?”

There she stood, the queen. My queen. My mouth dry when I saw what she was wearing. The hues of blue made her skin look radiant. The heels complimented her frame to a ‘T’.

“So are you just gonna stare or can I get a hug?” She bluntly stated.

I hung my head and smiled before getting up and going to her.

“Hey baby.”  I greeted. I felt her smile against me as she said a quiet hi back.

“Oh this is just so beautiful!” OB exclaimed while wiping a fake tear.

“Shut up OB!” Nicki retorted before letting me go to see everyone else.

I could tell Nika was nervous too. She was really quiet and kept messing with her fingers. I stood up from my chair and went over to her. Grabbing her hand, she stood up and I had her follow me into the house.

“Talk to me Nika.”

“I could tell you the same too.” She giggled.

“Don’t be nervous. It’s just me.”

“Nervous? Who said I was nervous?”

“Ahh, some things never change.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She asked as we walked to couch.

“You still think I don’t know better than you know yourself.”

“But you don’t though.”

“So, you, Nicki Minaj, known for her loud, crazy personality, all of sudden gets quiet for no reason.”

“I have a toned down personality to ya know. You even said it yourself.”

I saw her bite her lip once she finished talking. Letting me know she still remembered. I flashed my signature smile and felt her slap me upside the head, causing me to chuckle.

“Don’t fucking flatter yourself.”

“Girl, who the fuck are you talking to like that?”

“Uh well unless you see Casper the Friendly Ghost here, I’m talkin’ to you.”

“Getcha ass over here!”

“No!”

“You gettin’ it now.”

“Gettin’ what nigga?”

I heard her gasp and lightly moan as grabbed her arm and pulled her to me, slapping her ass and biting her weak spot on her neck.

“Who were you talkin’ to again?”

“I said I was talking to you.” She told me and got out of my grasp. She turned around and stuck her tongue out at me.

“I’m gonna get you so you better hide now.” I warned.

“Oh no what’s the boy gonna do to me? I’m so scared.” She cackled before running off.

After waiting a moment, I went to find, which I knew wouldn’t be that hard. She still thinks I don’t know her like that. What am I gonna do with her? I skipped all the other rooms in my house knowing she wouldn’t wander that far again. Last time she was here she got lost. That was funny. Opening my bedroom door, I immediately went to my closet.

“Gee, where oh where could she be? She couldn’t be up there, she’s too short. Hmm lower probably. Oh not that one. Nope that one either. Hmmm maybe this one.” I playfully spoke before pulling my hangers full of clothes to each side.

“There she is.”

“Fuck you.”

“Oh word? Aight, let’s go.”

“Go wher- AUBREY PUT ME DOWN!!”

“Huh? What?” I pretended not hear her. I walked over to the bed and flopped her down on it.

“Now what nigga?”

“Since I am a nice guy, I decided to give you a chance to apologize.”

“For what? I was talking to you.”

“I don’t like your tone Onika.”

“Okay so.”

I sighed and cracked my fingers before quickly grabbing her sides to tickle her. A little scream 
was audible before the laughter began. Damn, I missed that laugh and that smile.

“STAHPPPPP!!!”

“Ready to apologize?”

“HAHAHAHAHAHA YES!!”

I slowed my hands and removed them. She caught her breath and wiped her eyes.

“I’m waiting.”

“Nigga-”

I held up my hand.

“I don’t think that’s how I’m Sorry is supposed to go.”

N/O

Nicki looked at Drake like he was out of his mind.

“This nigga serious?” She mentally spoke to herself.

Letting out a deep sigh, she finally apologized making Drake smile wide.

“That’s my boo boo.”

Nicki blushed when he called her that. One of the few nicknames he had for her. They silently stared into each others eyes until Drake spoke up.

“Here let’s get these off of you.” Referring to the heels she was still wearing.

A light smile graced Nicki’s face. Still the absolute gentleman she remembered. Drake sat next to her and looked over at her. Catching his gaze, Nicki crawled on his lap. Laying her head on his chest, sighing at the feeling of completion she got when she was with him and only him.

“I missed you a lot Nika.” Drake whispered to her.

“I tried my damnedest not to miss ya ass, but I did miss you a lot.” She giggled.

“You never know what you got until it’s gone.”

“Well I’m back now.” She replied before lifting her head up to kiss him.

That spark ran through the both them. Almost shocking them out of the kiss.

“I missed doing that.” Nicki said breaking the kiss.

“I missed getting them.” Drake told her before attaching his plump lips to hers again. So soft, so smooth. He felt her turn her body so she was straddling him, deepening the kiss that was only meant to be a quick peck on the lips. Nicki’s tiny hands touched the sides of his face while Drake gripped her sides, making Nicki weak. He still knew what to do to her. Whether that be comforting her while she was sad, or knowing how to make her laugh, or knowing all the right place to touch her to make her quiver, moan, whimper, and last, but not least he knew how to make her scream. Only he could do that. Nicki dropped her hands to her wrap that was on her waist and began to take it off.

“Whoa baby. We don’t have to.”

“I want to Aubrey. I wanna be with you. I want you to show me how much you love me.”

“You know how much I love you.”

“What if I need a reminder?” She giggled into his neck before lightly kissing and sucking on his one spot that she only knew about.

“Damn, Nic.” He sighed and dropped his hands down to her ass. He grabbed the thin fabric of the cover up she had on and swiftly pulled it out from under her. Nicki’s lips returned to his and felt him rub the small of her back, caressing her, making her feel good without doing much. His hands slipped to the top of her thighs and lightly rubbed up and down, lightly scratching her thighs with his short nails as well. Nicki felt him rise under her, making her hip unintentionally start to roll and grind on him. Soft moans were barely audible. The anticipation was getting to be too much for them. Drake broke the kiss and started devouring her neck while grabbing her plump ass.

Drake rolled them over so that Nicki was on her back. He slowly kissed from her neck to her chest, reaching under her to take off her top. Licking around her big breasts before getting to her hard nipples. Always were sensitive. Biting down softly on one of them, Drake heard her whimper. Removing his hand from her other breast, he slid it down her flat abdomen getting to the hem of her bathing suit bottoms. His fingers traced it and lightly danced around her most sensitive area.

“Uh, always w-were a teaseee.”

Cupping her pussy with his hand, he felt the dampness on her bottoms. He began lightly rubbing her making her squirm under him. Slowly, he made his way down to her sweet river. He grabbed the hem of her bottoms and pulled off. Nicki lifted her big hips and held her legs up. He began licking up and down her inner thighs. Nicki grabbed her breasts and groaned at the teasing he was giving her.

“Please.” She begged. Only he could make her be submissive.

Drake smirked and started flicking his tongue over sensitive and swollen clit, making her shudder and jerk. Sucking, biting and licking all over her wet flesh.

“F-Fuck!”

He inserted two fingers in her, curling them so they could hit that spot, sending her into her orgasm.

“Aubrey!”

He withdrew his fingers once she came down from her high and stuck them in her mouth for her to lick and suck all her juices. Pulling his fingers from her mouth, he thumbed her clit making her moan and squirm. He pulled his pants down and slowly gave her all of him. Nicki’s mouth hung open as she felt him enter her tight wet opening. She felt him pull out, almost groaning in displeasure before the feeling of him returning into her fast and hard. Nicki’s hands flew to her mouth as her orgasm suddenly crashed into her.

“Scream for me baby.”

“It feels so good.”

“I love you.” He whispered into her ear as he pumped into her at a steady pace.

About two hours had passed. Drake got her into his favorite position. He heard her giggle. A thought run through his mind. Maybe it wasn’t just his favorite position anymore. Reaching around, he started rubbing her clit. Nicki bit her bottom lip as her hand gripped the bed sheet.

“Ready?”

“G-Give it to mmme.”

Drake stroked himself and teased her with his tip before slamming into her once. She collapsed under him, shaking. He picked her up put her on her back.

“Couldn’t it take huh?”

“Shhut up.”

He smirked and reached down to rub her clit. Nicki moaned out and grabbed his arm that was holding him up. She dug her sharp nails into his arm as she neared another orgasm. Drake moved his hand and slammed into her, making her scream just the way he liked. He continued thrusting until he got his too. Her screaming his name over and over filled his ear, driving him closer and closer to his orgasm.

“C-Cum inside m-me Papii.” Nicki struggled to say. She continued talking dirty to him knowing it would send him over the edge.

“Goddamit Onika.” He groaned as he filled her.

Drake pulled out of her and massaged her. Whispering sweet nothing’s in her ear. He pulled her to his chest and threw the sheets over them. Rubbing her back until she succumbed to her sleep.

Coming Soon

| A Week Before Mother’s Day |

"Mommy you can’t tell Drake or his mother until I do. Okay?"
"Okay! Better say someting soon Onika!"
"I will!! He’s already gonna be mad that I didn’t tell him first."
"He’s not gonna be mad."
"Oh then what’s he gonna be?" Nicki asked with attitude.
"Watch who ya talkin’ too," Mama Carol told her daughter, "He’s gonna over the moon and surprised Nicki."
"If you say so.”
“I know so. Are you nervous?”
“No mommy! Why would I be nervous?”
“Nicki…”
“Okay fine! I am, but I don’t know why.”
“It’s perfectly normal to be nervous. Everything’s gonna be okay, now mommy’s gotta go to the studio.”
“Oh god it’s so weird hearing that.”
“It’s weird saying it my dear. I love you Onika! Tell my son in law soon!”
“I will, I will. I love you too mommy.”

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“Hey Nic? You okay? You’ve been acting weird?” Drake questioned.
“Huh?”
“I asked if you were okay? You’re acting strange.”
“Yeah I’m fine.”
“Are you lying to me?”
That question made a lump appear in Nicki’s throat. She forgets that Drake knows her like the back of his hand.
“N-No.” Nicki cursed herself for stuttering. She wanted to tell him but she has a plan.
“You sure?”
“Yes Papi, geez!”
“Just checkin ma! Simmer down.”
“Okay, thank you baby.” Nicki said as she was on her tip toes, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Nicki let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding in once he stepped out of the house to shoot hoops with his boys. She had to tell him and fast. He’s getting suspicious. Nicki quickly finished prepping for dinner before jogging up the stairs and calling Sherika.
“This hoe better answer the phone.” Nicki said aloud.
“Hello?” Sherika answered.
“Drake’s getting suspicious!”
“Why do you sound so surprised? When are you gonna finally get it through your head that, that boy know you like we and ya mama know you?”
“I called to talk, not a lecture. Hush the noise.”
“It isn’t noise if it’s the truth Onika.”
“Goodbye.”
With that, Nicki ended the call. She grabbed her computer and googled ways to tell your significant other you’re pregnant. Instinctively, Nicki rubbed her stomach and smiled at the fact that she is having a baby by the man of her dreams and the love of her life. She found some pictures and an idea sparked in her brain. Selecting four of her favorite photos and printing them out, her plan was in action.
“I can do this….After dinner I’ll tell him….yeah good plan…why am I so nervous?” Nicki spoked to herself as she hid the photos with her work belongings.
After sighing to herself, she went to the staircase and descended down them. Nicki quickly had everything cooking since she had already prepared most of it. Her stomach started to get a little queasy so she pulled open the sliding glass door and yelled to Drake.
“Hey baby!”
“Dinner’s ready?!”
“No, not yet you pig! Do we have any ginger ale?!”
“What?!”
“Ginger ale! Do we have some?!”
“What?!”
“Fuck it! Nevermind!” Nicki screamed and then mumbled to herself as she went back to the kitchen and stirred her pasta noodles.
A little while later the pasta was done and Nicki set the table.
“Boys!!! Dinner!!” Nicki hurried out of the way, because she knew a stampede was about to happen. The boys rushed inside the house and sat down at the table.
“Babe, you not eatin’?” Drake asked.
“I am.” Nicki answered before getting a tub of ice cream and a jar of dill pickles out of the freezer and refrigerator. All the boys turned their face up in disgust.
“You good Nic?” Chubbs questioned.
“Yep.”
“Drake, what’s wrong with wifey?” Mark whispered to Drake.
“Something’s up but I don’t know what.”
“Uhh y’all stank. Excuse me.”
“Where are you going?” Drake asked.
“To puke, I’ll be back.”
“Nic!”
“Stay there! I’m fine!” Nicki yelled back as the sound of her voice kept getting farther and farther away.

| After Dinner |

Nicki returned to the dining room to find the boys gone and the plates and bowls in the sink, rinsed out and everything. Nicki sighed and rubbed her stomach again.
“Aww fuck, I gotta tell him.” Nicki pouted.
“Him? Him who?” Drake inquired, scaring Nicki.
“You dick!!”
“I’m sorry! I thought you would hear my footsteps!”
“Well I didn’t.”
“Well I apologize, now tell him what? Who’s him?”
“Him is you asshole.”
“Alright, drop the fucking attitude. I’m just trying to see if you’re okay.”
Nicki grabbed his hand and attempted to pull him, but he stood his ground.
“Aubrey, I’m sorry okay, I’m freaking out and I don’t know how to tell you. Just don’t be mad please.”
“Well ‘don’t be mad’ usually means I’ll get mad, but okay. What is it?”
“You have to come upstairs.”
“Seriously? You can’t just say it?”
“No! Aubrey I can’t!”
“Alright fine.”
Nicki lead the way up the stair and into their bedroom. She told Drake to sit on the bed and of course Drake gave her a funny look.
“Drake.”
“Okay, okay.”
Nicki went to grab the four pictures. She looked at them and sighed knowing this was it. Their lives were about change, drastically. Were they ready for the ride?
“Look at this pictures. What is the recurring theme?”






“Um well they all look to be pregnant. One’s even holding a baby.”
“Right…. What do you think about that?”
“Uh I don’t know. What do you mean?”
“Okay, why do you think I’m showing you these?”
“I don’t- wait…. Are you?” Drake asked as big smile graced his face making one appear on Nicki’s as well.
“Am I?”
“Onika. Are you trying to tell me you’re pregnant?”
Nicki looked at the ground and nodded her head.
“Well why didn’t you just tell me!!” Drake exclaimed before standing and engulfing her into a hug.
“I was scared.” Nicki confessed.
“Why?”
“Because I was.”
“When did you find out?”
“Two weeks ago.”
“Two weeks ago?!”
“Aubbie please don’t be mad.”
“Who else knew?”
“My mom and my best friends.”
“Dammit Nicki.”
“I know, I know Aubrey. I’m sorry. It was instinct to call my mom and then after that I was gonna tell you but I chickened out and my mom told TT and then TT told the rest of the girls.”
“Alright.” He sighed.
“Don’t be mad at me Papi.” Nicki said in her baby voice, adding her famous pout knowing he couldn’t stay mad at her.
“I’m not mad…. Anymore.  Now, let’s tell my boys.”
“Okay.” Nicki giggled.

Determined Destiny // Chapter 9 // Who Do You Love?

      

AMI’S POV

This man has the audacity to walk out on me, yet again. In front of his mother. Who the fuck does that? I know Aubrey and I have some working to do on our loving relationship but, this kinky cat and mouse game is going on for too long. Grad is in a few days, and a few days after, i’m suppose to be saying ‘I do.’ with the man I love.
"I apologize for his horrendous behavior, Ami." Mama Sandi said to me. I plastered a fake smile and looked towards her.
"It’s alright Mom, I understand. I think I should check on him though. You know, his issues with anger." When in all reality, I was pissed And, I knew exactly where he was going. The bitch.
"Oh, Ami. You are just so wonderful. I don’t understand why Aubrey dislikes you." She smiled and hugged me. This lady smells like mothballs and sweat. When she released, I forced the smile back on my face. I said goodbye and grabbed my coat. I’m going to let this hoe know, who she’s dealing with.
I stormed into her house. The absent cars notified me that I didn’t have to uphold my sweet girl image to Nicki’s parents. Perfect. I walked into Nicki crying, of course. And Aubrey holding her. They both looked up and I crossed my arms.
"Dammit Ami! Why do you keep following us?" Aubrey yelled standing up. I saw Nicki pulling down her sleeves but I shrugged it off.
"Why are you always here with this Trick?!" I yelled.
"Who are you calling a Trick?!" She attempted to defend herself. But I knew she wasn’t shit. Never will be.
"Sit down, Nobody was talking to you. Grown ups are speaking." I swerved and looked back at Aubrey.
"Grown up? Bitch you the size of a smurf." She think she got joke. I rolled my eyes, and then hit Aubrey’s arm for laughing. Nigga. It wasn’t funny.
"Aubrey, you’re coming home with me, now."
"He’s not going anywhere." Nicki stood up and walked over to me.
"Excuse me, but did I not say, ‘Aubrey’? Who the fuck was talking to you." I walked up to her. I’m not scared. Before she could retaliate, Aubrey pulled her back and stepped in front of her.
"Now is not the time, Ami." He said sternly.
"Aubrey, let’s go."
"Ami, go home."
"Not without you."
"Shut the fuck up and get out of my house." Nicki pulled him back and got back up to my face. Honestly, her pores are the size of texas. She looks like fucking Kruger. 
"Make me, bitch." She looked away and chuckled. But before I knew it, her fist had hit me. Lucky shot. I brought my hand to where she had punched me and looked at Aubrey. He was laughing. My eyes started to water but I didn’t want them to see my cry.
"Aubrey…Do something."
"You came here looking for a fight, didn’t you?" He said. I looked at both of them and rolled my eyes, letting the tears fall.
"Fuck you." Is all I could say before leaving. Fuck them.

    

NICKI’S POV

I fucking hate that bitch! Yes I know hate is a strong word but wholeheartedly hate her and Shawn. Sometimes I feel like this is all a terrible dream and that our parents wouldn’t do this to us,

but I wake up everyday facing the reality that it’s not. 

“Thanks to that bitch, my fucking hand is killing me.”
“Oh my God that was hilarious! I can’t get how she was acting all bad and shit then you stepped to her and decked her and then the look of shock on her face!” Drake spoke while laughing. I smiled and looked at him.
“You do realize she’s gonna tell your mom right?” He frowned and fell back onto the sofa.
“Nic! Why did you have to ruin my fun?” He groaned. I shrugged and climbed on top of him.
“Sorry, but its the truth. She’s gonna tell your mom, your mom is gonna tell your dad, and then your parents are gonna tell my parents.” I sighed and put my head down on his chest. He started playing with the strands of my hair.
“Hey Nic-”
“Huh?” I looked up at him.
“You know since Grad is in a few days, we should sneak off. What do you think?”
“I think that’s a good idea that honestly could not go wrong.” I answered sarcastically.
“C’mon Nic! Don’t be negative! This may be our last…”
“Our last time together, yeah I know, no need to remind me.” I laid my head back down on his chest and started to draw circles with my finger tip.
"See even you know we probably aren’t gonna be able to see each other anymore.”
“Nic, I didn’t mean it like that. What could happen?”
“Uh we could get in trouble.”
“Oh. Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be?”
“Bish whet?” The look he gave me made me bust out laughing.
“Ok. Whatever do you mean darling?” I asked in my british accent.
He shook his head at me.
“I mean, we are already in trouble, so what some more gonna do? Unless you’re scared.”
“Uh excuse me? Scared. Do you know who you’re talking to? What makes you think I’m so scared?”
“By the way you’re acting.”
“You know what, fine! We can do it,” He brought his hands to my waist and lowered them towards my ass.
"We can?" He smirked.
"Pause, playboy." I saw a big smile appear on his face. I chuckled and smiled back at him. For the next couple of hours, Aubrey and I devised a plan and then we got on the topic of my problems.

I hate talking about them. I hate that I did that to myself.

Aubrey is the only person who knows and I plan on keeping it that way. My parents would be so ashamed if they found out. Hell, I’m even ashamed. I can’t believe I did it. I never thought I would be that person nor did I ever think I would be in this position I am either. 
Aubrey has this way of making everything okay and making you feel comfortable. He picks me up when I’m down or when I’m at my lowest point. The thought of not seeing him again saddens me because he’s everything to me. He’s practically my lifeline.

 

It was the next day and I woke up feeling happier than I have in months. I went ahead and told my mom my excuse which was one of my more simpler ones, the ‘I’m hanging out with my boys’. Today might be the last day I have to share with Onika, and i’m not gonna waste it.
I waved goodbye to my mom and walked towards the trail where Onika and I agreed to meet. I heard tiny footsteps behind me and I turned with a smile on my face, but that smile quickly faded when I saw Ami.
"What are you doing here?" She rubbed her arm and looked straight at me.
"I came to talk." I sighed heavily and looked around to see if Onika was coming. She wasn’t.
"Talk."
"I just wanted to say sorry. I know you really love Nicki, and i’ve been a jealous bitch. Fucking shit up." She didn’t look me in the eye, she just played with her feet, drawing circles in the dirt. I didn’t say anything. And I guess that cued the tears.
"I got to go pick up my dress with your mom." She slightly smiled. "See you next week." She walked away not saying another word. 


      

NICKI’S POV

"Yeah, With Thembi mom, love you." I hung up and continued to fix my hair. Last day with Aubrey. After Tonight, the next few days will be preparing for hell. Grad is tomorrow, and I have to prepare this fucking catastrophe my parents and the Camry’s call a wedding. I haven’t even seen Shawn since the shooting; I don’t want to anyway. I walked into my closet and picked one of the jays sitting in the corner. I looked back up and saw my grad dress. I stared at it for a while but was cut out of my trance when I heard a knock on the door. It couldn’t have been Aubrey, we’re meeting at the trail. I ran downstairs and answered to Satan.
"What th-" Before I could answer, Shawn planted his lips on me. I tried pushing him off, but he was too strong. 
"Shawn, get, off!" I mumbled during his slobbery kisses. He finally released and I hit him as hard as I could.
"ARE YOU SENILE?!" I yelled at him. He didn’t answer. I looked up at the large clock hanging on my wall. I pushed him aside and walked out. I’m late. I ignored him calling my name to come back, and started running towards the trail. The trail wasn’t far, but it wasn’t exactly close. And I wanted to get there as fast as I could. I came near to the spot and was about to speak, until I saw them.
She brought her arm up to his neck ran her fingers through his hair. I watched as Ami attacked him with his lips. I cleared my throat and watched them both turn around.
"Onika…" He said. I shrugged and nodded.
"Is this why you called me here?" I rolled my eyes back and looked up in attempt to not let my tears fall.
"Why do you always play with me?" I didn’t let him answer. I looked at Ami.
"Keep ‘em." I turned to walk away and saw Shawn running. He stopped when he saw me crying and stuck his hand out. I pushed it away and continued walking. He followed behind me.

    

AMI’S POV

Hook, line and sinker. Got ‘em right where I want ‘em. I didn’t plan on Nicki’s raggedy ass to come but, hey- was a great show. I looked at Aubrey he was looking at the ground. I put my hand on his arm but, he shrugged it off.
“This is all my fault.” I whispered. He looked at me and I looked away. This nigga is a sucker for waterworks. He kissed his teeth and brought me into a hug. I pushed him away.
“Don’t.” He looked at me confused. ” Don’t hug me. Let’s not pretend we’re buddy-buddy. We’re not buddy-buddy. Go get her Aubrey.” He looked straight at me and I weakly smiled.
“You’re serious…” I nodded and pointed to where she ran. He looked and sighed.
“I’ll just go home.” I looked at him. Perfect answer.
“Well, I’m heading there anyway, wanna walk together?” I stood out my hand and I was surprised her grabbed it. We walked hand in hand not saying a word. We walked up his driveway and he opened the door for me. I thanked him and walked inside.
“Mama G?” I yelled. I knew she wasn’t home, but I had to play along. He thinks I came to go get my dress with his mom. “She’s not home yet?” He shook his head ‘no’ and I sighed.
“You mind if I wait for her?” I sat at the table and watched the clock. After a few minutes he finally offered.
“You wanna…chill, upstairs?” I looked at him as if he was crazy, but inside I was screaming ‘hallelujah.’
“You think that’s a good idea?” He scratched the back of his head and shrugged. I stood up and walked near him.
“Lead the way.” He partly smiled and walked up the stairs into his room.
“Hey! Wanna have a little fun?”
“What kind of fun? Your fun always seems to get me in trouble with Nika.”
“I was just gonna drink while we watched the movie and I was wondering if you wanted to join?”
“Sure, why not? Maybe I can drink my problems away.”
“Maybe.” I smirked and sat on his bed, while getting a pint of vodka out of my bag as I waited for him to put a movie on. During the movie, drinks were flowing and he had considerably more than I did. Which was all part of the plan of course. But anyway back to Aubrey, I could see how upset he was. I know I was acting but, damn. It kinda really pains me to see him like this. I paused the movie and looked at him.
“What you do that for?” He asked. I scooted closer to him and looked him, eye to eye.
“You’re upset. Let’s talk.” He shook his head ‘no’ but I wasn’t taking that for an answer.
“You love her, a lot.” He looked up and sighed.
“She never wants to hear my side. She always jumps to conclusions. This always happens, and she hasn’t even texted me back.” I nodded and put my hand on his shoulder and this time, he didn’t deny me. I moved closer and whispered.
“I’d never do you like that, Aubrey.” We stared deeply into each others eyes until we both leaned in for a kiss. I felt sparks fly, as his lips planted against mine. Soon, things progressed rapidly and I squealed as he brought his arms to my waist bringing me up on top of him and he started kissing down my neck. I moaned lowly, biting my lip. He brought his hands down lower, cupping my ass. He grabbed it, which made me moan louder. He smirked and so did I. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and went in for another kiss. Before we knew it, clothes we’re being thrown left and right. Aubrey had already flipped me over and started teasing me.
“Mmm, please.” I begged. He smack my inner thigh and devoured me. I grabbed the soft bed covers and arched my back, letting him have his way with me. “Shit.” I cursed under my breath.

    

SHAWN’S POV 

“Can you stop following me?!” She yelled again before she attempted to slam the door in my face. I blocked her off and walked in.
“Sure Camry, come in. It’s not like I slammed the door in your face for a reason.” I chuckled and looked at her, hands in pocket.
“Where have you been?” She yelled at me. I shrugged and answered.
“Out and about.” She scoffed.
“Yeah, real husband material.”
“Oh so you’re considering it?”
“Do I have a fucking choice?” Damn.
“Barbie, chill.”
“Don’t call me barbie.” She stormed past me and walked into her kitchen. Kendrick Lamar started playing and I knew it was her cellphone. I reached for it, but she hit my hand.
“Don’t.” She looked at the caller ID and rolled her eyes, guess it was the lightskinned noodle nigga.
“Why are you here?” I could hear her voice crack.
I saw tears strike her enticing eyes and I felt my heart twinge. I always did like Nicki, but I never knew how to show it. The jerk card always worked with other girls but not with her so I’m at a loss.
“Nicki, don’t cry.” I reached up to her face and tried to wipe her tears, but she flinched away from. I couldn’t blame her. I treated her like shit. I put her through a lot. She has got to be the only one who can make the real me come out.
“Okay, lemme try something else,” I offered my hand out to her. She looked at it, then at me. I shook it, practically begging for her to grab it. She finally grabbed my hand and I walked her over to her bed and we sat down.
“I know I haven’t exactly been the best person to you, but I honestly really like you.”She laughed and rolled her eyes. I’m being one hunnid right now.
"I think you’re the only one who can make me be … me." She stood up from the bed and walked over to her dresser. I watched her prop her little body up, and sit on top; crossing her arms.
"You’re not the typical girl I hit and ditch. I can tell my front isn’t working. If you will give me another chance, I promise to do better.” She looked me in the eyes and studied me for a while. I guess she saw that I was being sincere and agreed to give me another chance. She looked down and I could tell she fazed out. Probably thinking about where she is with the Graham cracker. But If you ask me, she doesn’t need him. At all.
“Fine. One more. That’s it.” I smiled and nodded. She weakly smiled back. I stood up and walked near her, resting my hands on her thighs.
“To make it up to you and maybe make you feel a little better, maybe you’ll let me take you out and do the things that daffodil nigga was supposed to do.” She smiled.
"I’d like that." She answered. I kissed her cheeck and she giggled. Kendrick started playing again, and this time she answered her phone.
"OH FUCK AUBREY!" Nicki squinted her eyes and removed the phone from her ear. She looked at it and put it back on her ear.
"You like that?" Nicki could feel herself tear up. She blinked, letting the tears fall. 
"Nika, bae, you alright?" I asked. I knew Ami had a plan, and maybe this was it. She hung up and threw her phone. I watched her break down and hope off the dresser, throwing herself on her bed. 
"Nicki, what’s-"
"They fucked."

Quickie

 

Nicki's POV

It’s been four days. Four. Fucking. Days. Why the hell is he avoiding me? Ugh! I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m never this horny. What does he do to me? I aimlessly walked around the vast home just thinking and plotting out my plan. I made my way to the spacious wine cellar and grabbed a bottle of Château Garraud Pomerol. As I trekked up the stairs and entered the kitchen, I couldn’t help but think of the look on Drake’s face when I surprise him.
The sound of the cork popping out of the wine bottle caught his attention from all the way in his office.
“Nic?”
“Yes?” I answered sweetly.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting something to drink. Do you want me to bring you a glass?”
“Yeah, what is it?”
“Um a surprise.”
“Ha okay. What are you planning?”
I smirked and tip toed my way to his office. I peeked my head in before kindly saying ‘nothing’. I knew he could tell I was up to something but he just didn’t know what.
“Okay if you say so Onika, so where’s the drinks?”
“Still in the kitchen, I didn’t wanna keep yelling back and forth.”
“Oh ok well I’ll come and get it.”
Oh yes you will you. I mused in my head. Making a small smile appear.
“No, no I got it.”
“Oookay.”
My smile stayed on my face as I sashayed away into the direction of the stairs. I started to think of what I should wear for Papi, then it hit me. I’m not treating him. This is for me. So I said fuck lingerie and stripped down to nothing and put a pair of red bottoms on. I wandered to the full length mirror and took a view of myself. I turned around and smirked at myself.
He can’t possibly resist me looking like this.
Down the stairs I went, making my way back to the kitchen. I grabbed the neck of the wine bottle and gently poured the deep red liquid into each glass. I took a little sip from my glass and picked up Drake’s glass. The clicking of my heels was audible as I sauntered my way to his office.
“Papiiii. I have your drink.” I spoke as I entered the office.
“‘Bout time, I was-”

    

Drake's POV

I took my eyes of the screen of my laptop and I couldn’t even finish my sentence. My mouth hung open. Right in front of me stood caramel complexioned goddess. Fuck. She had me and she knew it. She walked sexily over to my desk and bent over so that her plump breasts were inches from my face. My mouthed watered, wanting to suck and nibble on them. My mind, then, thought about her sweet ocean. How good she feels, the moans she makes, the faces she makes, everything.
Stop it! I yelled to myself.
I grabbed my wine glass and took a swig of it. I noted the taste and saw her walk her way to me. Her nails lingered on the mahogany desk. The slow clicking of her heels and her sexy walk was turning me on even more. Boy, did she know it. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. Her nails gently scratched up toned arms. I leaned back in my chair and let out a breathe. I felt her presence behind me and soon felt her hands on my shoulders.
“Ooh you’re tense, I think you need a massage, huh Papi?”
I remained silent and continued to sip my wine. Her hands drifted down my chest, scraping her nails going back up.
“Cat got your tongue Papi?” She giggled. “I know you want it.” She purred in my ear.
I side eyed her before speaking. “Do I?”
“Yes, you do. I can tell you are about to crack any minute.” She told me as teased my earlobe with the tip of her tongue. I bit my lip and watched her come around to the front of me. She bent over and grabbed the arms of my chair and pushed me back. My eyes trailed down her voluptuous body and back up, meeting her dark piercing brown eyes. I saw a change in them, signalling she had an idea. She hopped on the top of my desk and spread her legs. Her pussy glistened in the light from her wetness. I gripped the arm of my chair. This was fucking torture. Seems like all we do is fuck lately that’s why I’ve been avoiding her.
“Why are you avoiding me Papi?” She questioned as she teased herself. “I don’t know why you would I mean look at me.” She smirked.
“Now that I think of it, I may have wore you out. I mean, we’ve had so many rounds last week. You probably need to recover.”
I took a breath in. She knew how to get to me. I heard a moan escape from her mouth and my eyes immediately went her pussy. She was slowly rubbing her clit. I clenched my teeth and felt my dick throb for attention.
“Papi y-you don’t know how mmmuch I want-t you to ma-ake me cumm. Fuck. B-But I can d-do it, I-I don’t need you.”
I saw her slide two fingers in herself. Her juices began to drip from her swollen pussy. I silently undid my pants and stood up when she tilted her head back from the pleasure she was giving herself. My hand locked around her wrist and I pulled up before plunging into her. She yelped out in surprise and pleasure.
“Couldn’t resist anymore?”
“Shut up!” I growled and started thrusting harder and faster.
“FUCK!!” She screamed.
I felt her walls squeeze my dick but I pulled out before she could have her orgasm.
"You fucking bastard!"
"See what happens when you talk shit! Turn the fuck around!"
“No.”
“What did you just say?”
“I said no!”
“I see you’re still talking back. Getcho ass over here.” I instructed. I grabbed her arm and practically threw her into my chair so she was in my favorite position. My hand struck her ass, she screamed and I saw her wetness drip down on my chair. I teased her with my tip, hearing a whimper from her. Slowly I thrusted inside her and instantly withdrew once my full length was in. She cut her eyes at me. I chuckled and pushed myself deep in her, continuously thrusting, showing no mercy.
“OH MY GOD!!! Fuck! I-I’m gonna c-cum!”
A smirk developed on my face as I pulled out. I heard her groan and attempt to touch herself. I quickly grabbed her arms and pulled her to my chest.
“Are you gonna stop talking back?” I asked.
Silence. I dropped one of my hands and reached to her clit. I rubbed her in fast small circles making her moan and fidget. Just as she was about to cum I stopped.
“Please!” I heard her beg.
“Please?”
“A-Aubreyyyy.”
“Yes?”
“Stop playin’!”
“Well are you gonna behave and stop talking back?”
“Yes!”
“Hmm? I somewhat believe you. But you gotta work for it. Ride for me Onika.”
She slowly lowered herself on me. Up and down she bounced. Her breasts were almost hypnotizing. I licked my thumb and put it on her clit, helping her fall into her orgasm. Her body tensed and jerked as I rubbed her most sensitive spot.
“Ohhhhhh fuck!” She yelled, raking her sharp nails down my arms. I saw her eyes roll back as she finished cumming.
“I came so fucking hard.” She told me. I cupped her face and brought her down to me. I gently kissed her for the first time. Nicki broke the kiss as I thrusted into her hard and deep. I wasn’t gonna stop until I got mine. Her screams filled my ears as she came repeatedly on my dick.
“Goddamn Onika.” I said through gritted teeth. I hit her with my signature move before hitting my orgasm.
Nicki picked her head up from the crook of my neck. Our breathing was heavy.
“4 days is how long we go without sex if we are in the same house. Deal?” She said.
“Deal.” I laughed.

Determined Destiny // Won't Work // Chapter 8

 

AMI’S POV

I was going over to my husband’s house to study, as I went up the stair of his porch, I saw the front door open. My first thought was, "Awww he saw me coming." but no. The door opens and there’s Nicki and him, I guess saying their goodbyes. Drake leaned down and kissed Nicki, pretty passionately on the lips. Anger and jealousy instantly filled me. What is it about her that he is so in love with? That shit honestly pisses me off because I think Nicki and I are somewhat alike. What does she have that I don’t? Oh wait, class.
“Ahem.” I cleared my throat in attempt to stop them, but of course to no avail. Seriously?!
“AHEM!” Finally they broke their tongue battle and looked at me. I smiled and wiggled my fingers at them. Of course, I got Nicki’s signature eye roll. Who does this bitch think she is? Alway acting like she something. The only thing she is, is a wannabe.
“What do you want Ami?” Drake asked me. Nicki turned, and cocked her hip, crossing her arms. She ain’t cute.
“Well uh, to spend time with my husband and study. Oh! I would also appreciate it if you both of y’all’s tongues away from each other.” Nicki again rolled her eyes and held on to Drake’s side.
"Drake you belong to me, I’m your wife and Nicki, you have Shawn, now get on.” I pointed towards the door.
“Bitch, don’t even mention my name. It’s already bad I gotta breathe the same air as you. Please don’t make it worse.” Drake busted out laughing. I felt my anger rise. Lord, give me the strength not to hurt this bitch.
“Damn Nic.” Drake said.
“What? Just being honest.” She looked up at him and they both smiled. Sharing giggles and chuckles.
“Seriously Drake?” I asked.
“What?”
“You aren’t even going to defend me?”
“Uh…no.” Nicki cackled and pointed her finger at me.
“Your face!!” Nicki exclaimed.
“Look bitch-” She cut me off.
“Ugh do I have too?” She dramatically tilted her head back and slumped her shoulders. I glared at both her and Drake. This bitch better recognize who she talkin’ too. Don’t mess with me.
“Okay, I’m done being nice. This is your last and final warning, stay away from my husband or else.”
“Oh else what bitch? You think I’m scared of you? HA! Think again.” I saw Nicki readjust her backpack and start walking down the last few steps.
" Have fun with your psycho wife Aubrey.”
“Oh so you gonna do me like that?” He asked. I lifted one of my eyebrows. Nicki walked back up the steps and kissed him on the lips. Longer then wanted.
“Better Papi?” She bit her lip. I think I’m gonna throw up.
“Yes Mami. Love you.” Nicki hugged him again and walked down the steps.
“I know. Ha! I love you too!” She brushed pass me and left the house, not closing the door. I looked at Drake, pissed off. He just looked at me and shrugged.
“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“Aubrey!”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Why does she get to call you that?”
“Because she is Onika and you aren’t. What do you want?”
“I wanted to study with you and talk about the wedding.”
“I already studied with Onika and I don’t give a shit about this wedding, have a nice day.” Did this nigga really slam the door in my face and reject me?! Oh it’s on now!

    

NICKI’S POV

God! I hate that bitch! I hate her almost as much as I hate Shawn. I’m tired of this fake ass shit he’s on. He’s sweet one minute and then can be the biggest asshole in the world. I’m still mad at him for shooting Aubrey and not to mention our parents. How could they still want to go through with this knowing that he shot Aubrey and he could  possibly shoot me too. 
I finally reach my house and I turn the knob to go in and to my absolute delight, I see Shawn and my parents sitting on the couch with this woman that I haven’t seen before.
“There’s my beautiful wife.” Shawn greeted. I tried to ignore him but my dad told me not to be rude so I said “hi.” in the most flat and mono toned voice.
“Onika be nice! We have company!” My mom whisper-shouted to me.
I closed the front door and put on smile. I walk over to where everyone was sitting.
“Hi, I’m Onika but I go by Nicki.”
“Hi Nicki, I’m Lorraine, You and Shawn’s wedding planner.” She plastered a big, fat smile on her face. Me, not so much.
“Bye.” I said turning around. Not until, of course my mother stopped me,   
“ONIKA!” I sighed heavily and dropped my backpack on the ground. I dragged my body in the chair furthest away from everybody, mostly because I hate almost every person in this room. Lorraine is working her way there. She just held up more and more pictures of these cheesy wedding venues. I couldn’t find an ounce of a fuck to give. This wedding is with Aubrey and I so it’s irrelevant. My mother was taking over anyway. She picked mostly everything, and Shawn? He was just on his fucking phone the whole time. Not that I give a damn, but nigga, you’re getting the fucking privilege to “marry” me.  Better make it seem like you care.     
“What do you think of this one, Nicki?” Lorraine cut me out of my thoughts. I skimmed it for a second and nodded.                                        
"Yeah, sure. Whatever.” I heard my dad clear his throat. I looked over at him and he glared at me. I sighed aloud and stood up.                             
 "Mother, Father. I have to take a piss, is that acceptable with you?” I said very prissy like. They are starting to agitate me.                                 "
‘NikaNick, don’t talk to them like that.” Camry added. I darted my eyes at him.                                            “Don’t call me that. And mind your business.”
"Hunny, Your business will soon be mine too." He stood up.
"Then get this memo, FUCK. YOU." I yelled. Everyone gasped but Lorraine. My father yelled at me and sent me to my room. Exactly what I wanted. I went back to my chair and picked up my backpack. I stormed off and slammed my door. I threw myself onto my bed and wiped the tears that we’re rolling down my cheeks. I grabbed my phone out of my back pocket and tried to FaceTime Aubrey. After a few attempts, he finally answered.
"Sorry, Ami wouldn’t leav- Onika, are you crying?" He asked. I nodded and looked up at the camera. I saw the hurt in his face.
"Ohh, babygirl. Please. Don’t cry." That just made it worse. I started sobbing and I tried to stop, but I couldn’t.
"There was a wedding planner here, Aubrey. This is really happening." I cried out. He stayed silent.
"What if after this, I never see you again." I looked down and we both wallowed in the silence. All you could hear was my small sniffles.
"AUBREY! DINNER!" I heard Mama Sandi yell in the background. We both looked up at the front camera.
"I uh- I gotta go." He stuttered. I nodded and kissed my two fingers, putting them on the front lens. He weakly smiled and did the same.  "Call ended." flashed on my screen and I slowly dropped my arm down. I looked over to the picture frame on the my side dresser.

     

I felt the tears slide down my face again, but this time I didn’t weep. I just wiped them and turn off the lights. Thank god tomorrow is Friday.

      

DRAKE’S POV

I stared at my phone, with thoughts running through my mind about what ‘Nika said. What If we never see eachother again? My mom interrupted my thoughts, calling me down to eat. I walked halfway down the stairs. I saw her and I sighed heavily, tilting my head back.
“Why are you still here?” I dragged out.
“Aubrey!” I heard my mom shout. I lifted my head and looked at her.
“What?”
“Stop talking to your wife like that.” Ami lifted her eyebrow up and crossed her arms.
“She isn’t my wife though. So I’ll talk to her as I please.” I walked down the rest of the steps.
“Excuse me? Are you getting smart with me?”
“I don’t know. Am I?” Yes.
“That’s it! Go to your room. I’ll bring your food up.”
“Don’t bother, this sight makes me lose my appetite.” I pointed at Ami, and she fake gasped; bringing her hand to her chest. Turning on the back of my feet, I left the dining room, hearing my mom’s rants get more distant.
I opened my door, I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. So much was running through mind. Graduation is next Wednesday. I have to go apartment hunting with Ami on Sunday.

Why can’t I be apartment hunting with Nicki? Why can’t I be engaged to Nicki?

She’s the only the person I see a future with.There has to be a way out of this arranged bullshit. My thoughts soon ventured to Onika’s addiction. The only time she seems to be doing good is when she’s with me. Every time I see her in the hallways at school, the look of pure sadness and despair on her face breaks my heart. She’s so unhappy. Why can’t her parents see that? Do they not see how she suddenly wears long sleeves and bracelets all the time now?
What can I do? What can she do? Nothing. I’m sitting here helplessly watching my best friend, my family, the love of my life slowly deteriorate and become someone I don’t even know.
I heard my door open and close, I didn’t even bother to lift my head and look, but I was soon met with the displeasuring sound of Ami’s voice.
“Daddy, are you okay?” Daddy? Bitch, what?
I remained silent. I felt my bed shift and saw her out of the corner of my eye lay down next to me. I turned over on my side and got my phone out to to text Nika.

» Hey baby, you ok?

“Drake talk to me. I can’t fix anything if you don’t talk to me.” Ami whined.

» Nika you there?

“Drake why are you ignoring me?”

» Nicki I need you to answer me!

“Drake!” She yelled.
“What?! What do you want from me?!” I jumped off my bed and stared at her.
“I was just…asking if you were okay. And for you to talk to me!” Ami screamed back with tears in her eyes. I fell for that crying shit once before, not gonna happen again. I throw on my J’s while dialing Nicki’s number.
“Please answer the phone Nika.”

   

N/O’s POV

After ending the call with Drake, Nicki got up and went to the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror and saw someone she didn’t recognize. She looked down on her wrists and lightly touched her wounds. She winced at the pain, and slowly sat down on her toilet.
How did it come to this? The old memory of how her life used to be constantly replayed in her mind. 

“What did I do to deserve this?”

That question floated around her brain every agonizing moment of every day. Soon, Nicki heard a knock on her bathroom door. She asked who it was, but before she could get the full question out the door flew open.
“What do you want Shawn?” Nicki quickly covered her arms.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” It took Nicki a while to answer.
“Everything.”
“You completely embarrassed me down there!” Nicki stood up and walked right past him; back into her bedroom.
“You were on your phone the whole time I was down there!”
“Who the fuck are you getting loud with?!” Shawn questioned before pushing Nicki. She refused to be fucked around with. She turned and faced him.
“You! You’re the only person here asshole!” She shoved back, which only angered Shawn more. He hauled off and smacked her across the face. Her body fell to the ground.
“Now imma ask you again. Who. Are. You. Getting. Loud. With?” Nicki thought back to when he first hit her, and how weak she was. But she wasn’t gonna let that happen anymore. She lunged herself back up and yelled right in his face.
“Are you deaf?! I said YOU!” Shawn flew into a rage and started beating Nicki. He had pushed her back down, and followed her to the ground. Her screams were futile. She tried her best to block his powerful punches. Her parents had left with Lorraine and Shawn told them he would meet them, he wanted to “check” on Nicki first. 
His punches had stopped.
Nicki laid on the floor, crying and holding her face. Her sleeves had fallen.
“Ew, what the fuck?! You cut yourself?!” Nicki had noticed and quickly pulled them back down. Instant shame overcame her, and she looked at Shawn’s disgusted face.
"That’s disgusting. I can’t believe I have to marry you. A fucking cutting board.” Shawn coldly stated before leaving her. Nicki laid on the floor until she heard the front door close. She slowly sat up and let all what Camry said sink in. She went back to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Tears falling out of her eyes as she looked her battered self.

She was done. 

“What else is there to live for?” She whispered to herself.
Aubrey was still fighting with his mom in the dining room. He was trying to cut the argument short so he could run to Onikas. Finally he gave up and just left.
"Aubrey Drake Graham!" Was the last thing he heard his mother yell before he slammed the door and ran off.
Nicki left the bathroom and went downstairs, she went and got a bottle of vodka from her dad’s office. He didn’t know that Nicki knew where he hid the keys.
Nicki ran back upstairs and went to her bathroom and got the bottle of aspirin. She unscrewed the cap and poured a bunch into her hand. She took a deep breath and chucked the pills down her throat. Then, she opened the bottle of vodka and drank all she could. Nicki stared at herself in the mirror, mouthing ‘I’m sorry’.
She then heard a bang on the door.
"ONIKA!" her eyes widened. 
"Aubrey?" She whispered. She dropped the bottles and ran down the stairs. The room was spinning and she wasn’t walking so straight. She threw her hand onto the door handle. After years of struggle, she finally opened the door. She looked up at him.
"Onika?" He whispered. She just stood there and weakly wobbled. She then fell to her knees and vomited. Aubrey jumped back just in time. She just kept vomiting and vomiting. Drake ran inside and grabbed a bottle of water.
"FUCK!!" Nicki screamed at the top of her lungs. She started punching and kicking the walls. Aubrey brought her into a hug, trying to get her to stop.
"Nicki! Nicki!" He kept yelled.
"FUCK!! IT ISN’T GOING TO WORK." Her petit body could hold that much alcohol all that once. Let alone, all those pills. 
"WHAT ISN’T GOING TO WORK?!" Aubrey yelled. Nicki didn’t answer. She just kept crying,

It isn’t going to work.