"Safaree pass me the hammer and nails." Nicki pointed over at them sitting on the coffee table of the living room. SB carefully handed them to her before he walked back out to the driveway of their new home in Cali. He went to the Rover to grab the TV for their room, quickly entering back into the house and up the stairs.
It had been 6 months later after the deathly nightmare for the two. And starting over wouldn't be as easy as you'd think....
After hanging up the final portrait for the living room, Nicki climbed down from the latter and picked up her phone on the way to the kitchen for some water. She checked her texts, emails and lurked a bit on twitter until she heard Safaree's loud footsteps marching back upstairs. Her head jerked up to see him jogging back outside to the car. She furrowed her eyebrows and drew her attention back to her phone.
"Did you get everything out the back, Safaree?" Nic asked when she heard footsteps enter in the house shortly after.
"Uh, no. But I think he just broke something." A familiar voice said. Nicki gasped as she looked up and saw it was the one person she'd thought she'd never see again....
"Chassidy?! Omg, girl!" Nic shrieked running over to her, giving her a big hug.
After SB had been shot during the perilous incident, Chassidy had did everything she could to save his life.
6 Months Ago
After helping him into the first truck in the driveway of Lea's house, Chassidy pulled herself into the backseat with him. She firmly held onto him as she heard the disturbing screams of Nicki shouting 'PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME WITH HIM!' Everything in her wanted to climb back out of the truck and go back for Nic but she didn't expect herself or Nic to make it out alive.
Safaree was losing a lot of blood at this point and she urged the driver to get him to the nearest hospital as soon as possible.
As they drove off, she noticed a figure running off after their truck and saw it was Drake waving for them to stop. He was brutally beat up and limping on one leg. She frowned, feeling sorry for him but since he couldn't catch up with them, he hopped in the second truck and drove off into another direction.
"SB, we're on our way to a hospital just please hang in there for us. Do it, for Nic. She's counting on you. Just hang on, Safaree. You can do this." Chassidy repeatedly chanted in his ear whether he heard her or not. She needed him to desperately fight through and stay alive.
"I haven't heard from you since you told me about your brother!" Nicki said as she pulled back from Chas to get a good look at her.
"Yeah, I've just been trying to stay low and start fresh..." She said with a weak smile. Nic could tell she felt uneasy about what she was going through since Chas told her about disowning the gang and running away from her brother. They all had to start over and getting over the past was just the first step.
"That's good," Nic nodded. A small silence filled the room and Chas started to feel a bit uneasy. "....hey, you...want something to drink? Stay and help us finish unpacking? I know shit ain't gon get done with lazy ass chillin nshit." Nic joked, rolling her eyes.
"Uh...sure! Sure." Chas sighed and smiled as she followed Nic into the kitchen for a drink.
"So how's the apartment going?" Nic's small voice sounded from the fridge.
"Umm, it's going pretty good. I just bought this shelf thingy to go over my toilet for the bathroom. It's like a thing I can put my towels and my hair products, and stuff like that up there." Chas lightly chuckled.
"Did you get a TV for you bedroom yet?" Nic was now pouring a glass of punch for Chassidy before motioning for her to follow her into the living room.
"No...still trying to save up for one actually." Chas felt a bit embarrassed because she didn't have the amount of money she had when she was in the gang. Now she was nearly struggling to make ends meet and keeping a real life minimum wage job was just as hard.
"Oh," Nic's faced turned to a gloomy expression. "...I can help you get one, if you'd like..."
"No. That's okay. I'll get one soon." Chas forced a reassuring smile at Nicki and reached for more nails next to her.
They went to work with nailing all of Nicki's framed portraits and paintings around the downstairs part of the house, changing the subject of their conversation.
"So how's everything going on with you and him? I mean, since...you know." Chas asked lowly so SB wouldn't hear them through the cracked windows.
She looked back at her with weary look in her eyes as she licked her lips moving her eyes to the floor.
6 Months Ago
Nicki silently slid pass the cracked door to Safaree's room and felt her heart literally pound through her shirt. She gazed at him. To her, it seemed as if he wasn't even breathing. It looked as though he laid lifeless. He never moved. Chassidy trailed closely behind her eyeing him as well. Tears burned the edges of Nic's eyes as she came closer to his body. She glanced over at Chassidy now standing in a corner near the door, showing the same emotion.
Nicki reached her hand to his face and a cold rush of chills harshly ran through her body. She quickly removed her hand and gasped. Safaree never moved.
"Sa....Safaree?"
He never responded.
She went to reach for his face again and this time kissed his forehead. Seconds later she felt something happening. When she pulled back, she noticed his eyes stirring under his closed lids.
"Safaree?" Nic barely said above a whisper. She took a quick glance back at Chassidy who had waiting eyes as she took a step closer to them.
SB's eyes slowly lifted, regaining his vision and all conscious. The first person he recognized was Chassidy in the lower half of his vision about to cry at the sight of him waking up.
His ears alerted when he heard a familiar voice calling out his name. His eyes slowly moved up to a shaky Nicki in tears. He blinked slowly as he felt his arm try to reach up but the pain in his chest shot it back down by his side.
"Oh god, you're okay." She sobbed upon his head, hugging him gently letting her tears fall freely.
"N-....Ni..." SB struggled to speak because of not speaking in over three days of being in the hospital.
"I'm..I'm here. I'm right here, baby." She sat down by his bed and grabbed his arm and groped it tightly.
"I-I'm ssss-sorry." She watched his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he closed them then slowly opened them again. His vision was getting clearer.
"Nooo. Shhhhh....it's not your fault. None of it's your fault okay?"
"Did....he t-touch you?" This time he tried to force his voice out of a whisper but it didn't work.
"Faree he's dead. He's gone. He's not here anymore to hurt us."
Safaree lifted his head as much as he could to get a better glance at her. "What?" he frowned.
"I-I set him on fire. He's gone for good. I escaped him and came straight here for you," Nic sniffed in between her cries whilst still caressing his hand. "...and and Chassidy took care of you for me while I was gone." She and Chas nodded to each other.
"Whe-where are we?" SB tried to use all his strength to push himself up on the bed but that didn't help either.
Nic saw him struggling to move and could visibly see he was in abnormal amounts of pain."We're...we're in LA now."
The room fell silent as both Nicki and Chas watched Safaree's wounded bandage-covered chest rise and fall calmly.
"Ni...cki..."
Her eyes lit up at him saying her name. She reached a hand up to his cheeks and stoked it.
He looked into her eyes helplessly. "I-I'm sorry f-for everything. I'm sorry I never believed you. Had I li-listened, we wouldn't be going th-through all this..." Safaree shut his eyes tightly feeling more pain rush through his chest. He grunted trying to regulate his breath once again before trying to speak up. "I never fully told y-you about my pa..st and it ended up putting us through some deep shit. I never intended for it to come back and h-haunt me....and it came back to go after you. I let my attitude and stubbornness get the b-best of me and didn't hear your cry for help..."
Nicki began letting tears flow down her wet cheeks again listening to his apology. She wiped her red puffy eyes and held down more cries so she could speak up. "I didn't know what was going on but when everything was beginning to take a downfall I got really scared. My life was in danger and I felt no one was really helping me. It got this far and I allowed it to happen. Me being vulnerable and trusting Drake....him turning on me and hurting me. Me being stubborn and angry with you and not listening to people around me telling me it wasn't safe to be out there on my own...Safaree when I tell you all the while I was in that cold room by myself knowing that the man on the other side of that door was threatening to hurt me and end my life, I desperately prayed for you to come and rescue me. I was begging for my life. Fighting to stay alive. He beat me, nearly killed me even made me his personal slave. In the back of my head I just regretted not listening to anyone who had told me right. I really thought this was the end of my life, my career."
"...I-I'm here now...by God's grace we're still h-here, Nic." Safaree tried a second attempt to reach for her face. His fingers brushed against the fragile bruises on her face making her jolt a bit."
"I love you, Safaree..." She whispered touching his hand that was on her cheeks.
He looked back into her eyes and took a few deep breaths out of his mouth, with the tubes still being in his nose. "Love you t-too, Nic." Before he knew it, his eyes weren't allowing him to keep them open any longer. He felt them closing out his image of Nicki still holding his hand that touched her face as he drifted back off.
"...And it took him about 3 months to start walking again...I'm just blessed to have him here." Nicki said, sitting on the latter as she saw Safaree come back into the house.
"You ain't tell her about the part where I almost fell out the damn wheelchair, did you?" SB walked across them to get to the kitchen.
"Safaree you almost FELL out your wheelchair???" Chassidy gasped with a wide smile on her face.
Nicki started laughing obnoxiously thinking about the day he was trying to reach something off the counter in the kitchen and slipped in his wheelchair. "Let me tell you how he started crying after. Oh my god, I'm sorry but that shit was hilarious!" She continued to laugh as Safaree watched them from the island bar. He was the only one not laughing.
He smacked his lips. "I ain't even cry! Nic why you lying on me?! I just said my knee was hurting cuz I hit on the edge of that table."
"Noooo noooo! You diiiiid cry. You was cawlin' for yo mama to come over. Boy bai!"
"Niiiic, now you know you wrong!" Chassidy exclaimed, throwing her head back fighting for air from laughing so hard.
Two minutes later, a doorbell sounded from the front door. With Nicki wiping her tears away from laughing she got up and walked to the door to see who it was. When she carefully opened the door, she saw a short figured Candi holding a bottle of wine with Sherika and TT standing beside her in big smiles.
"Did anybody say, HOUSE WARMING???" Candi yelled holding up the wine.
Nicki's smile faded when she side-eyed Candice, TT and Sherika. They all started laughing as they walked in and greeted an acquainted Chassidy and Safaree who rolled his eyes when he noticed he was the only nigga in the room.
"Ahhh shit, lemme call my niggas up cuz yall tryna gang up on a nigga, huh?" SB nodded.
The girls laughed at him and rolled their eyes.
"Too late, they already on their way." Candi said, going to the kitchen to pop the wine bottle open.
"Bet, cuz I was finna go crazy with all you niggas in here."
And so with that said, everything seemed to be back to normal for them. They were praying everyday that their lives would get better and to be protecting from harm's way. In this tragic world of hate, war and deceit, they realized how dangerous it was being who they were. And taking precautions would be the most important thing to do. Watch who you encounter. Watch what you say around people. Watch what you do. To be aware of the world around you. Make wise decisions. To listen. Be quiet. Observe. Study. Learn. Because you'll never know who are those Strangers In The Night.
{Reunited and feeeeels so good! So I took a real 6 month break and didn't keep my word about writing a closure chapter for this story. But here it is. Life in the now. Thanks for reading my g's.
For the other story, "Behind Closed Doors" I'll start back writing it soon. But please, help yourself in following that blog. (behindcloseddoorsxx.blogspot.com)
NEW BLOGS!!! Okay. So I started back reading fanfics and it had me wanting to write this cool one called "The Black Widow". No it's not Onikafaree, No, Nic nor Faree are in it. Sorry, Onikafarians. But it does have celebs in it! Lmao. It's just as sick-twisted as THIS story that'll have ya ass HOT. Maybe even worse than this story. lol Ion curr who reads it, who don't read it. I wrote for my enjoyment so blah but hey, (theblackwidowspider.blogspot.com) read if you dareeee.
The 2nd blog is basically gonna be mad Short Stories, One-shots about anything and anyone. You can be in it if you want, with anybody you want. EYE just write the story. They can be about Onikafaree, Dricki, hell for all I care you tell me about Chris Brown having down syndrome and the world ending. I don't care. So just tweet, dm, comment whatevs and I'll try to make your story happen here. (writingsforthewise.blogspot.com)
Aight, so cooment. Am I good or nah?}
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Chapter 32
Safaree, Chassidy, and Drake finally made it to Vancouver where Lea and Nicki were possibly hiding. Now was the time to lay all drama, all emotions, all fear aside to take on a very complex task. SB had hoped he didn't have to get the world involved in this situation. It was dangerous, risky, and could have possibly tarnished their lives. He had originally called for back up just in case Lea was going to play the hard way, but thought it would stir up too much conflict. Besides, he felt like it was his battle, so he would fight it alone.
The three climbed into the black trucks right out of the G5 SB had them take there. Since Chassidy had the address, she found out how long it would take to get to the exact place.
"So how long is it there?" SB asked.
"It's....gonna be about a good 3 hours." Chas said.
"3 WHOLE hours???"
"Yep." She frowned and shrugged her shoulders.
SB was automatically annoyed. He took his hat and positioned hiself in chill mode. He layed back and took his hand and sat it over his face. Within seconds sped through his mind of why Lea was causing all of this trouble.
Chassidy sat in the very back of the truck to herself and thought about how this whole plan was going to play out. She feared it would be completely disasterous, brutal and more than likely, deadly. The way Lea opperated, it would be possible.
"Lord, what did I get myself into?" She silently asked herself. Tears were forming in her eyes just thinking of the consequences she would have to face as soon as Lea found out she went against him.
Drake seperated himself from the other two just avoid distraction and to have time to get his mind together. He had been acting weird ever since the night SB had almost put one to his head. After he fled that night, he went into hiding back in Toronto. He had missed a couple of shows, events and interviews. His own close friend Forty didn't even know where he was. It was his only way of not being found by Lea or any of the gang in hopes of not getting caught. When he saw how bad he had hurt Nicki, he couldn't bare seeing her face to face again. He knew she probably hated him and could never be forgived. Yet again, he blamed his "emotions" for getting in the way of what could've been easily stopped. Now he regreted it all. He wasn't sure why he was even with the other two anymore. He just wanted Nicki back home and safe.
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"Get up," Lea barged into the room Nicki slept in alone at the end of the hallway. He demanded her with what she heard was anger in his voice, so she was a little scared.
"Wait..Wh-What's going on?" Nic hopped out of bed onto the crisp cold floor with her feet bare. She became nervous at how urgent he sounded which meant something was going on. He walked out of the room, not answering her question. She rushed out after him with her heart racing.
"WAIT! Wait. What's going on? Wha-"
"Head to my room. Take a shower and meet me back in your room in 15 minutes. You're not out by then, I will drag you out of there myself." Lea swift around, lifted his finger to her face and gritted his teeth. She stared at him for a minute then walked passed him, rolling her eyes.
"Yo ass wanna try that funny shit with me today and you wont be able to SEE out of those fuckin eyes you rollin'."
Nicki went to his bathroom and locked the door. She slowly moved over to the tub and ran the shower. After quickly disrobing and hopping into the steamy hot water, she closed her eyes and thought for awhile, trying to het her mind together.
They sat in the Boston hotel suite unpacking their clothes and placing them on both sides of the bed. Both were silent with just their thoughts feeling up the room.
Nicki thought back on the conversation her and SB had earlier on the G5. It kept replaying on everything Safaree had told her. Including one part that sorta took her by surprise.
She grabbed her shorts and folded them to lay them next to her suitcase. Her eyebrows furrowed the more she urged to ask so she finally spoke up.
"Safaree...."
"Yo." He was currently on fixing the top part of one of his chains. Then gently sat it on the bed to continue pulling his shirts out.
"You...mentioned Eric was apart...of a gang...right?"
He paused for a moment then went back to another chain to examine. "...Yeeeeah.."
Nic twisted her lips before looking up at him confused. "Is he...apart of the same gang as Detroit and those two other guys I told you about?"
SB took the shirt in his hand and tossed it back into the suitcase. He huffed lightly and licked his lips. "Um......"
Nicki's eyes popped open when she felt the water turn ice cold. She shrieked and turned it off. She hopped out and wrapped herself around a towel before finding an oversized T-shirt and throwing it over her freezing body. Nic quickly ran out the room to find Lea. She looked over the rail to see downstairs into the living room but halted when she saw him holding two guns in his hands. She lowly gasped and debated if she wanted to go downstairs to him or not. She took her chance and jogged downstairs and approached him slowly on alert.
"Uh...Lea?"
He calmly turned around and looked down at her with one gun in his hand and bullets in the other as he got ready to load it up. Nic couldn't bare to blink quickly between him and the gun as she tried to get her words out.
"Do you h-happen to know a guy named Eric?" She hesitantly asked.
When he heard her mention Eric's name he froze and looked at her funny.
"You know him?"
Nicki folded her lips for a moment nervously looking down at the gun.
"Uh..I've heard about him..."
Lea eyeballed her closely. Something didn't seem right to him. She was up to something and he could smell it. He grabbed his rag and began polishing the guns as he continued.
"Oh really? Like what?"
[Shit.] She bit her lip and felt her heart beat a little faster.
"Wellllllll...." She glanced down at her feet, trying to piece her words together. "I mean, I was just wondering..." She started walking towards the kitchen.
"No. No. Come back. You're the one that asked me about him so tell me where did you know him from." He shook his head and motioned for her to come back, after trying to kill the convo awkwardly. Now that he was feeling curious, he wanted to know what did she hear about Eric.
"He's apart of this...clique, isn't he?"
"Hmph," An evil smirk appeared on his face as he chuckled a little at her saying what he exactly knew she was going to say. "As a matter of fact, he is." Lea walked over by the end table to place one of his guns down to pick up the other and repeat the session.
Nicki folded her arms and leaned against the arm of the couch and watched him. "He knew Safaree...."
"Interesting."
"WHAT do you want with him?"
"You're very curious, you know?" He more likely referred to her as nosy than curious.
"Yet, you haven't answered my question."
"Wouldn't you like to know..."
"I would, actually." She folded her arms and raised an eyebrow.
He huffed and sat the gun down with the rag and returned back to his spot. "I think you should wait to see for yourself...."
"....Are you holding some type of grudge against him? Are you MAD about something?? Trying to get any REVENGE?"
"Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not," He stood over her looking into her eyes with darkness in his. His voice lowered even deeper and his breathing sped up. "All that matters is that you're here with me, and you ain't going NO WHERE."
"So you think..." Nicki stood up to him and awaited him to do something crazy. She wanted him to. She really did. Any moment she was going to flinch at any little move he made so she could be ready to retaliate. She was getting tired of him and it was the last straw.
"Nicki Minaj, if you haven't known by now....I am a very dangerous man. I run a tight business and everyone knows i'm ALL about it. And when I want something, oh you better believe I get it with NO hesitation.
"And you think you scare me?" She frowned.
He chuckled and walked away from her. "I can show you better than I can tell you...."
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"UGH! This so stupid! My life is going to end because of some BULLSHIT. It's all my fault. Being the selfish bitch that I am. Being greedy...." Chassidy started her rant with a million regrets running over her brain. "I.....All I ever wanted was money. Saw what my brother was doing to get it...and got my wish..."
Safaree sat in blank, intensely listening to her story. He never spoke or looked at her, for her story had caught his full attention.
"Well you know how it is in the hood. Grew up in a broken home. Moms was on crack and Pops ran the streets alot. Just me and my big brother. He took care of us...we used to steal a lot to just survive. When I turned 15, he hopped on with Lea and his brother, Isaiah in Flatbush. Started doing a lot of dangerous shit but was bringing a stash every night. Never told me how he would get it but I didn't complain because we needed it.....Soon as I turned about 17/18, my brother let me join him so I would start getting money on my own."
She kept her eyes down, fighting tears back as she bit down on her bottom lip. Safaree glanced over at her to see the expression on her face.
"So then I met them."
"And?"
"It wasn't long til I got to see what they were all about and also learning that I was only of few females that ran with their crew. And most of them now....are dead. Lea was more of the trouble maker than his brother Isaiah. It only got worse when he got killed..."
SB took a deep breath when she brung up Isaiah's death. Feeling uncomfortable, he turned his head to look outside and remained quiet for a few more minutes.
"So how did you make it through all of that?"
"Playin my cards right and just......doing what he tells me to do."
Slowly, he was beginning to feel bad for Chassidy and how much she had to sacrifice in her life to survive.
"He changed a WHOLE lot when his brother died. That's when the murdering shit started increasing. Doing evil spiteful shit to people, going all out to get revenge," She glanced at the back of Safaree's head and rolled her eyes. "I've never went against his will until now."
"Why you even helping me?"
"...I just can-...can't take another girl getting killed. And PLUS she's a celebrity. And if I would've never even gotten you this far. Her shit would be a cold case. A mystery for the mind, a living for the killer." Chassidy became emotional.
"So now you sayin, you sacrificing your life altogether for her?"
A single tear fell as she played with her infinity necklace. "I'd rather go through all this trouble to save someone then to see the shit get even worse..."
Safaree was rathered surprised at how much she actually cared. Even though it would cost her, her life...it was a nice gesture.
"Where's your brother now?" He glanced out the window at the view.
"Probably looking for me now. Haven't talk to him since I got back from Australia."
"He'ont know you doing this right now?"
"Mmh mmh."
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Lea had little time to set up his house for when his unwanted guest were arriving. He kept busy at fixing most of the downstairs up, making sure everything looked as neutral as he would make Nicki look before they came.
He went to his bedroom and collected the two boxes to run them down to the room Nicki was in.
Nicki sat in the room quietly to her thoughts when they were suddenly interrupted by Lea barging into her room once again. She automatically glared at the two boxes in his hands as he threw them on the bed beside her. Before she could open her mouth, he spoke up.
"Put this on and meet me downstairs in 30 minutes."
"An-"
"AND If you don't......try me." He said with his back turned to her, starting to the door.
She gave him a sour look and picked up the boxes and examined them.
"Uh..."
He froze at the door.
"Who's....coming over?"
"......You'll see when you get downstairs."
Nicki glanced at the boxes once more and went to one to open it up. There laid a pair of black Louis Vuitton's with red bottoms. She frowned at them, wondering where he found them and why were they given to her. She felt unusual about this not knowing what he was up to exactly but she'd know sooner than later.
Nic then grabbed the 2nd box up to an all ruby red dress that glimmered in her glossy eyes. She stood up to hold the dress against her body looking down at how perfectly it shaped her. Nerves shot through her body as it slightly tensed up at what this all meant.
As she walked out of the room to the bathroom, Lea's voice stopped her.
"Hey."
"What." She responded dryly.
"There's a pearl necklace and a matching pearl bracelet in a jewlery box sitting in my room. I want you to wear it with the ensemble I gave you......Please." His sultry but demanding voice sounded from the end of the stairs as he smirked at her.
Nicki rolled her eyes at how disgusted she was and headed straight to the bathroom to do as he said.
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"What."
"Look man, how much we 'sposed to give him?"
"He said $60,000. How-"
"I'll give him half. You ARE paying your half, right?"
SB almost wanted to laugh at how proper and paranoid Drake's voice sounded right now.
"The fuck you think, nigga?"
"Fuck it."
SB took his phone and hung up in Drake's face. He was already pissed and to top off his mood, he was now annoyed. He huffed and adjusted in his seat, while shaking his head.
"If you think shit's cray right now, wait til we get there....." Chassidy said, staring out of her window.
He shook his head again and pushed up his shades. "How far we got anyway?"
"We'll be there...in about....whoa. Whoa,"
"What. What we're close???" SB sat up in his seat and turned around to see Chas checking her GPS system on her phone.
"Oh my god, we have like 20 more minutes til we hit his neighborhood! Oh shit."
"GOOD." SB eagerly said as he grabbed a black bag from the trunk and pulled out 3 glocks. He began readying them as he and Chas talked to kill some time before they had arrived. A small smile formed across his face at how close they were to getting to them. He just wanted Nicki back into his arms safe and sound, immediately.
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Lea had been now monitoring his area and the tracker on his computer for the past hours for any sign of Safaree, Chassidy and Drake. He had called his boys to stay low-key for any back up formations he would need if anything got too dangerous. At the moment, he stood looking out of the large window in his living room at his street for a sign of them approaching soon.
A fainted sound of heels sounded his ears as he slowly turned around when they became louder and louder. Then appeared a shy Nicki in the red dress that fitted her curves. Her skin tone surprisingly beamed gracefully off the light of the dull chandelier hanging above them. She continued to make her way to the bottom of the stairs.
His heart nearly dropped at how amazing she looked, quickly reminding him of every familiar scene just like this.
"Wow. You look ravishing tonight." he licked his lips and smiled at her.
"Thank you." She gracefully said, batting her eyelashes.
"Those...pearls I bought you REALLY compliments the red on you. I love it."
She looked at the pearls around her wrist and lightly touched the ones on her neck, blushing a bit. "Really? I really love them! Thanks, Elijah."
He smiled at her and awaited her to come closer to his body to meet her eye to eye. He gazed at her perfectly figured body in the short red dress he gave her as a gift to wear. She took in his scent and marked her 'kiss of death' red lipstick onto his neck and smirked.
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Ironically, on the way there, Chas occupied the rest of their time in the trucks to tell SB more untold stories about Lea's forbidden past she knew from experience.
"And when he would get ready to murder his women....he would buy them this same red dress.....like almost as red as the blood that covered them. He kept this one jewlery set in particular that every woman he killed wore on the night of their murder. They were these....white creamy pearls he stole from his mother in her casket when she passed. From then on, he believed that the pearls would make the women look as happy as his mother did when she wore them. The only remembrance he had of her. He loved them in red lipstick or as he called it the 'Kiss of Death' only because for some strange reason they would all kiss him in the same exact spot with it right before they died. After he would serenade then kill them, he would hide the body, take the jewlery and be ready to reuse it sometime again."
Safaree was speechless as his stomach began turning.
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Nicki never popped a smile as she slowly walked into a better view of everything to see how fancy the living room looked. Her jaw slightly flew open, surprised at most of his house looking quite neutral than it usually did.
[Wait...a minute...] Nic slowed down her speed and nearly halted, gazing around at the room.
"Wait...wait. Why does it look so....soooo..." She stumbled over some of her words due how surprisingly well everything appeared.
"Soooo....what?" Lea tilted his head in confusion.
Nicki dead-faced him and rolled her eyes at him sounding innocent, like she didn't know what he was trying to do. "Whatever, Lea." She started towards the kitchen until he halted her in her tracks.
"Whoa, whoa. Come back here."
"Excuse you?" She popped an eyebrow up at him, spinning around on her heels.
"You look.........nice." He smiled.
She looked at him for a minute and tried to read him. His eyes were flirting yet snooping but his weird smile threw her off.
"Yeah. Thanks." She frowned turning back around and strutted off into the kitchen.
Lea leered on her ass as she disappeared and silently laughed at her for falling for his evil plan.
"Good girl..." He said to himself.
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Nicki stood against the counter in the kitchen thinking to herself, nervously holding a glass of water in her hand. She felt a weird vibe about what was going to happen when his guests arrived. She imagined what would happen if she told whoever was coming, that she was kidnapped and held hostage. Suddenly, a loud screeching of trucks outside startled her, which made her drop and shatter the glass of water in her hand. She gasped and froze in place.
Lea whipped his head towards the door then to the window to see two black trucks lined up in front of his place. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to call his crew to alert as he watched the three get out of the trucks.
"Alright, boys. Game time."
The doors were unlocked just in case they were going to break into the house. He plastered a smirk on his face as he was ready for his plan to go into action. They walked an amount of stairs up the way before getting there.
Nic froze in place of the kitchen still, silently listening to footsteps. Her heart pounded even harder with each step she heard grow louder to the door. She began breathing a little harder as her hands trembled. She didn't know who was coming or what was about to happen.
Within minutes a hand grabbed a hold of the door. It began rattling really loud and it seemed as if they were having trouble opening it. Nicki remembered how hard the door was to open so she slowly peaked around the corner to see Lea calmly standing, awaiting for them to open it. She heard him chuckling under his breath at how they struggled to get it open. Nic put in her mind that she wasn't coming out of the kitchen until she knew who it was. The door banging became louder as they knocked and knocked before it became really quiet again. She was confused at why he didn't go open the door himself.
It was silent for about 5 minutes, which then she thought the people might have gave up and left. Lea walked over to his chair that sat in front of the large window and lit up a cigar.
Before Nicki debated to come out of the kitchen, the loud sound of the door busted open. Lea didn't flinch nor move. He didn't turn his head in their direction but spotted a gun aimed at his head.
"Where is she." A familiar voice said.
Nicki's eyes grew big as she slowly hit the ground with her hand over her mouth to not make any noise. She heard Safaree's voice and nearly fainted.
[OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD.] She screamed in her head as she continued to listen.
Lea puffed his cigar before standing up again. There stood before him, Safaree, Chassidy and Drake to no surprise. He began laughing when he took a good look at them. Nicki was freaking out and didn't know what would happen if she saw Safaree and whoever else came with him.
SB held the gun firmly in his hand with a serious look on his face.
"Well....Well....Well. If it isn't Scaff Beezy from da block." Lea rested a hand in his pocket as the other held the cigar. He glanced at the gun then ignored it.
[Wait.....] Nicki didn't know Lea and SB had already met in the past.
"Look nigga you know why we came here..."
Nicki impetuously walked out of the kitchen, inching around the corner fixing her eyes to meet Safaree's as he stood in awe. Chassidy and Drake brung their attention to Nicki as well. Chassidy spotted the familiar outfit Nicki was wearing, which astounded her. Nic's eyes slowly moved to Chassidy then slowly to Drake as she raised her brows at him.
[Drake?] She was even more confused now. She didn't even know why he was there.
She then met back to SB. As the room shared a loud silence, SB noticed Nicki froze in her place right by the entrance of the kitchen. She never moved any closer to them which made Lea smile on the inside.
[Mm. Smart girl.] He thought to himself.
"Nicki." SB heard himself say.
Her eyes became glossy when he said her name. She was even more grateful to hear his voice again let alone see him in flesh, despite believing she wouldn't have that chance again.
"Nicki...." He repeated more carefully.
"Nic...you...you good?" Drake nervously asked. She didn't know what to do or say so she continued not to move.
SB felt that something was wrong with her. It quickly reminded him of when she went into sudden shock right after the tragic plane crash. He frantically looked over her carefully as he slowly put the gun down and started to walk her way. But as he took one step up, she took one step back and Lea's arm flew across his chest to stop him from coming any closer.
"Whoa. I...don't think you wanna do that, bruh." Lea warned him.
Safaree threw his arm up and forcefully pushed Lea's off of him. "Don't putcho hands on me, bruh!" He scowled, looking him in the eyes.
She continued to innocently stare at them without uttering a word. Her heart pounded heavier than ever and she felt like she was on the verge of blacking out any minute. On the outside she looked terrified but on the inside she felt petrified.
"So you wanna get nasty with it?" Lea spat back.
"Safaree, chill." Chassidy tapped him on the shoulder. Nicki's eyes went from him to seeing Chassidy make contact to his shoulder. Her nostrils gently flinched as she gazed at the girl.
"NAH! I wanna know why the fuck she ain't talkin to me! Like this nigga got her too shook to say shit! Why isn't she talking to me?! What did you do to her???" SB stepped closer to Lea becoming livid.
Lea turned around to glance at Nicki. She still remained silent. There was a blank expression on her face which Safaree couldn't read and it bothered him. So badly she wanted to run into his arms but her body wouldn't allow her to. She fought back more and more tears. Lea shrugged and looked back to SB.
"Really?" He began laughing. "You crack a nigga up, Scaff. You really do." He made it over to his chair and sat, puffing out of his cigar once more.
"Look what she has on..." Chassidy stepped up to SB's ear and whispered to him as they looked at Nicki.
"What was that?" Nicki finally spoke up.
Chassidy froze. Nicki's voice had startled her. Safaree's heart jolted at finally hearing her voice.
"I-I was just telling him, I liked your...dress."
"You think you coulda told ME that?" Nicki spat with attitude.
"Uh..." Chassidy cocked her head back and felt Nicki trying to get cute with her. She looked at Safaree like Nic was crazy.
"Safaree...who's this?" Nic kept her eyes on Chas.
"Nic this is Chas. If you haven't noticed, she works for me." Lea strided up a few steps in front of his chair, pointing over to Chassidy for Nicki.
"Hm." She cut her eyes at Safaree, believing some what he already knew this. She just wanted to know what he was doing with her.
"Yeah, Nic. She helped me find you here..."
Once SB said that a sharp nerve shot through Chassidy's body. She really didn't want Lea to find out she had went out of her way to help Safaree behind his back. It was just one step closer to her life being on the line.
"Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow to SB.
Safaree kicked himself for blurting that out. "....Yeah." He cut his eyes at Lea then rolled them over to look at Nicki once again. He folded his lips tightly and huffed. Nicki was unmoved.
"Chassidy? Where'd you go after Summer Jam?" Lea tilted his head at her, holding his cigar.
She nervously played with her fingers and took a deep breath. "I went back to his house..."
Nicki raised an eyebrow at her and continued to listen.
"For what? You were done after that. By that time I told everyone everything was complete. I'm not understanding."
"Well then it doesn't matter, right? Therefore whatever I did AFTER the shit isn't your fuckin concern now is it?"
"Wanna try that again, little girl?"
"Excuse you?"
Lea puffed out of his cigar nodding his head as he turned his back on them to sit it down in the ashtray. He charged her way and struck her across the face. She flew to the ground and laid there for a few minutes. Chas' face swelled up and turned red.
"YO NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK?!" SB ran and forceably pushed him to the floor.
She had tears running down her face as Drake ran to help her up.
"So you wanna go there, Scaff?? HUH?! You still think you TOUGH?" Lea hopped up and ran up to Safaree's face.
"NIGGA WASSUP THEN?!" SB bucked.
"You done grew some BALLS to step up to me now???"
"NIGGA I WAS NEVER SCARED OF YOU OR YO BROTHER."
"NOT UNTIL YOU THOUGHT YOU WAS TOUGH ENOUGH TO KILL HIM." Lea blatantly yelled.
Safaree's face changed to a shock. His jaw slightly dropped. Nicki turned her attention to what Lea had just blurted out. She as well as Drake and Chassidy were just as surprised as SB. The room became very silent as you only heard the heavy breathings of Lea and Safaree.
"So it's about that?" SB asked.
"Whoa, Safaree what's he talking about?" Nic said as she looked between he and Lea.
"MY BROTHER! ISAIAH'S GONE BECAUSE OF YOU." Lea pointed at SB as you could see the pain and hurt on his face.
Safaree perked up his lips and backed up slowly away from Lea. He knew where this was going.
*7 Years Ago*
In Flatbush, Brooklyn, Safaree, or as the streets knew him as 'Scaff Beezy', ran the streets with a group of guys who carried weight from borough to borough. Making countless amounts of money to survive and make it on their own. And with more drugs and money came even bigger problems.
An all drug dealing business that became too serious on the streets. The taller the stacks got, the bigger the cliques got. And the bigger the cliques got, the realer the competition became. Safaree co-ran his business with a long-time friend and partner in crime, Teddy. Teddy ran the streets just as much as SB did as kids. They grew up together and corrupted trouble right after high school. Selling drugs that drew more addicts and even more popularity.
Throughout the years, they racked up more guys to join their clique and helped them bring in more bread. He and Teddy lead to success. One year, their business had began slowing down. It was til' they discovered they had ingenious competition coming around the corner to steal their hype. Things were beginning to become interesting as one particular crew vigorously took over the streets of Flatbush.
Elijah and Isaiah were brothers who were apart of a clique which gradually became a gang over the years. Thus, one of the most dangerous gangs in Brooklyn. They caused a lot of trouble and created lots of gang wars which caused real life murders in the process. When they heard word of Teddy and SB trying to reclaim their title of BK's biggest drug dealers, a new found rivalry evoked between the two cliques. Not only did they make as much money as SB and Teddy, they spitefully begin robbing them of their big business. The gang was rightfully known for dressing in all black and wearing a signature logo of a gold Infinity symbol as a chain. The brothers were now at the top of their success and it had became a personal issue for Teddy.
He was more competitive than anybody and wouldn't put up a fight. Until one day, a simple gang fight turned into a deadly brawl that changed everything.
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Both gangs stood upon a corner in broad daylight, ready to attack each other and fight for their territory in Flatbush.
The brawl didn't corrupt until the shine of a golden chrome-plated 9mm was insight. Held by Teddy, aimed to Elijah. SB held his glock at his waist alert and anticipated for Isaiah to make a move as well.
"Word nigga?! Yall weak niggas think yall some tough ass niggas with guns, huh?!" Isaiah spat.
"I've killed niggas before and I ain't afraid to lay another in the grave." Teddy calmly said.
"But guess what? So have I." Lea said with a smirk on his face.
SB tightened his grip around the gun on his waist, inching to draw it out.
"How about you muhfuckas leave OUR block before a bullet flies through yo muhfucking skull." SB threatened.
"Try me." Lea stepped up to SB's face and waited.
SB swiftly kicked Lea harshly to the ground and drew out his gun. Both sides of the gangs went violent. Isaiah pulled his out and started to charge SB up when a shot fired into his chest. Another one flew through his chest a second later when everyone stopped and ducked around after hearing the shots. 2 minutes later the block cleared and there laid a dead Isaiah. Lea hopped up to see his lifeless brother lying on the ground. He screamed at the shed of blood spreading through his brother's shirt onto his hands.
SB was the only one left standing. He was nothing but shocked as he dropped his gun and backed away slowly. He didn't know what to do so he turned and ran down an alley as far as he could.
"You did this! Ima find you nigga! Don't run too far, IMA FIND YOU! YOU AIN'T GON GET AWAY WITH THIS MUHFUCKA!" Lea watched as SB kept running further and further until he couldn't see him anymore. Tears poured onto his brother's chest as he cried out for help.
*7 years and 5 months later*
"I really feel that this is my time to get even...."
"Come on Lea, he's been dead for seven years now! Why won't you let it go?"
"I KNOW HE DID IT! HE KILLED MY BROTHER! I want him to suffer for every muthafuckin thing I went through!"
Eric rolled his eyes and folded his arms. He believed Lea was contemplating on how he was going to plan this mission.
"....Nobody knows the real story of how it happened but me. I know what I saw. He stood there and just looked at us, then ran off like a little BITCH." Lea loudly pounded his fist on his desk.
"If you feel the time is right. Let's get serious about this." Eric said, walking up to Lea's desk.
Lea leaned back into his chair and closed his hands together to think. The rest of the guys in the room remained silent as they awaited his plot.
"You know the nigga went into the industry, right?" Calvin, one of his gang partners chimed in.
"Scaff Beezy?"
"Mmhm..." Jay, another partner, shook his head.
"Really? What does he do?"
"Hypeman for Nicki Minaj." Detroit spoke up from in the corner.
"Nicki Minaj? Onika? Onika from Queens, right?" Eric asked.
"Yep."
"I like where this is going.." Lea said smiling devilishly.
Eric read his face as he went into deep thought once again. He knew where Lea was going to go with this which made him even more ready to put everything into action. "I like the way you think.."
Lea sat up and looked up to Eric. "Find him. Bring him to me. I wanna be the one to end that nigga's life PERSONALLY."
The crew all shook their heads in agreement.
"Ion think that would make anyone feel better. It's just...toooo bland to me." Calvin disagreed.
"What??" Eric twisted his face up.
"Hmm..no he's right....I gotta go further. Something that'll make him beg for his life. He killed the only person that I had left in my life. He DESERVES to suffer like I had to. SO......theres a bitch called Karma and she married this muthafucka called 'prize possession'. But the question for tonight is...are you gentlemen ready to take on this delegation that I have for you."
"Shiiiiit, you know I'm down for ANYTHING." Detroit walked up to Eric and dapped him up laughing.
"Gooood...good. Cuz you'll be the very first to set this bitch off." Lea pointed at him with the meanest smile on his face as Detroit's faded quickly.
"You caused that plane crash?" Nicki lowly asked Lea.
"He sent Detroit for that gig...." Chas said.
Nicki gasped lightly and looked at Lea. "Detroit???" She remembered Mr. McGasky telling her that he was the one who killed himself, causing that plane crash. Now she knew who was all behind this. "Wait....so..you were also behind that murder...weren't you?"
Lea put his cigar up to his mouth and smiled.
"Eric went with him to Rozay's house. The guard found them hiding and tried to catch them but Lea shot him. They were trying to wait for you to come to Rozay's house, so it was sly to kidnap you."
"YO punk ass been sending these death threats to our phones and calling unknown....TOO?! Shoulda figured YO ass was behind ALL this bullshit all along!" Safaree raised his voice as he got in Lea's face.
"Whoa whoa whoa, nigga. Don't get sensitive just yet.... Mr. Graham how bout you tell them you been fuckin with team now." He calmly said as he sneered.
"WHAT?!" SB was beyond livid now. Drake looked as shocked as everyone else did and was lost for words.
"Drake what's he talking 'bout?" Nic strained at a whisper in full surprise.
"Nic, I-I swear I don't know what he's talking about!" Drake frantically looked at Nic and threw his hands up.
"You don't now? So youuuuu...forgot about when I sent you on that little mission for me?" Lea barged in.
Nicki blinked and turned back to Drake with a stern look. Drake repeatedly shook his head in disagreement. Just as he thought he was let off the hook, the attention was all brought back on him.
He nervously glanced at Nicki then to Lea and didn't know where to began. And since he didn't speak up fast enough, Lea finished it off for him.
"He's right here." Chassidy said pointing at Drake. He glanced back at her and rolled his eyes looking back towards Lea.
Lea smirked and made his way through the crowd of men who had all eyes in Drake's direction. Eric slowly trailed behind Lea. Drake took a deep breath when they met face to face as Chassidy stood behind him and folded her arms, waiting to see what would happen.
"How you doin'-" Drake stuck his hand out for a handshake until he saw that Lea didn't acknowledge him right off the back.
"Let's cut the small talk and get down to business shall we?" Lea said with a serious face.
"Uh...O..Okay." he nervously chuckled.
"Nicki Minaj."
He smiled awkwardly and chuckled again at him mentioning her name. "What about her?"
"She's a close friend of yours...right?"
"Uhh...yeah."
"Mmmhm. You like her?"
"I-I did." He blushed.
"You DID? Hm...why not anymore?" He flared his nostrils and raised his eyebrow.
"We're....we're good friends. That's all." He scratched his head and peeked down at his shoes nervously laughing once again.
"Good friends?"
"Yeah."
"Interesting..."
Drake never said anything, he only listened.
"Keeping this inbetween me and you....I can change that, y'know." He put his arm around Drake's shoulder and lowly talked to him as he lead them through the crowd of guys.
"Uhh...okay. Ahaha."
"How about this....I have a mission for you, you do me a favor and I'll do one in return."
"Alright. What is it?"
"How about...we set you two up on a date andddd....we'll....SURPRISE her at the end. He sneered."
"Aight. She might like that." Drake nonchalantly nodded and grinned.
"Just promise me, you won't back down from this....Cuz I don't make deals with scary bitches." Eric slowly pulled out a gun and aimed it over Lea's shoulder to Drake. Lea smirked and awaited Drake's response as if he really had no choice to do so anytime soon.
Nic began to shake as she was in disbelief and utterly addled at him even more now that she knew there was more to that baneful night. Her eyes immediately burned of tears rushing all at once while her body became weaker and weaker. Once they referred back to the situation, the flashbacks of the date and what SB kept constantly harassing her about lingered her mind.
"KNEW YO BITCH ASS DID SOMETHIN'! I AIN'T FUCKIN STUPID!" SB angrily bellowed.
"LOOK! L-lemme just explain real quick, dawg. I-I was f-" Drake threw his hands up in defense.
"It was all planned baby girl." Lea wickedly said.
"Is that true?" Nicki said barely above a whisper. Tears glimmered in her eyes as her whole body felt weak. A sudden sickness churned in her stomach and it made her lightheaded.
"N-Nicki I..."
Nicki quickly shut her eyes and frowned. "There was this...this guy who came up to our table and he..." She was trying to remember the night.
"-Oh, the guy I sent to spy on Mr. Graham, to make sure his scary ass didn't forget his PURPOSE of being there...." Lea corrected her.
Nicki glanced between Drake and Lea, feeling even more confused than before. She was quickly becoming short of breath with her heart rate beating out of control now.
"He knows what I'm talking about." Lea devilishly took a gander at a shocked and puzzled Drake as if he didn't remember anything that happened that night.
"AIGHT! Man, I had no choice to do this shit. This nigga threatened me to do it, which he knew would end up tearing you and SB apart so that you were an easier target. He only used me to interfere and if I tried to tell, I would get killed. If my apology didn't mean shit in the past, Nic....I'm deeply sorry I hurt you."
Nicki tried to ignore SB pondering to himself in the background, trying to keep his composure as she listened to Drake's explanation and beg for forgiveness. At this point she felt squeamish and disadvantaged. Part of her wanted to beat his ass and part of her wanted to let Safaree take matter into his own hands. Either way wouldn't care too her much to her at this point.
"Stay ffffaaaarrrr away from me.....You utterly nauseate my SOUL and I NEVER want to see you in my presence again."
"Nic...I said I'M SORRY..." Drake pleaded.
"SAVE YOUR FUCKIN SORRY, DRAKE! YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AND DID WHAT YOU DID. YOU HURT ME! I TRIED TO LEAVE IT ALONE BUT IT HAUNTED ME. YOU A LOW ASS NIGGA AND YOU HAVE NO FUCKIN RESPECT. FUCK YOU, AUBREY!" Nicki broke down in tears before everyone and sobbed loudly.
In a matter of seconds, Safaree charged Drake up from behind and brutally punched him in his head, making Drake collapse right where he was. As soon as he collapsed, SB harshly kicked and stomped him to the ground a couple times before Chassidy ran up and yanked him away from Drake. She forcefully pushed him back onto the other side of the living room, as he cursed, yelled and bickered at Drake while he laid in excruciating pain with blood spilling onto the floor from his busted up lip.
"YEAH NIGGA, DON'T FUCK WITH HA NO MORE! DARE YO PUNK ASS TO COME AROUND AGAIN! FUCK THIS LABEL MATE SHIT NIGGA. WASSUP!"
Chassidy continued to refrain Safaree from going any closer to Drake.
Lea strolled over to Drake still on the floor and shook his head. He glowered at him then cocked his leg back with all his strength and landed his foot into his guts. Drake grunted in more pain as he watch him curl into a ball on the floor.
"1st warning for speaking my business to the unknown. I'm being nice and I'll let you redeem yourself later." Lea stated with no hesitation. He then made his way to Nicki who alertly glanced at him approaching closer and closer to her. She took a few steps back, slightly shaking. He grabbed her while she was still in arms-reach and yanked her close to his face. She sharply gasped and frowned.
"YO GETCHO HANDS OFF HER!" SB broke from Chas and begin to dash over to them until the unexpected aim of a gun was pointed at SB. He stopped in his tracks and twisted his lips as if the gun didn't fear him and/or as if Lea wasn't even gonna pull the trigger.
Lea kept his entire body turned to Nicki's as he kept his firm grip on her arm. "Please Beezy, now's not the time to interrupt our conversation." He kept his eyes deep into Nicki's with rage. But without a care SB continued to slowly walk upon them.
"Let me go, Lea." She demanded lowly as she attempted to yank away from him.
"No need to depart from me now, because there's still a slight problem here...."
"What?" She gritted through her teeth, squinting her eyes.
"You're still breathing." When SB reached within 4ft of them, Lea whipped Nicki around with him to face Safaree and threw his arm around the small of her neck and began choking her. He pulled the gun to her right dimple and pressed it against her cheeks as she fought to pull his arm from around her neck.
"Did I ever tell you guys about the story of the 'Lady In Red'?" Safaree stood before them and clinched his jaw. He slowly glanced down at her red dress and pressed his lips together, looking back at Lea. Chas silently gasped and immediately knew where this was about to go. She feared for Nicki and tried to think of something before Lea tried anything on her. As she was in shock, Lea caught her face and grinned. "Chas knows this one already..." She pushed her hair behind her ear and looked to the wooden floors, avoiding eye contact.
"Muhfucka if you don't let her go, I swear to God......"
"Muthafucka if you inch any fucking closer to me, this bitch will be history." He mocked SB's voice. "Now chill, I just wanna return the favor, so this won't have to be on my conscious no more. I've went 7 years without my brother, you don't wanna go 7 years without ya bitch? I mean because REALLY.....I OWE you one."
"What the hell is yo problem, nigga?! ALL this bullshit you takin us through is PETTY SHIT. I ain't kill that nigga man! YOU KNOW I AIN'T KILL HIM! YOU CLEARLY SAW ME NOT RAISE THAT PIECE AT HIM. Yo ass just needed somebody to blame and get revenge from. Yeah you knew Teddy did that shit but his ass ran and neva came back. FUCK HIM for that. But instead since you couldn't catch that nigga right off the back, you come threatened me and my people. You a REAL ASS PUSSY NIGGA. A COWARD, in fact. THE FUCK YOU COME TORTURING US FOR?!"
"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHO DID WHAT. YO ass finna repay nigga! You think you good cuz this bitch putchu on in this fuck world and you groping HA money. What? You killed a few niggas, get put on and think you too good for the streets now??? Had yall niggas not started shit and killed my brother, yo ass woulda still been running the BK streets with Teddy selling dope. Think it ain't disturbing when yall niggas killed him but wanna bitch and moan when tables FUCKING TURN."
Safaree stared at him with an evil glare as he balled his hands into fist by his sides and continued to clinch his jaws out of rage. Nicki tried to wiggle from under his grip on her neck as her face was now red. She struggled with breathing and her body was becoming numb. Chassidy stared at Nicki, secretly trying to get her attention from a distance without Lea paying any to her. She kept her eyes on Nic until she caught eyes with Chas.
"How about I lay this shit all out on the card table before she won't hear this shit no more....YES. I was behind the plane crash, I killed the guard, I called/txted unknown, I caused every little muthafucking thing you two went through and to be quite honest.....I had a BLAST with it!" As he kept talking, Chassidy really needed Nicki to look at her again so she can get her attention. Her heart raced as she became more nervous at what was about to happen. Just in time, Nic glanced back at Chas and noticed she was trying to tell her something. Her mouth was slightly open as she tried to breath as much as she could while her vision was now blurry, feeling she was going to black out in any minute. She slowly blinked her eyes at Chas and read her lips.
"Kick him." Chas mouthed to Nic. She didn't quite get the message the first time so Chas lip-synced it slower to Nicki. "KICK. HIM." She lead Nicki's eyes down to the six inch heels she had on, meaning Chas wanted her to kick Lea with the sharp heel of her shoe so he would break his grip from around her.
Nic slowly lifted her nearly-numb leg and with all her strength dug the heels into one of his long legs, causing Lea to immediately let go of his grip and howled at the brutal pain. When he let her go she fell to the ground gasping for large amounts of air, trying to regain full conscious. SB went to run up on Lea with his bare hands until he was halted in his steps by a loud sound and a sharp stab through the chest. His eyes bucked as his breath got caught up in his throat, and 2 seconds later he felt his entire body fall backwards onto the wooden floor as he became paralyzed immediately. Lea impetuously pulled the trigger of his gun, letting a bullet fly right through Safaree's chest. Nicki ducked then screamed when the sound of the gun frightened her. Time felt like it was going in slow motion. Drake hopped up from the floor, when he realized SB had been shot. He gave a crazy look to Lea then back to SB's body lying in front of him. He scooted further away from Safaree on the floor not knowing what to do. Nicki rose her head back up and shrilled at the sight of SB laying lifeless in front of her. Chassidy sprinted towards him crying and making sure he was still breathing. Nicki began crawling to him on her hands and knees until Lea swiftly reached down to aggressively pull one of her legs towards him which drug her across the floor.
"NO!!! NO!!! LET ME GO!!!! STOP IT! GET OFF OF ME!" No matter how hard she attempted to kick him off of her he never let go. In one quick movement, Lea drug her back towards him and scooped her up into his chest. She kicked her legs up in the air when he lifted her up, fighting to escape his strong grip. Chassidy pronounced that he was still alive and that they needed to get him to a hospital quickly. She noticed Lea had Nicki restricted in his large long arms and wouldn't let her go. Now, the dilemma was Chas had to get SB to a hospital but there again Lea had Nicki trapped.
"GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! GO. LEAVE!" He yelled at them, as he kept her from leaving with them.
"NO PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!!!" Nicki wildly kicked her legs everywhere, now with no heels on. Chassidy helped Safaree get up slowly to take him to the trucks outside. She watched his weary walk match an unstable walk by Chas as they made their way out the door for good. Drake carefully got up limping but heard Nicki's cries for help. He saw the gun was still in his hands. He backed up intently watching where the gun was pointed. "DRAKE PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH HIM PLEASE!!!! IF YOU LEAVE HE'S GONNA KILL ME!" So bad he desperately wanted to help Nicki but the fear of the gun got in the way of his emotions. As he was thinking of a way to fight him off of her, Lea fired three shots, aiming badly beside Drake. Each bullet fired to the wall as he duck and ran out of the door as well. "LEA PLEASE LET ME GO! LET ME FUCKING GOOOO!" She cried out for somebody to come back and save her but neither of the three returned. Just as she was close to being rescued, Lea out-smarted them all and won his battle once again. When he saw from afar that they were gone for GOOD, he ferociously slammed her to the floor.
"I TOLD you, you ain't going NOWHERE. You belong to ME now! Now try if you want to bitch."
Nic's hair covered her face while slouching over, appearing oblivious to what had just happened. She was puzzled and even more confused as to why she ended back up where she had began the first time. Held hostage. Being abused. Neglected and disrespected. This is not where she needed to be and this is NOT how it should have turned out at the end. But as more stories become untold, the less the outside world knows, the more that happens behind a closed door.
THE END.
Syke.
It had been 4 days after the nightmare and Nic was nearly dead. She had been abused and locked in a room for over 48 hours, now giving up on fighting. On that night, Elijah had fallen asleep after ruthlessly beating on Nicki just over an hour ago. He compelled Nicki sit quietly on the cold hard wooden floor so he could keep an eye on her. She sat against the wall across the room from his bed and frantically fidgeted with her fingers while silently crying. All rage were in her eyes as she watched him sleep. She clenched her teeth and kept repeating a sentence a voice in her head kept telling her.
[Reap what you sow. Reap what you sow. Reap what you sow.]
She jumped up and stomped out of the room in his big white dress shirt. She fled downstairs to the basement and began rummaging through the things against the wall. She spotted a big jug of gasoline and walked to it. She grabbed it and made her way back to his room. She quietly sat the jug down and ran to his closet. Nic slipped off the white blouse and grabbed a black tank top of his and slid it on. She tied the back of it so it would properly fit her body for now. There were all black pants hanging behind her. She snatched one off the rack and peeked to see if Elijah was still asleep. She found a pair of scissors and carelessly cut through them to make them into shorts. After, Nicki slid them on, perfectly fitting her thighs and waist. She ran to the bathroom and brushed her hair into a high bun before walking over to the bed and putting on his all black timberlands.
She looked to her left and noticed his phone sitting on his bedstand. She quietly inched over and shoved it in her pocket. His pants lied on the floor so she picked them up to check for anything.
Nicki smiled at the $200 that she found in his pockets. But it faded quickly when she spotted him moving on the bed. She lowly gasped and stuffed the money in her bra to get to the gasoline. Nic picked it up and began quietly pouring it all over the floor of his room until she reached his bed, pouring it around his body. She left out the room once again to go get a lighter in the kitchen. A minute later she reappeared standing over him opening the silver lighter as it lit up the room.
"GET UP!" A hard kick in Lea's nuts made him wake up grunting. He could hardly see Nicki's infuriated look on her face as she watched him weep in pain.
"I've had enough of your bullshit and you've took me through HELL. Now I'M gonna show you what the fuck that FEELS like." Nic took the lighter and tossed it across the room as the floor burst into flames, spreading quicker than ever. Lea yelped as the fire surrounded his bed, now being trapped on his bed. She ran downstairs, to the wide window and thought for a minute.
There was an end table sitting next to his chair that was placed in front of the window. She grabbed the legs of it and slung it around into the window, shattering it. She stepped back and observed the view of the city and then the street. Nic looked back at the smoke arising upstairs as she hurriedly climbed out of the window, landing on a lower roof. Once she reached the bottom, she noticed the fire spreading all around the house now. More smoke arose into the night sky as she backed away from the house. Nicki bit at her lip as she fought back tears, leaving the man that made her suffer for 3 long weeks of hell, burning up in flames. Her battle was finally over. The nightmare had ended. And she fought through it all.
But her night wasn't over just yet.......
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{1st: I liked to apologize on the 2 months of waiting. I got carried away with life. lmfao. No seriously, I wanted quality on this Final chapter for you guys so I took my time to try my best to explain/sort out everything. I know alot of you guys were becoming confused with what was going on and some was figuring it out along the way. It's one of those stories when everything in the beginning doesn't make any type of sense until the very end. Honestly, I hate the way I WROTE this stories. Every time I wrote a new chapter, my ideas were changing because I came up with something better than before. When ya'll told me I was a "good ass writer" I was like bye whatever. I honestly think my shit is weak lol. This was just something I wanted to try out and be completely different and out of everyone's comfort zone with the OF fics. I know alot of ppl prolly stop reading it bc of hoe bazaar it was at the beginning and blah but oh well. I just wanted to experiment with an uncommon but interesting OF story line. I know this had niggas skressin OUT and on edge, which is how I wanted yall to stay interested. I didn't use pictures or spill any tea until the end because I wanted to have yall niggas THINKING. lol. But anyway, I hate it. Did I do a good job? Did it sound real? No? k. Thanks to the ones who stayed with the story.
2nd: Sorry this chapter was OD long. I had originally planned to only write 32 chapters a year ago so I stuck with my word. The chorus to Up In Flames would've been the best part to play towards the end when Nicki sets Lea and his house on fire lol. ALSO, I wrote a part where Nic visits Safaree the same night and they have a long conversation as he's laying on his hospital bed. Let me know if you guys want that part and I'll post that as a bonus chapt or whatevs. Let me just say I'll never write shit like this again lmfao. It was just written so ugly. I like the concept but the way I wrote was just SO UGLY. idk. Glad it's over.
3rd: The first chapter of "Behind Closed Doors" will start soon. I've been working on it as well so thank for you lots patience!!!!! GO FOLLOW IT NOW! ---> behindcloseddoorsxx.blogspot.com
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The three climbed into the black trucks right out of the G5 SB had them take there. Since Chassidy had the address, she found out how long it would take to get to the exact place.
"So how long is it there?" SB asked.
"It's....gonna be about a good 3 hours." Chas said.
"3 WHOLE hours???"
"Yep." She frowned and shrugged her shoulders.
SB was automatically annoyed. He took his hat and positioned hiself in chill mode. He layed back and took his hand and sat it over his face. Within seconds sped through his mind of why Lea was causing all of this trouble.
Chassidy sat in the very back of the truck to herself and thought about how this whole plan was going to play out. She feared it would be completely disasterous, brutal and more than likely, deadly. The way Lea opperated, it would be possible.
"Lord, what did I get myself into?" She silently asked herself. Tears were forming in her eyes just thinking of the consequences she would have to face as soon as Lea found out she went against him.
Drake seperated himself from the other two just avoid distraction and to have time to get his mind together. He had been acting weird ever since the night SB had almost put one to his head. After he fled that night, he went into hiding back in Toronto. He had missed a couple of shows, events and interviews. His own close friend Forty didn't even know where he was. It was his only way of not being found by Lea or any of the gang in hopes of not getting caught. When he saw how bad he had hurt Nicki, he couldn't bare seeing her face to face again. He knew she probably hated him and could never be forgived. Yet again, he blamed his "emotions" for getting in the way of what could've been easily stopped. Now he regreted it all. He wasn't sure why he was even with the other two anymore. He just wanted Nicki back home and safe.
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"Get up," Lea barged into the room Nicki slept in alone at the end of the hallway. He demanded her with what she heard was anger in his voice, so she was a little scared.
"Wait..Wh-What's going on?" Nic hopped out of bed onto the crisp cold floor with her feet bare. She became nervous at how urgent he sounded which meant something was going on. He walked out of the room, not answering her question. She rushed out after him with her heart racing.
"WAIT! Wait. What's going on? Wha-"
"Head to my room. Take a shower and meet me back in your room in 15 minutes. You're not out by then, I will drag you out of there myself." Lea swift around, lifted his finger to her face and gritted his teeth. She stared at him for a minute then walked passed him, rolling her eyes.
"Yo ass wanna try that funny shit with me today and you wont be able to SEE out of those fuckin eyes you rollin'."
Nicki went to his bathroom and locked the door. She slowly moved over to the tub and ran the shower. After quickly disrobing and hopping into the steamy hot water, she closed her eyes and thought for awhile, trying to het her mind together.
They sat in the Boston hotel suite unpacking their clothes and placing them on both sides of the bed. Both were silent with just their thoughts feeling up the room.
Nicki thought back on the conversation her and SB had earlier on the G5. It kept replaying on everything Safaree had told her. Including one part that sorta took her by surprise.
She grabbed her shorts and folded them to lay them next to her suitcase. Her eyebrows furrowed the more she urged to ask so she finally spoke up.
"Safaree...."
"Yo." He was currently on fixing the top part of one of his chains. Then gently sat it on the bed to continue pulling his shirts out.
"You...mentioned Eric was apart...of a gang...right?"
He paused for a moment then went back to another chain to examine. "...Yeeeeah.."
Nic twisted her lips before looking up at him confused. "Is he...apart of the same gang as Detroit and those two other guys I told you about?"
SB took the shirt in his hand and tossed it back into the suitcase. He huffed lightly and licked his lips. "Um......"
Nicki's eyes popped open when she felt the water turn ice cold. She shrieked and turned it off. She hopped out and wrapped herself around a towel before finding an oversized T-shirt and throwing it over her freezing body. Nic quickly ran out the room to find Lea. She looked over the rail to see downstairs into the living room but halted when she saw him holding two guns in his hands. She lowly gasped and debated if she wanted to go downstairs to him or not. She took her chance and jogged downstairs and approached him slowly on alert.
"Uh...Lea?"
He calmly turned around and looked down at her with one gun in his hand and bullets in the other as he got ready to load it up. Nic couldn't bare to blink quickly between him and the gun as she tried to get her words out.
"Do you h-happen to know a guy named Eric?" She hesitantly asked.
When he heard her mention Eric's name he froze and looked at her funny.
"You know him?"
Nicki folded her lips for a moment nervously looking down at the gun.
"Uh..I've heard about him..."
Lea eyeballed her closely. Something didn't seem right to him. She was up to something and he could smell it. He grabbed his rag and began polishing the guns as he continued.
"Oh really? Like what?"
[Shit.] She bit her lip and felt her heart beat a little faster.
"Wellllllll...." She glanced down at her feet, trying to piece her words together. "I mean, I was just wondering..." She started walking towards the kitchen.
"No. No. Come back. You're the one that asked me about him so tell me where did you know him from." He shook his head and motioned for her to come back, after trying to kill the convo awkwardly. Now that he was feeling curious, he wanted to know what did she hear about Eric.
"He's apart of this...clique, isn't he?"
"Hmph," An evil smirk appeared on his face as he chuckled a little at her saying what he exactly knew she was going to say. "As a matter of fact, he is." Lea walked over by the end table to place one of his guns down to pick up the other and repeat the session.
Nicki folded her arms and leaned against the arm of the couch and watched him. "He knew Safaree...."
"Interesting."
"WHAT do you want with him?"
"You're very curious, you know?" He more likely referred to her as nosy than curious.
"Yet, you haven't answered my question."
"Wouldn't you like to know..."
"I would, actually." She folded her arms and raised an eyebrow.
He huffed and sat the gun down with the rag and returned back to his spot. "I think you should wait to see for yourself...."
"....Are you holding some type of grudge against him? Are you MAD about something?? Trying to get any REVENGE?"
"Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not," He stood over her looking into her eyes with darkness in his. His voice lowered even deeper and his breathing sped up. "All that matters is that you're here with me, and you ain't going NO WHERE."
"So you think..." Nicki stood up to him and awaited him to do something crazy. She wanted him to. She really did. Any moment she was going to flinch at any little move he made so she could be ready to retaliate. She was getting tired of him and it was the last straw.
"Nicki Minaj, if you haven't known by now....I am a very dangerous man. I run a tight business and everyone knows i'm ALL about it. And when I want something, oh you better believe I get it with NO hesitation.
"And you think you scare me?" She frowned.
He chuckled and walked away from her. "I can show you better than I can tell you...."
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"UGH! This so stupid! My life is going to end because of some BULLSHIT. It's all my fault. Being the selfish bitch that I am. Being greedy...." Chassidy started her rant with a million regrets running over her brain. "I.....All I ever wanted was money. Saw what my brother was doing to get it...and got my wish..."
Safaree sat in blank, intensely listening to her story. He never spoke or looked at her, for her story had caught his full attention.
"Well you know how it is in the hood. Grew up in a broken home. Moms was on crack and Pops ran the streets alot. Just me and my big brother. He took care of us...we used to steal a lot to just survive. When I turned 15, he hopped on with Lea and his brother, Isaiah in Flatbush. Started doing a lot of dangerous shit but was bringing a stash every night. Never told me how he would get it but I didn't complain because we needed it.....Soon as I turned about 17/18, my brother let me join him so I would start getting money on my own."
She kept her eyes down, fighting tears back as she bit down on her bottom lip. Safaree glanced over at her to see the expression on her face.
"So then I met them."
"And?"
"It wasn't long til I got to see what they were all about and also learning that I was only of few females that ran with their crew. And most of them now....are dead. Lea was more of the trouble maker than his brother Isaiah. It only got worse when he got killed..."
SB took a deep breath when she brung up Isaiah's death. Feeling uncomfortable, he turned his head to look outside and remained quiet for a few more minutes.
"So how did you make it through all of that?"
"Playin my cards right and just......doing what he tells me to do."
Slowly, he was beginning to feel bad for Chassidy and how much she had to sacrifice in her life to survive.
"He changed a WHOLE lot when his brother died. That's when the murdering shit started increasing. Doing evil spiteful shit to people, going all out to get revenge," She glanced at the back of Safaree's head and rolled her eyes. "I've never went against his will until now."
"Why you even helping me?"
"...I just can-...can't take another girl getting killed. And PLUS she's a celebrity. And if I would've never even gotten you this far. Her shit would be a cold case. A mystery for the mind, a living for the killer." Chassidy became emotional.
"So now you sayin, you sacrificing your life altogether for her?"
A single tear fell as she played with her infinity necklace. "I'd rather go through all this trouble to save someone then to see the shit get even worse..."
Safaree was rathered surprised at how much she actually cared. Even though it would cost her, her life...it was a nice gesture.
"Where's your brother now?" He glanced out the window at the view.
"Probably looking for me now. Haven't talk to him since I got back from Australia."
"He'ont know you doing this right now?"
"Mmh mmh."
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Lea had little time to set up his house for when his unwanted guest were arriving. He kept busy at fixing most of the downstairs up, making sure everything looked as neutral as he would make Nicki look before they came.
He went to his bedroom and collected the two boxes to run them down to the room Nicki was in.
Nicki sat in the room quietly to her thoughts when they were suddenly interrupted by Lea barging into her room once again. She automatically glared at the two boxes in his hands as he threw them on the bed beside her. Before she could open her mouth, he spoke up.
"Put this on and meet me downstairs in 30 minutes."
"An-"
"AND If you don't......try me." He said with his back turned to her, starting to the door.
She gave him a sour look and picked up the boxes and examined them.
"Uh..."
He froze at the door.
"Who's....coming over?"
"......You'll see when you get downstairs."
Nicki glanced at the boxes once more and went to one to open it up. There laid a pair of black Louis Vuitton's with red bottoms. She frowned at them, wondering where he found them and why were they given to her. She felt unusual about this not knowing what he was up to exactly but she'd know sooner than later.
Nic then grabbed the 2nd box up to an all ruby red dress that glimmered in her glossy eyes. She stood up to hold the dress against her body looking down at how perfectly it shaped her. Nerves shot through her body as it slightly tensed up at what this all meant.
As she walked out of the room to the bathroom, Lea's voice stopped her.
"Hey."
"What." She responded dryly.
"There's a pearl necklace and a matching pearl bracelet in a jewlery box sitting in my room. I want you to wear it with the ensemble I gave you......Please." His sultry but demanding voice sounded from the end of the stairs as he smirked at her.
Nicki rolled her eyes at how disgusted she was and headed straight to the bathroom to do as he said.
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"What."
"Look man, how much we 'sposed to give him?"
"He said $60,000. How-"
"I'll give him half. You ARE paying your half, right?"
SB almost wanted to laugh at how proper and paranoid Drake's voice sounded right now.
"The fuck you think, nigga?"
"Fuck it."
SB took his phone and hung up in Drake's face. He was already pissed and to top off his mood, he was now annoyed. He huffed and adjusted in his seat, while shaking his head.
"If you think shit's cray right now, wait til we get there....." Chassidy said, staring out of her window.
He shook his head again and pushed up his shades. "How far we got anyway?"
"We'll be there...in about....whoa. Whoa,"
"What. What we're close???" SB sat up in his seat and turned around to see Chas checking her GPS system on her phone.
"Oh my god, we have like 20 more minutes til we hit his neighborhood! Oh shit."
"GOOD." SB eagerly said as he grabbed a black bag from the trunk and pulled out 3 glocks. He began readying them as he and Chas talked to kill some time before they had arrived. A small smile formed across his face at how close they were to getting to them. He just wanted Nicki back into his arms safe and sound, immediately.
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Lea had been now monitoring his area and the tracker on his computer for the past hours for any sign of Safaree, Chassidy and Drake. He had called his boys to stay low-key for any back up formations he would need if anything got too dangerous. At the moment, he stood looking out of the large window in his living room at his street for a sign of them approaching soon.
A fainted sound of heels sounded his ears as he slowly turned around when they became louder and louder. Then appeared a shy Nicki in the red dress that fitted her curves. Her skin tone surprisingly beamed gracefully off the light of the dull chandelier hanging above them. She continued to make her way to the bottom of the stairs.
His heart nearly dropped at how amazing she looked, quickly reminding him of every familiar scene just like this.
"Wow. You look ravishing tonight." he licked his lips and smiled at her.
"Thank you." She gracefully said, batting her eyelashes.
"Those...pearls I bought you REALLY compliments the red on you. I love it."
She looked at the pearls around her wrist and lightly touched the ones on her neck, blushing a bit. "Really? I really love them! Thanks, Elijah."
He smiled at her and awaited her to come closer to his body to meet her eye to eye. He gazed at her perfectly figured body in the short red dress he gave her as a gift to wear. She took in his scent and marked her 'kiss of death' red lipstick onto his neck and smirked.
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Ironically, on the way there, Chas occupied the rest of their time in the trucks to tell SB more untold stories about Lea's forbidden past she knew from experience.
"And when he would get ready to murder his women....he would buy them this same red dress.....like almost as red as the blood that covered them. He kept this one jewlery set in particular that every woman he killed wore on the night of their murder. They were these....white creamy pearls he stole from his mother in her casket when she passed. From then on, he believed that the pearls would make the women look as happy as his mother did when she wore them. The only remembrance he had of her. He loved them in red lipstick or as he called it the 'Kiss of Death' only because for some strange reason they would all kiss him in the same exact spot with it right before they died. After he would serenade then kill them, he would hide the body, take the jewlery and be ready to reuse it sometime again."
Safaree was speechless as his stomach began turning.
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Nicki never popped a smile as she slowly walked into a better view of everything to see how fancy the living room looked. Her jaw slightly flew open, surprised at most of his house looking quite neutral than it usually did.
[Wait...a minute...] Nic slowed down her speed and nearly halted, gazing around at the room.
"Wait...wait. Why does it look so....soooo..." She stumbled over some of her words due how surprisingly well everything appeared.
"Soooo....what?" Lea tilted his head in confusion.
Nicki dead-faced him and rolled her eyes at him sounding innocent, like she didn't know what he was trying to do. "Whatever, Lea." She started towards the kitchen until he halted her in her tracks.
"Whoa, whoa. Come back here."
"Excuse you?" She popped an eyebrow up at him, spinning around on her heels.
"You look.........nice." He smiled.
She looked at him for a minute and tried to read him. His eyes were flirting yet snooping but his weird smile threw her off.
"Yeah. Thanks." She frowned turning back around and strutted off into the kitchen.
Lea leered on her ass as she disappeared and silently laughed at her for falling for his evil plan.
"Good girl..." He said to himself.
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Nicki stood against the counter in the kitchen thinking to herself, nervously holding a glass of water in her hand. She felt a weird vibe about what was going to happen when his guests arrived. She imagined what would happen if she told whoever was coming, that she was kidnapped and held hostage. Suddenly, a loud screeching of trucks outside startled her, which made her drop and shatter the glass of water in her hand. She gasped and froze in place.
Lea whipped his head towards the door then to the window to see two black trucks lined up in front of his place. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to call his crew to alert as he watched the three get out of the trucks.
"Alright, boys. Game time."
The doors were unlocked just in case they were going to break into the house. He plastered a smirk on his face as he was ready for his plan to go into action. They walked an amount of stairs up the way before getting there.
Nic froze in place of the kitchen still, silently listening to footsteps. Her heart pounded even harder with each step she heard grow louder to the door. She began breathing a little harder as her hands trembled. She didn't know who was coming or what was about to happen.
Within minutes a hand grabbed a hold of the door. It began rattling really loud and it seemed as if they were having trouble opening it. Nicki remembered how hard the door was to open so she slowly peaked around the corner to see Lea calmly standing, awaiting for them to open it. She heard him chuckling under his breath at how they struggled to get it open. Nic put in her mind that she wasn't coming out of the kitchen until she knew who it was. The door banging became louder as they knocked and knocked before it became really quiet again. She was confused at why he didn't go open the door himself.
It was silent for about 5 minutes, which then she thought the people might have gave up and left. Lea walked over to his chair that sat in front of the large window and lit up a cigar.
Before Nicki debated to come out of the kitchen, the loud sound of the door busted open. Lea didn't flinch nor move. He didn't turn his head in their direction but spotted a gun aimed at his head.
"Where is she." A familiar voice said.
Nicki's eyes grew big as she slowly hit the ground with her hand over her mouth to not make any noise. She heard Safaree's voice and nearly fainted.
[OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD.] She screamed in her head as she continued to listen.
Lea puffed his cigar before standing up again. There stood before him, Safaree, Chassidy and Drake to no surprise. He began laughing when he took a good look at them. Nicki was freaking out and didn't know what would happen if she saw Safaree and whoever else came with him.
SB held the gun firmly in his hand with a serious look on his face.
"Well....Well....Well. If it isn't Scaff Beezy from da block." Lea rested a hand in his pocket as the other held the cigar. He glanced at the gun then ignored it.
[Wait.....] Nicki didn't know Lea and SB had already met in the past.
"Look nigga you know why we came here..."
Nicki impetuously walked out of the kitchen, inching around the corner fixing her eyes to meet Safaree's as he stood in awe. Chassidy and Drake brung their attention to Nicki as well. Chassidy spotted the familiar outfit Nicki was wearing, which astounded her. Nic's eyes slowly moved to Chassidy then slowly to Drake as she raised her brows at him.
[Drake?] She was even more confused now. She didn't even know why he was there.
She then met back to SB. As the room shared a loud silence, SB noticed Nicki froze in her place right by the entrance of the kitchen. She never moved any closer to them which made Lea smile on the inside.
[Mm. Smart girl.] He thought to himself.
"Nicki." SB heard himself say.
Her eyes became glossy when he said her name. She was even more grateful to hear his voice again let alone see him in flesh, despite believing she wouldn't have that chance again.
"Nicki...." He repeated more carefully.
"Nic...you...you good?" Drake nervously asked. She didn't know what to do or say so she continued not to move.
SB felt that something was wrong with her. It quickly reminded him of when she went into sudden shock right after the tragic plane crash. He frantically looked over her carefully as he slowly put the gun down and started to walk her way. But as he took one step up, she took one step back and Lea's arm flew across his chest to stop him from coming any closer.
"Whoa. I...don't think you wanna do that, bruh." Lea warned him.
Safaree threw his arm up and forcefully pushed Lea's off of him. "Don't putcho hands on me, bruh!" He scowled, looking him in the eyes.
She continued to innocently stare at them without uttering a word. Her heart pounded heavier than ever and she felt like she was on the verge of blacking out any minute. On the outside she looked terrified but on the inside she felt petrified.
"So you wanna get nasty with it?" Lea spat back.
"Safaree, chill." Chassidy tapped him on the shoulder. Nicki's eyes went from him to seeing Chassidy make contact to his shoulder. Her nostrils gently flinched as she gazed at the girl.
"NAH! I wanna know why the fuck she ain't talkin to me! Like this nigga got her too shook to say shit! Why isn't she talking to me?! What did you do to her???" SB stepped closer to Lea becoming livid.
Lea turned around to glance at Nicki. She still remained silent. There was a blank expression on her face which Safaree couldn't read and it bothered him. So badly she wanted to run into his arms but her body wouldn't allow her to. She fought back more and more tears. Lea shrugged and looked back to SB.
"Really?" He began laughing. "You crack a nigga up, Scaff. You really do." He made it over to his chair and sat, puffing out of his cigar once more.
"Look what she has on..." Chassidy stepped up to SB's ear and whispered to him as they looked at Nicki.
"What was that?" Nicki finally spoke up.
Chassidy froze. Nicki's voice had startled her. Safaree's heart jolted at finally hearing her voice.
"I-I was just telling him, I liked your...dress."
"You think you coulda told ME that?" Nicki spat with attitude.
"Uh..." Chassidy cocked her head back and felt Nicki trying to get cute with her. She looked at Safaree like Nic was crazy.
"Safaree...who's this?" Nic kept her eyes on Chas.
"Nic this is Chas. If you haven't noticed, she works for me." Lea strided up a few steps in front of his chair, pointing over to Chassidy for Nicki.
"Hm." She cut her eyes at Safaree, believing some what he already knew this. She just wanted to know what he was doing with her.
"Yeah, Nic. She helped me find you here..."
Once SB said that a sharp nerve shot through Chassidy's body. She really didn't want Lea to find out she had went out of her way to help Safaree behind his back. It was just one step closer to her life being on the line.
"Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow to SB.
Safaree kicked himself for blurting that out. "....Yeah." He cut his eyes at Lea then rolled them over to look at Nicki once again. He folded his lips tightly and huffed. Nicki was unmoved.
"Chassidy? Where'd you go after Summer Jam?" Lea tilted his head at her, holding his cigar.
She nervously played with her fingers and took a deep breath. "I went back to his house..."
Nicki raised an eyebrow at her and continued to listen.
"For what? You were done after that. By that time I told everyone everything was complete. I'm not understanding."
"Well then it doesn't matter, right? Therefore whatever I did AFTER the shit isn't your fuckin concern now is it?"
"Wanna try that again, little girl?"
"Excuse you?"
Lea puffed out of his cigar nodding his head as he turned his back on them to sit it down in the ashtray. He charged her way and struck her across the face. She flew to the ground and laid there for a few minutes. Chas' face swelled up and turned red.
"YO NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK?!" SB ran and forceably pushed him to the floor.
She had tears running down her face as Drake ran to help her up.
"So you wanna go there, Scaff?? HUH?! You still think you TOUGH?" Lea hopped up and ran up to Safaree's face.
"NIGGA WASSUP THEN?!" SB bucked.
"You done grew some BALLS to step up to me now???"
"NIGGA I WAS NEVER SCARED OF YOU OR YO BROTHER."
"NOT UNTIL YOU THOUGHT YOU WAS TOUGH ENOUGH TO KILL HIM." Lea blatantly yelled.
Safaree's face changed to a shock. His jaw slightly dropped. Nicki turned her attention to what Lea had just blurted out. She as well as Drake and Chassidy were just as surprised as SB. The room became very silent as you only heard the heavy breathings of Lea and Safaree.
"So it's about that?" SB asked.
"Whoa, Safaree what's he talking about?" Nic said as she looked between he and Lea.
"MY BROTHER! ISAIAH'S GONE BECAUSE OF YOU." Lea pointed at SB as you could see the pain and hurt on his face.
Safaree perked up his lips and backed up slowly away from Lea. He knew where this was going.
*7 Years Ago*
In Flatbush, Brooklyn, Safaree, or as the streets knew him as 'Scaff Beezy', ran the streets with a group of guys who carried weight from borough to borough. Making countless amounts of money to survive and make it on their own. And with more drugs and money came even bigger problems.
An all drug dealing business that became too serious on the streets. The taller the stacks got, the bigger the cliques got. And the bigger the cliques got, the realer the competition became. Safaree co-ran his business with a long-time friend and partner in crime, Teddy. Teddy ran the streets just as much as SB did as kids. They grew up together and corrupted trouble right after high school. Selling drugs that drew more addicts and even more popularity.
Throughout the years, they racked up more guys to join their clique and helped them bring in more bread. He and Teddy lead to success. One year, their business had began slowing down. It was til' they discovered they had ingenious competition coming around the corner to steal their hype. Things were beginning to become interesting as one particular crew vigorously took over the streets of Flatbush.
Elijah and Isaiah were brothers who were apart of a clique which gradually became a gang over the years. Thus, one of the most dangerous gangs in Brooklyn. They caused a lot of trouble and created lots of gang wars which caused real life murders in the process. When they heard word of Teddy and SB trying to reclaim their title of BK's biggest drug dealers, a new found rivalry evoked between the two cliques. Not only did they make as much money as SB and Teddy, they spitefully begin robbing them of their big business. The gang was rightfully known for dressing in all black and wearing a signature logo of a gold Infinity symbol as a chain. The brothers were now at the top of their success and it had became a personal issue for Teddy.
He was more competitive than anybody and wouldn't put up a fight. Until one day, a simple gang fight turned into a deadly brawl that changed everything.
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Both gangs stood upon a corner in broad daylight, ready to attack each other and fight for their territory in Flatbush.
The brawl didn't corrupt until the shine of a golden chrome-plated 9mm was insight. Held by Teddy, aimed to Elijah. SB held his glock at his waist alert and anticipated for Isaiah to make a move as well.
"Word nigga?! Yall weak niggas think yall some tough ass niggas with guns, huh?!" Isaiah spat.
"I've killed niggas before and I ain't afraid to lay another in the grave." Teddy calmly said.
"But guess what? So have I." Lea said with a smirk on his face.
SB tightened his grip around the gun on his waist, inching to draw it out.
"How about you muhfuckas leave OUR block before a bullet flies through yo muhfucking skull." SB threatened.
"Try me." Lea stepped up to SB's face and waited.
SB swiftly kicked Lea harshly to the ground and drew out his gun. Both sides of the gangs went violent. Isaiah pulled his out and started to charge SB up when a shot fired into his chest. Another one flew through his chest a second later when everyone stopped and ducked around after hearing the shots. 2 minutes later the block cleared and there laid a dead Isaiah. Lea hopped up to see his lifeless brother lying on the ground. He screamed at the shed of blood spreading through his brother's shirt onto his hands.
SB was the only one left standing. He was nothing but shocked as he dropped his gun and backed away slowly. He didn't know what to do so he turned and ran down an alley as far as he could.
"You did this! Ima find you nigga! Don't run too far, IMA FIND YOU! YOU AIN'T GON GET AWAY WITH THIS MUHFUCKA!" Lea watched as SB kept running further and further until he couldn't see him anymore. Tears poured onto his brother's chest as he cried out for help.
*7 years and 5 months later*
"I really feel that this is my time to get even...."
"Come on Lea, he's been dead for seven years now! Why won't you let it go?"
"I KNOW HE DID IT! HE KILLED MY BROTHER! I want him to suffer for every muthafuckin thing I went through!"
Eric rolled his eyes and folded his arms. He believed Lea was contemplating on how he was going to plan this mission.
"....Nobody knows the real story of how it happened but me. I know what I saw. He stood there and just looked at us, then ran off like a little BITCH." Lea loudly pounded his fist on his desk.
"If you feel the time is right. Let's get serious about this." Eric said, walking up to Lea's desk.
Lea leaned back into his chair and closed his hands together to think. The rest of the guys in the room remained silent as they awaited his plot.
"You know the nigga went into the industry, right?" Calvin, one of his gang partners chimed in.
"Scaff Beezy?"
"Mmhm..." Jay, another partner, shook his head.
"Really? What does he do?"
"Hypeman for Nicki Minaj." Detroit spoke up from in the corner.
"Nicki Minaj? Onika? Onika from Queens, right?" Eric asked.
"Yep."
"I like where this is going.." Lea said smiling devilishly.
Eric read his face as he went into deep thought once again. He knew where Lea was going to go with this which made him even more ready to put everything into action. "I like the way you think.."
Lea sat up and looked up to Eric. "Find him. Bring him to me. I wanna be the one to end that nigga's life PERSONALLY."
The crew all shook their heads in agreement.
"Ion think that would make anyone feel better. It's just...toooo bland to me." Calvin disagreed.
"What??" Eric twisted his face up.
"Hmm..no he's right....I gotta go further. Something that'll make him beg for his life. He killed the only person that I had left in my life. He DESERVES to suffer like I had to. SO......theres a bitch called Karma and she married this muthafucka called 'prize possession'. But the question for tonight is...are you gentlemen ready to take on this delegation that I have for you."
"Shiiiiit, you know I'm down for ANYTHING." Detroit walked up to Eric and dapped him up laughing.
"Gooood...good. Cuz you'll be the very first to set this bitch off." Lea pointed at him with the meanest smile on his face as Detroit's faded quickly.
"You caused that plane crash?" Nicki lowly asked Lea.
"He sent Detroit for that gig...." Chas said.
Nicki gasped lightly and looked at Lea. "Detroit???" She remembered Mr. McGasky telling her that he was the one who killed himself, causing that plane crash. Now she knew who was all behind this. "Wait....so..you were also behind that murder...weren't you?"
Lea put his cigar up to his mouth and smiled.
"Eric went with him to Rozay's house. The guard found them hiding and tried to catch them but Lea shot him. They were trying to wait for you to come to Rozay's house, so it was sly to kidnap you."
"YO punk ass been sending these death threats to our phones and calling unknown....TOO?! Shoulda figured YO ass was behind ALL this bullshit all along!" Safaree raised his voice as he got in Lea's face.
"Whoa whoa whoa, nigga. Don't get sensitive just yet.... Mr. Graham how bout you tell them you been fuckin with team now." He calmly said as he sneered.
"WHAT?!" SB was beyond livid now. Drake looked as shocked as everyone else did and was lost for words.
"Drake what's he talking 'bout?" Nic strained at a whisper in full surprise.
"Nic, I-I swear I don't know what he's talking about!" Drake frantically looked at Nic and threw his hands up.
"You don't now? So youuuuu...forgot about when I sent you on that little mission for me?" Lea barged in.
Nicki blinked and turned back to Drake with a stern look. Drake repeatedly shook his head in disagreement. Just as he thought he was let off the hook, the attention was all brought back on him.
He nervously glanced at Nicki then to Lea and didn't know where to began. And since he didn't speak up fast enough, Lea finished it off for him.
"He's right here." Chassidy said pointing at Drake. He glanced back at her and rolled his eyes looking back towards Lea.
Lea smirked and made his way through the crowd of men who had all eyes in Drake's direction. Eric slowly trailed behind Lea. Drake took a deep breath when they met face to face as Chassidy stood behind him and folded her arms, waiting to see what would happen.
"How you doin'-" Drake stuck his hand out for a handshake until he saw that Lea didn't acknowledge him right off the back.
"Let's cut the small talk and get down to business shall we?" Lea said with a serious face.
"Uh...O..Okay." he nervously chuckled.
"Nicki Minaj."
He smiled awkwardly and chuckled again at him mentioning her name. "What about her?"
"She's a close friend of yours...right?"
"Uhh...yeah."
"Mmmhm. You like her?"
"I-I did." He blushed.
"You DID? Hm...why not anymore?" He flared his nostrils and raised his eyebrow.
"We're....we're good friends. That's all." He scratched his head and peeked down at his shoes nervously laughing once again.
"Good friends?"
"Yeah."
"Interesting..."
Drake never said anything, he only listened.
"Keeping this inbetween me and you....I can change that, y'know." He put his arm around Drake's shoulder and lowly talked to him as he lead them through the crowd of guys.
"Uhh...okay. Ahaha."
"How about this....I have a mission for you, you do me a favor and I'll do one in return."
"Alright. What is it?"
"How about...we set you two up on a date andddd....we'll....SURPRISE her at the end. He sneered."
"Aight. She might like that." Drake nonchalantly nodded and grinned.
"Just promise me, you won't back down from this....Cuz I don't make deals with scary bitches." Eric slowly pulled out a gun and aimed it over Lea's shoulder to Drake. Lea smirked and awaited Drake's response as if he really had no choice to do so anytime soon.
Nic began to shake as she was in disbelief and utterly addled at him even more now that she knew there was more to that baneful night. Her eyes immediately burned of tears rushing all at once while her body became weaker and weaker. Once they referred back to the situation, the flashbacks of the date and what SB kept constantly harassing her about lingered her mind.
"KNEW YO BITCH ASS DID SOMETHIN'! I AIN'T FUCKIN STUPID!" SB angrily bellowed.
"LOOK! L-lemme just explain real quick, dawg. I-I was f-" Drake threw his hands up in defense.
"It was all planned baby girl." Lea wickedly said.
"Is that true?" Nicki said barely above a whisper. Tears glimmered in her eyes as her whole body felt weak. A sudden sickness churned in her stomach and it made her lightheaded.
"N-Nicki I..."
Nicki quickly shut her eyes and frowned. "There was this...this guy who came up to our table and he..." She was trying to remember the night.
"-Oh, the guy I sent to spy on Mr. Graham, to make sure his scary ass didn't forget his PURPOSE of being there...." Lea corrected her.
Nicki glanced between Drake and Lea, feeling even more confused than before. She was quickly becoming short of breath with her heart rate beating out of control now.
"He knows what I'm talking about." Lea devilishly took a gander at a shocked and puzzled Drake as if he didn't remember anything that happened that night.
"AIGHT! Man, I had no choice to do this shit. This nigga threatened me to do it, which he knew would end up tearing you and SB apart so that you were an easier target. He only used me to interfere and if I tried to tell, I would get killed. If my apology didn't mean shit in the past, Nic....I'm deeply sorry I hurt you."
Nicki tried to ignore SB pondering to himself in the background, trying to keep his composure as she listened to Drake's explanation and beg for forgiveness. At this point she felt squeamish and disadvantaged. Part of her wanted to beat his ass and part of her wanted to let Safaree take matter into his own hands. Either way wouldn't care too her much to her at this point.
"Stay ffffaaaarrrr away from me.....You utterly nauseate my SOUL and I NEVER want to see you in my presence again."
"Nic...I said I'M SORRY..." Drake pleaded.
"SAVE YOUR FUCKIN SORRY, DRAKE! YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AND DID WHAT YOU DID. YOU HURT ME! I TRIED TO LEAVE IT ALONE BUT IT HAUNTED ME. YOU A LOW ASS NIGGA AND YOU HAVE NO FUCKIN RESPECT. FUCK YOU, AUBREY!" Nicki broke down in tears before everyone and sobbed loudly.
In a matter of seconds, Safaree charged Drake up from behind and brutally punched him in his head, making Drake collapse right where he was. As soon as he collapsed, SB harshly kicked and stomped him to the ground a couple times before Chassidy ran up and yanked him away from Drake. She forcefully pushed him back onto the other side of the living room, as he cursed, yelled and bickered at Drake while he laid in excruciating pain with blood spilling onto the floor from his busted up lip.
"YEAH NIGGA, DON'T FUCK WITH HA NO MORE! DARE YO PUNK ASS TO COME AROUND AGAIN! FUCK THIS LABEL MATE SHIT NIGGA. WASSUP!"
Chassidy continued to refrain Safaree from going any closer to Drake.
Lea strolled over to Drake still on the floor and shook his head. He glowered at him then cocked his leg back with all his strength and landed his foot into his guts. Drake grunted in more pain as he watch him curl into a ball on the floor.
"1st warning for speaking my business to the unknown. I'm being nice and I'll let you redeem yourself later." Lea stated with no hesitation. He then made his way to Nicki who alertly glanced at him approaching closer and closer to her. She took a few steps back, slightly shaking. He grabbed her while she was still in arms-reach and yanked her close to his face. She sharply gasped and frowned.
"YO GETCHO HANDS OFF HER!" SB broke from Chas and begin to dash over to them until the unexpected aim of a gun was pointed at SB. He stopped in his tracks and twisted his lips as if the gun didn't fear him and/or as if Lea wasn't even gonna pull the trigger.
Lea kept his entire body turned to Nicki's as he kept his firm grip on her arm. "Please Beezy, now's not the time to interrupt our conversation." He kept his eyes deep into Nicki's with rage. But without a care SB continued to slowly walk upon them.
"Let me go, Lea." She demanded lowly as she attempted to yank away from him.
"No need to depart from me now, because there's still a slight problem here...."
"What?" She gritted through her teeth, squinting her eyes.
"You're still breathing." When SB reached within 4ft of them, Lea whipped Nicki around with him to face Safaree and threw his arm around the small of her neck and began choking her. He pulled the gun to her right dimple and pressed it against her cheeks as she fought to pull his arm from around her neck.
"Did I ever tell you guys about the story of the 'Lady In Red'?" Safaree stood before them and clinched his jaw. He slowly glanced down at her red dress and pressed his lips together, looking back at Lea. Chas silently gasped and immediately knew where this was about to go. She feared for Nicki and tried to think of something before Lea tried anything on her. As she was in shock, Lea caught her face and grinned. "Chas knows this one already..." She pushed her hair behind her ear and looked to the wooden floors, avoiding eye contact.
"Muhfucka if you don't let her go, I swear to God......"
"Muthafucka if you inch any fucking closer to me, this bitch will be history." He mocked SB's voice. "Now chill, I just wanna return the favor, so this won't have to be on my conscious no more. I've went 7 years without my brother, you don't wanna go 7 years without ya bitch? I mean because REALLY.....I OWE you one."
"What the hell is yo problem, nigga?! ALL this bullshit you takin us through is PETTY SHIT. I ain't kill that nigga man! YOU KNOW I AIN'T KILL HIM! YOU CLEARLY SAW ME NOT RAISE THAT PIECE AT HIM. Yo ass just needed somebody to blame and get revenge from. Yeah you knew Teddy did that shit but his ass ran and neva came back. FUCK HIM for that. But instead since you couldn't catch that nigga right off the back, you come threatened me and my people. You a REAL ASS PUSSY NIGGA. A COWARD, in fact. THE FUCK YOU COME TORTURING US FOR?!"
"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHO DID WHAT. YO ass finna repay nigga! You think you good cuz this bitch putchu on in this fuck world and you groping HA money. What? You killed a few niggas, get put on and think you too good for the streets now??? Had yall niggas not started shit and killed my brother, yo ass woulda still been running the BK streets with Teddy selling dope. Think it ain't disturbing when yall niggas killed him but wanna bitch and moan when tables FUCKING TURN."
Safaree stared at him with an evil glare as he balled his hands into fist by his sides and continued to clinch his jaws out of rage. Nicki tried to wiggle from under his grip on her neck as her face was now red. She struggled with breathing and her body was becoming numb. Chassidy stared at Nicki, secretly trying to get her attention from a distance without Lea paying any to her. She kept her eyes on Nic until she caught eyes with Chas.
"How about I lay this shit all out on the card table before she won't hear this shit no more....YES. I was behind the plane crash, I killed the guard, I called/txted unknown, I caused every little muthafucking thing you two went through and to be quite honest.....I had a BLAST with it!" As he kept talking, Chassidy really needed Nicki to look at her again so she can get her attention. Her heart raced as she became more nervous at what was about to happen. Just in time, Nic glanced back at Chas and noticed she was trying to tell her something. Her mouth was slightly open as she tried to breath as much as she could while her vision was now blurry, feeling she was going to black out in any minute. She slowly blinked her eyes at Chas and read her lips.
"Kick him." Chas mouthed to Nic. She didn't quite get the message the first time so Chas lip-synced it slower to Nicki. "KICK. HIM." She lead Nicki's eyes down to the six inch heels she had on, meaning Chas wanted her to kick Lea with the sharp heel of her shoe so he would break his grip from around her.
Nic slowly lifted her nearly-numb leg and with all her strength dug the heels into one of his long legs, causing Lea to immediately let go of his grip and howled at the brutal pain. When he let her go she fell to the ground gasping for large amounts of air, trying to regain full conscious. SB went to run up on Lea with his bare hands until he was halted in his steps by a loud sound and a sharp stab through the chest. His eyes bucked as his breath got caught up in his throat, and 2 seconds later he felt his entire body fall backwards onto the wooden floor as he became paralyzed immediately. Lea impetuously pulled the trigger of his gun, letting a bullet fly right through Safaree's chest. Nicki ducked then screamed when the sound of the gun frightened her. Time felt like it was going in slow motion. Drake hopped up from the floor, when he realized SB had been shot. He gave a crazy look to Lea then back to SB's body lying in front of him. He scooted further away from Safaree on the floor not knowing what to do. Nicki rose her head back up and shrilled at the sight of SB laying lifeless in front of her. Chassidy sprinted towards him crying and making sure he was still breathing. Nicki began crawling to him on her hands and knees until Lea swiftly reached down to aggressively pull one of her legs towards him which drug her across the floor.
"NO!!! NO!!! LET ME GO!!!! STOP IT! GET OFF OF ME!" No matter how hard she attempted to kick him off of her he never let go. In one quick movement, Lea drug her back towards him and scooped her up into his chest. She kicked her legs up in the air when he lifted her up, fighting to escape his strong grip. Chassidy pronounced that he was still alive and that they needed to get him to a hospital quickly. She noticed Lea had Nicki restricted in his large long arms and wouldn't let her go. Now, the dilemma was Chas had to get SB to a hospital but there again Lea had Nicki trapped.
"GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! GO. LEAVE!" He yelled at them, as he kept her from leaving with them.
"NO PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!!!" Nicki wildly kicked her legs everywhere, now with no heels on. Chassidy helped Safaree get up slowly to take him to the trucks outside. She watched his weary walk match an unstable walk by Chas as they made their way out the door for good. Drake carefully got up limping but heard Nicki's cries for help. He saw the gun was still in his hands. He backed up intently watching where the gun was pointed. "DRAKE PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH HIM PLEASE!!!! IF YOU LEAVE HE'S GONNA KILL ME!" So bad he desperately wanted to help Nicki but the fear of the gun got in the way of his emotions. As he was thinking of a way to fight him off of her, Lea fired three shots, aiming badly beside Drake. Each bullet fired to the wall as he duck and ran out of the door as well. "LEA PLEASE LET ME GO! LET ME FUCKING GOOOO!" She cried out for somebody to come back and save her but neither of the three returned. Just as she was close to being rescued, Lea out-smarted them all and won his battle once again. When he saw from afar that they were gone for GOOD, he ferociously slammed her to the floor.
"I TOLD you, you ain't going NOWHERE. You belong to ME now! Now try if you want to bitch."
Nic's hair covered her face while slouching over, appearing oblivious to what had just happened. She was puzzled and even more confused as to why she ended back up where she had began the first time. Held hostage. Being abused. Neglected and disrespected. This is not where she needed to be and this is NOT how it should have turned out at the end. But as more stories become untold, the less the outside world knows, the more that happens behind a closed door.
THE END.
Syke.
It had been 4 days after the nightmare and Nic was nearly dead. She had been abused and locked in a room for over 48 hours, now giving up on fighting. On that night, Elijah had fallen asleep after ruthlessly beating on Nicki just over an hour ago. He compelled Nicki sit quietly on the cold hard wooden floor so he could keep an eye on her. She sat against the wall across the room from his bed and frantically fidgeted with her fingers while silently crying. All rage were in her eyes as she watched him sleep. She clenched her teeth and kept repeating a sentence a voice in her head kept telling her.
[Reap what you sow. Reap what you sow. Reap what you sow.]
She jumped up and stomped out of the room in his big white dress shirt. She fled downstairs to the basement and began rummaging through the things against the wall. She spotted a big jug of gasoline and walked to it. She grabbed it and made her way back to his room. She quietly sat the jug down and ran to his closet. Nic slipped off the white blouse and grabbed a black tank top of his and slid it on. She tied the back of it so it would properly fit her body for now. There were all black pants hanging behind her. She snatched one off the rack and peeked to see if Elijah was still asleep. She found a pair of scissors and carelessly cut through them to make them into shorts. After, Nicki slid them on, perfectly fitting her thighs and waist. She ran to the bathroom and brushed her hair into a high bun before walking over to the bed and putting on his all black timberlands.
She looked to her left and noticed his phone sitting on his bedstand. She quietly inched over and shoved it in her pocket. His pants lied on the floor so she picked them up to check for anything.
Nicki smiled at the $200 that she found in his pockets. But it faded quickly when she spotted him moving on the bed. She lowly gasped and stuffed the money in her bra to get to the gasoline. Nic picked it up and began quietly pouring it all over the floor of his room until she reached his bed, pouring it around his body. She left out the room once again to go get a lighter in the kitchen. A minute later she reappeared standing over him opening the silver lighter as it lit up the room.
"GET UP!" A hard kick in Lea's nuts made him wake up grunting. He could hardly see Nicki's infuriated look on her face as she watched him weep in pain.
"I've had enough of your bullshit and you've took me through HELL. Now I'M gonna show you what the fuck that FEELS like." Nic took the lighter and tossed it across the room as the floor burst into flames, spreading quicker than ever. Lea yelped as the fire surrounded his bed, now being trapped on his bed. She ran downstairs, to the wide window and thought for a minute.
There was an end table sitting next to his chair that was placed in front of the window. She grabbed the legs of it and slung it around into the window, shattering it. She stepped back and observed the view of the city and then the street. Nic looked back at the smoke arising upstairs as she hurriedly climbed out of the window, landing on a lower roof. Once she reached the bottom, she noticed the fire spreading all around the house now. More smoke arose into the night sky as she backed away from the house. Nicki bit at her lip as she fought back tears, leaving the man that made her suffer for 3 long weeks of hell, burning up in flames. Her battle was finally over. The nightmare had ended. And she fought through it all.
But her night wasn't over just yet.......
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{1st: I liked to apologize on the 2 months of waiting. I got carried away with life. lmfao. No seriously, I wanted quality on this Final chapter for you guys so I took my time to try my best to explain/sort out everything. I know alot of you guys were becoming confused with what was going on and some was figuring it out along the way. It's one of those stories when everything in the beginning doesn't make any type of sense until the very end. Honestly, I hate the way I WROTE this stories. Every time I wrote a new chapter, my ideas were changing because I came up with something better than before. When ya'll told me I was a "good ass writer" I was like bye whatever. I honestly think my shit is weak lol. This was just something I wanted to try out and be completely different and out of everyone's comfort zone with the OF fics. I know alot of ppl prolly stop reading it bc of hoe bazaar it was at the beginning and blah but oh well. I just wanted to experiment with an uncommon but interesting OF story line. I know this had niggas skressin OUT and on edge, which is how I wanted yall to stay interested. I didn't use pictures or spill any tea until the end because I wanted to have yall niggas THINKING. lol. But anyway, I hate it. Did I do a good job? Did it sound real? No? k. Thanks to the ones who stayed with the story.
2nd: Sorry this chapter was OD long. I had originally planned to only write 32 chapters a year ago so I stuck with my word. The chorus to Up In Flames would've been the best part to play towards the end when Nicki sets Lea and his house on fire lol. ALSO, I wrote a part where Nic visits Safaree the same night and they have a long conversation as he's laying on his hospital bed. Let me know if you guys want that part and I'll post that as a bonus chapt or whatevs. Let me just say I'll never write shit like this again lmfao. It was just written so ugly. I like the concept but the way I wrote was just SO UGLY. idk. Glad it's over.
3rd: The first chapter of "Behind Closed Doors" will start soon. I've been working on it as well so thank for you lots patience!!!!! GO FOLLOW IT NOW! ---> behindcloseddoorsxx.blogspot.com
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Sunday, February 24, 2013
Chapter 31
Just when these 3 thought they were so close to getting to Nicki in the nick of time, there was a sudden alteration in their mission.
They encountered problems getting to Canada right off the back.
1. Safaree wanted to bring his glocks with him but knew it was prohibited on a flight.
2. The next flight to Vancouver was delayed until the next day.
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"Nicki."
Lea leaned back in his office chair and played with an office toy that sat upon his desk. The room was silent. Nic was sitting in a chair near a corner of the room with her back turned to him.
He looked up at her when he realized she didn't speak right away. Lea became quiet when he caught a weird vibe that something strange was going on. A ring to his phone pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Yo."
"Nigga have you spoke to my sister?"
He thought for a minute before speaking up again.
"Mmmm Nah. Why? Wassup?"
"Mannn...she ain't been in flesh since we sent her ass to Australia."
"Where the fuck she go?"
"Iono man! I've been tryna reach her for the longest. And-"
"Wait wait wait wait....." Something finally clicked in his head as he thought about it. "If she....caught him...and we got this one....where the fuck is HE?"
Nic intensely eavesdropped on his conversation, having an idea of who he was talking about to whomever on the phone. Her eyes grew piecing the conversation together.
"No. Hell no. Let me call E and see if he knows something...."
"Yeah. & call me back."
Nic adjusted on the couch and bit at the corner of the lips. Lea went to his computer and begin pulling up numerous pages of information and begin analyzing it. The room became silent again.
Nicki had a plan. She really didn't think second about it but wanted to try something. Hopefully it would distract him so she could see what he was doing.
[You got this Nic...]
She slowly rose off the couch and made her way to his desk. Lea caught her eyes lurking behind him. He stopped and turned around in his chair.
"May I help you?"
Nicki poked her lip out, looking down at the little thingamajigs on his desk.
He soften his face when he saw her cute little innocence.
"I'm bored..." Nic pouted.
"Well...you wanna go do something for me, baby?"
She forced a smile like she was interested and waited for his response.
"Run to the basement and grab my device from the box by the stairs. Please."
Nicki's smile faded away as she hoped to see what he was up to instead of being avoided by him and his work. She rolled her eyes and made her way out of the office.
While she made a long trip to the basement, Lea hurriedly went back to the documents on his computer and pulled up some information that would bring him to his next big clever plan.
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"I want to apologize for not contacting you right away about this....I sorta chose not to only because of your reaction. I really didn't wanna be the one to break it to you and the Barbz..."
"No need to apologize, Safaree. I'm holding on in there with God. He knows her strength. I know she's fine. You know, prayer sure does work."
"It sure does."
"I want you to help us fight with the power of prayer. I'm not as worried anymore because I know that my baby is a fighter. And she won't give up. Where ever she is, God is shielding her. She'll be back....I know she will..."
Safaree's heart wrenched and ached for Nicki's mother. He was beyond amazed at how strongly she held her own. She had the confidence he'd wish he had. As long as she understood the situation, he was less frantic about hearing and fearing her emotions.
"Right now...uhh...I'm getting with some people to help get her back..."
"Now Safaree, I don't want you going to drastic measures to get my baby. Anything could go wrong and someone can get hurt. PLEASE be careful out there, son."
He slightly smiled at her calling him 'son'. "Yes ma'am. I'm doing my best. Tell the family she's just fine and they'll see her soon. I'll talk to you later."
"Alright, sweetheart. Remember to pray. Take care."
"I will. And you too. Bye."
"Buh-Bye."
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Nicki slowly trailed down into the dark basement by herself. It was cold and had a gross smell to it. Her hand flew right up to her face the moment the odor hit her way. Once she hit the bottom of the stairs she carfully walked around to find the light. As Nicki felt her way around the basement, she noticed a lot of unusual things that surrounded her.
"Oh my god. Oh my god." She slightly panicked as she finally found the light in the corner of the basement. When she turned back around to glance around the room, her eyes nearly fell out of her head when she found what was before her.
"Ayo L, what if she find all this shit down here?" The guy joked.
"She won't."
"Oh yes she will."
"Oh?"
"And If she does?"
"So."
"SO? Don'tchu know she could expose all the shit down here?! Man yo-"
"She WON'T."
"How the fuck YOU know she won't, though?"
Nicki backed up against a table that contained a very tall rifle that touched her back. She jumped and turned to find the gun now in front of her face.
"Oh my...."
Lea lead his eyes to the rifle sitting on the table behind the guy. He raised his eyebrow and smirked.
"Oho SHIT." The guy threw his fist over his mouth in awe at the big rifle. "Damn, my nigga you gon go out like THAT?"
"Snitches don't reside HERE."
"So you really think she's gonna hold off this long in this house huh?"
"Oh I KNOW for a fact. Please."
The guy shook his head and continued to fidget around with the sacred things his boss kept in the basement.
"Boyyyy, I can't wait til we see that nigga face to face! That nigga's body gon be carried out in a trash bag after we get after him...."
The guy went to a picture sitting on a desk against the wall.
Nicki slowly picked up the picture and observed it thoroughly. It didn't make a lot of sense to her, as she looked over to what appeared to be a younger Lea and another guy standing next to him, resembling his features.
"Who is this....?" she said to herself.
Nicki pulled the picture closer, noticing the familiar necklace emblem around the man and Lea's neck. She twisted her face up in confusion, looking over the picture once more.
"Damn man...how long has it been?"
Lea gazed at the picture in the guy's hand from a distance, leaning against the table. "I believe, 7 years ago."
"Wow. Still can't believe he gone, man...."
[His brother, maybe?] She thought.
Nicki sat the picture down and moved around to see more pictures along the wall. There were more pictures of Lea and the guy, and more dudes dressed in all black.
"Ohhhhh my god...." She put her hand over her chest.
They all wore the same necklace also, which now creeped Nicki out. It was pretty clear now that this was indeed, the gang that had been after her for the past 3 months. It was becoming too real for her to realize what was happening around her. These people had been stalking her for months and she never knew.
She had concluded with Safaree that they must've wanted something, but they didn't know what. So if it wasn't money, then what could it possibly be? Nicki stopped and glanced around the basement again to spot what Lea had asked for so she could bring it with her. There were several boxes sitting near the stairs of the basement that had several devices in it. Before she made her way over to them, she turned her direction back to the pictures. One picture in particular caught her eye as she halted and almost knocked over things on the desk. A sharp nerve jolted through her skin when she recognized it.
"No....fucking............way......" She reached out slowly and grabbed it off the wall.
To her surprise, it was a framed picture of her and Safaree. In fact, the SAME EXACT picture that went missing the morning Nicki couldn't find it in her office. Her body began tensing up as she fought back tears.
"What the fuck! He's been in our house. ....He's been in our...." Nicki took the picture and darted right up the stairs back to the office.
On her way down the hall, she ran right into Lea and fell, dropping the frame.
"Whoa whoa whoa....slow down there. What's the problem?" He pulled her up off the floor.
Nicki scrambled to get up and remove his hands off of her. She turned to pick up the now cracked picture. "WHERE DID THIS COME FROM? HUH?! WHERE DID YOU FUCKING GET THIS?!"
He calmly looked at her and pushed his shoulders up in confusion. "Well where else would I get it?"
"YOU BEEN IN MY HOUSE?!"
"Yeah? So?"
"SO?!?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"
"You can have it back if you want. I was just gonna cut the shit and give you that nigga's face back anyway." He pushed pass her and kept walking.
"So THAT'S what this is about huh?" She turned around looking at him crazy.
"What?"
"YOU'RE JEALOUS OF SAFAREE!"
He spun around in quickness. "IS THAT SO?"
"YES! You wanted me for yourself! Selfish ASSHOLE." Nic spat at him, trying to get all in his face.
He looked down at her small frame and almost giggled to her face. "Hmph. Maybe." Lea turned around and headed towards the basement himself.
Nic's jaw dropped as she followed after him back down into the basement. "So NOW I'm here and it's going on 2 WEEKS! WHAT'S THE CATCH???"
Lea ignored her and went to fetch the device he was looking for. Before he headed back upstairs, Nicki stopped him in his tracks.
"WAIT! Aren't you gonna explain to me what all of this means?" She threw her arms up pointing around the room at the infinity symbol labeled everywhere. He simply gave her an evil glare and continued upstairs.
"Wha-" She scurried after him once more and followed him back into the office.
"You're GONNA tell me what this shit means....."
He continued to ignore her.
"There-Ther-Theres's a reason you're doing all of this, isn't it? TELL ME!"
Before he spoke up, he went back to using the device to his computer and fixing things up. A map popped up on his screen. Then minutes later there was a flashing blue light slowly moving on a line. A smirk plastered across his face as he pulled out his cell phone to dial a number.
"ANSWER ME!"
Lea turned to look at Nicki hovering over his desk waiting for a response. "........Ooooooh look, it's our lucky day! Guess who's coming to visit......" As he laughed, he turned the screen to her so she could see. Nic was confused. She didn't really know who he was referring to or who was even coming but she felt a bad vibe about it.
"What?" She said under her breath.
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OH and well problem number...3....
Safaree, Chassidy and Drake made it to a local Dennys near the airport to wait and sit in over night.
They all ate and started their plan to out-smart Lea and rescue Nicki.
"This shit ain't gon work if I cant get my shit up there."
"Then how the fuck are we supposed to get up there in time, Safaree? We leave in 7 hours."
"Shit I'll get that G5 to take us up there. It'll be in my bags."
"You ain't gon solve shit with tryna dome this nigga."
"SAYS WHO?"
Drake shook his head and groomed his beard. "You think you a real ass nigga with some GUNS but just really all talk to me."
SB hopped up from the table and got all in Drake's face.
"Not this shit again....." Chassidy layed her head down on the table.
"I'm really fuckin tired of yo slick comments nigga. GET THE FUCK UP."
Drake hopped and got in his face with a calm look.
"You wanna run that by me again, playboi?"
"All TALK, No B-"
Before Drake could finish his sentence a full blown fist came across his jaw in one quick move. He hit the floor, as SB watched him fall. Chassidy came up behind SB and pulled him away from Drake.
"NO!!! I can't believe yall doing this shit in PUBLIC! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE! COME ON." She pushed Safaree towards the door, before they caused a scene in the restraunt. People and workers were looking in their direction, trying to see what was going on.
"AUBREY GET YO ASS UP AND COME ON BEFORE YOU GET LEFT." Chassidy gave no fucks in helping him up. She called after him, running out after SB and into the car.
"Hurry up 'fore they call the cops on our asses!!!!"
Drake came out wiping the blood off his lip and getting into the backseat. They paid him no mind at this point.
Suddenly, Chassidy's phone rung as she tried to hurry and answer it. Just her luck when she didn't check to see who was calling before she answered.
"Yeah."
"Wanted to come see me about something?"
Her heart jumped when she heard a deep familiar voice on the other line.
"Uh...uh..uh..." Her eyes grew wide.
"Oh no no. It's fine. Yeah, Eric already told me you were on your way. But now I see you're bringing some family with you huh?"
Chassidy worriedly looked over at SB while he was driving. He glanced between her and the road. "What? What happened? Who is that?"
"Ohhhh so I was right?" Lea said as he heard Safaree's voice in the background.
"Um..." Chassidy was still speechless.
"Yeah. Thought you was slick, Chas? You thought I wouldn't find out huh?"
"Lea, I can explain-"
Safaree whipped his head to her when she said his name.
[Lea?] He was confused.
"Nooo nooo, I'd like to meet your new friends," he smiled. "oh and while you're at it....."
"Y-Yeah?" She nervously said.
"Put me on speaker would you, please?"
She did as she was told, now that Safaree and Drake could here the familiar voice.
"I want 60 thousand dollars in the palm of my hands when you get here or i'll be burying bodies underneath my fucking wooden floor."
"YOU BET NOT PUTCHO HANDS ON HER."
"SB, chill." Chassidy whispered. She was scared straight at this point, not knowing how Lea was going about this.
Lea ignored Safaree and went back to talking to Chas. "Oh. And If yo boy tries to pull that 'got another thing coming for you' shit.....he betta rethink his contrivance before he sees me in FLESH."
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They encountered problems getting to Canada right off the back.
1. Safaree wanted to bring his glocks with him but knew it was prohibited on a flight.
2. The next flight to Vancouver was delayed until the next day.
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"Nicki."
Lea leaned back in his office chair and played with an office toy that sat upon his desk. The room was silent. Nic was sitting in a chair near a corner of the room with her back turned to him.
He looked up at her when he realized she didn't speak right away. Lea became quiet when he caught a weird vibe that something strange was going on. A ring to his phone pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Yo."
"Nigga have you spoke to my sister?"
He thought for a minute before speaking up again.
"Mmmm Nah. Why? Wassup?"
"Mannn...she ain't been in flesh since we sent her ass to Australia."
"Where the fuck she go?"
"Iono man! I've been tryna reach her for the longest. And-"
"Wait wait wait wait....." Something finally clicked in his head as he thought about it. "If she....caught him...and we got this one....where the fuck is HE?"
Nic intensely eavesdropped on his conversation, having an idea of who he was talking about to whomever on the phone. Her eyes grew piecing the conversation together.
"No. Hell no. Let me call E and see if he knows something...."
"Yeah. & call me back."
Nic adjusted on the couch and bit at the corner of the lips. Lea went to his computer and begin pulling up numerous pages of information and begin analyzing it. The room became silent again.
Nicki had a plan. She really didn't think second about it but wanted to try something. Hopefully it would distract him so she could see what he was doing.
[You got this Nic...]
She slowly rose off the couch and made her way to his desk. Lea caught her eyes lurking behind him. He stopped and turned around in his chair.
"May I help you?"
Nicki poked her lip out, looking down at the little thingamajigs on his desk.
He soften his face when he saw her cute little innocence.
"I'm bored..." Nic pouted.
"Well...you wanna go do something for me, baby?"
She forced a smile like she was interested and waited for his response.
"Run to the basement and grab my device from the box by the stairs. Please."
Nicki's smile faded away as she hoped to see what he was up to instead of being avoided by him and his work. She rolled her eyes and made her way out of the office.
While she made a long trip to the basement, Lea hurriedly went back to the documents on his computer and pulled up some information that would bring him to his next big clever plan.
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"I want to apologize for not contacting you right away about this....I sorta chose not to only because of your reaction. I really didn't wanna be the one to break it to you and the Barbz..."
"No need to apologize, Safaree. I'm holding on in there with God. He knows her strength. I know she's fine. You know, prayer sure does work."
"It sure does."
"I want you to help us fight with the power of prayer. I'm not as worried anymore because I know that my baby is a fighter. And she won't give up. Where ever she is, God is shielding her. She'll be back....I know she will..."
Safaree's heart wrenched and ached for Nicki's mother. He was beyond amazed at how strongly she held her own. She had the confidence he'd wish he had. As long as she understood the situation, he was less frantic about hearing and fearing her emotions.
"Right now...uhh...I'm getting with some people to help get her back..."
"Now Safaree, I don't want you going to drastic measures to get my baby. Anything could go wrong and someone can get hurt. PLEASE be careful out there, son."
He slightly smiled at her calling him 'son'. "Yes ma'am. I'm doing my best. Tell the family she's just fine and they'll see her soon. I'll talk to you later."
"Alright, sweetheart. Remember to pray. Take care."
"I will. And you too. Bye."
"Buh-Bye."
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Nicki slowly trailed down into the dark basement by herself. It was cold and had a gross smell to it. Her hand flew right up to her face the moment the odor hit her way. Once she hit the bottom of the stairs she carfully walked around to find the light. As Nicki felt her way around the basement, she noticed a lot of unusual things that surrounded her.
"Oh my god. Oh my god." She slightly panicked as she finally found the light in the corner of the basement. When she turned back around to glance around the room, her eyes nearly fell out of her head when she found what was before her.
"Ayo L, what if she find all this shit down here?" The guy joked.
"She won't."
"Oh yes she will."
"Oh?"
"And If she does?"
"So."
"SO? Don'tchu know she could expose all the shit down here?! Man yo-"
"She WON'T."
"How the fuck YOU know she won't, though?"
Nicki backed up against a table that contained a very tall rifle that touched her back. She jumped and turned to find the gun now in front of her face.
"Oh my...."
Lea lead his eyes to the rifle sitting on the table behind the guy. He raised his eyebrow and smirked.
"Oho SHIT." The guy threw his fist over his mouth in awe at the big rifle. "Damn, my nigga you gon go out like THAT?"
"Snitches don't reside HERE."
"So you really think she's gonna hold off this long in this house huh?"
"Oh I KNOW for a fact. Please."
The guy shook his head and continued to fidget around with the sacred things his boss kept in the basement.
"Boyyyy, I can't wait til we see that nigga face to face! That nigga's body gon be carried out in a trash bag after we get after him...."
The guy went to a picture sitting on a desk against the wall.
Nicki slowly picked up the picture and observed it thoroughly. It didn't make a lot of sense to her, as she looked over to what appeared to be a younger Lea and another guy standing next to him, resembling his features.
"Who is this....?" she said to herself.
Nicki pulled the picture closer, noticing the familiar necklace emblem around the man and Lea's neck. She twisted her face up in confusion, looking over the picture once more.
"Damn man...how long has it been?"
Lea gazed at the picture in the guy's hand from a distance, leaning against the table. "I believe, 7 years ago."
"Wow. Still can't believe he gone, man...."
[His brother, maybe?] She thought.
Nicki sat the picture down and moved around to see more pictures along the wall. There were more pictures of Lea and the guy, and more dudes dressed in all black.
"Ohhhhh my god...." She put her hand over her chest.
They all wore the same necklace also, which now creeped Nicki out. It was pretty clear now that this was indeed, the gang that had been after her for the past 3 months. It was becoming too real for her to realize what was happening around her. These people had been stalking her for months and she never knew.
She had concluded with Safaree that they must've wanted something, but they didn't know what. So if it wasn't money, then what could it possibly be? Nicki stopped and glanced around the basement again to spot what Lea had asked for so she could bring it with her. There were several boxes sitting near the stairs of the basement that had several devices in it. Before she made her way over to them, she turned her direction back to the pictures. One picture in particular caught her eye as she halted and almost knocked over things on the desk. A sharp nerve jolted through her skin when she recognized it.
"No....fucking............way......" She reached out slowly and grabbed it off the wall.
To her surprise, it was a framed picture of her and Safaree. In fact, the SAME EXACT picture that went missing the morning Nicki couldn't find it in her office. Her body began tensing up as she fought back tears.
"What the fuck! He's been in our house. ....He's been in our...." Nicki took the picture and darted right up the stairs back to the office.
On her way down the hall, she ran right into Lea and fell, dropping the frame.
"Whoa whoa whoa....slow down there. What's the problem?" He pulled her up off the floor.
Nicki scrambled to get up and remove his hands off of her. She turned to pick up the now cracked picture. "WHERE DID THIS COME FROM? HUH?! WHERE DID YOU FUCKING GET THIS?!"
He calmly looked at her and pushed his shoulders up in confusion. "Well where else would I get it?"
"YOU BEEN IN MY HOUSE?!"
"Yeah? So?"
"SO?!?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"
"You can have it back if you want. I was just gonna cut the shit and give you that nigga's face back anyway." He pushed pass her and kept walking.
"So THAT'S what this is about huh?" She turned around looking at him crazy.
"What?"
"YOU'RE JEALOUS OF SAFAREE!"
He spun around in quickness. "IS THAT SO?"
"YES! You wanted me for yourself! Selfish ASSHOLE." Nic spat at him, trying to get all in his face.
He looked down at her small frame and almost giggled to her face. "Hmph. Maybe." Lea turned around and headed towards the basement himself.
Nic's jaw dropped as she followed after him back down into the basement. "So NOW I'm here and it's going on 2 WEEKS! WHAT'S THE CATCH???"
Lea ignored her and went to fetch the device he was looking for. Before he headed back upstairs, Nicki stopped him in his tracks.
"WAIT! Aren't you gonna explain to me what all of this means?" She threw her arms up pointing around the room at the infinity symbol labeled everywhere. He simply gave her an evil glare and continued upstairs.
"Wha-" She scurried after him once more and followed him back into the office.
"You're GONNA tell me what this shit means....."
He continued to ignore her.
"There-Ther-Theres's a reason you're doing all of this, isn't it? TELL ME!"
Before he spoke up, he went back to using the device to his computer and fixing things up. A map popped up on his screen. Then minutes later there was a flashing blue light slowly moving on a line. A smirk plastered across his face as he pulled out his cell phone to dial a number.
"ANSWER ME!"
Lea turned to look at Nicki hovering over his desk waiting for a response. "........Ooooooh look, it's our lucky day! Guess who's coming to visit......" As he laughed, he turned the screen to her so she could see. Nic was confused. She didn't really know who he was referring to or who was even coming but she felt a bad vibe about it.
"What?" She said under her breath.
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OH and well problem number...3....
Safaree, Chassidy and Drake made it to a local Dennys near the airport to wait and sit in over night.
They all ate and started their plan to out-smart Lea and rescue Nicki.
"This shit ain't gon work if I cant get my shit up there."
"Then how the fuck are we supposed to get up there in time, Safaree? We leave in 7 hours."
"Shit I'll get that G5 to take us up there. It'll be in my bags."
"You ain't gon solve shit with tryna dome this nigga."
"SAYS WHO?"
Drake shook his head and groomed his beard. "You think you a real ass nigga with some GUNS but just really all talk to me."
SB hopped up from the table and got all in Drake's face.
"Not this shit again....." Chassidy layed her head down on the table.
"I'm really fuckin tired of yo slick comments nigga. GET THE FUCK UP."
Drake hopped and got in his face with a calm look.
"You wanna run that by me again, playboi?"
"All TALK, No B-"
Before Drake could finish his sentence a full blown fist came across his jaw in one quick move. He hit the floor, as SB watched him fall. Chassidy came up behind SB and pulled him away from Drake.
"NO!!! I can't believe yall doing this shit in PUBLIC! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE! COME ON." She pushed Safaree towards the door, before they caused a scene in the restraunt. People and workers were looking in their direction, trying to see what was going on.
"AUBREY GET YO ASS UP AND COME ON BEFORE YOU GET LEFT." Chassidy gave no fucks in helping him up. She called after him, running out after SB and into the car.
"Hurry up 'fore they call the cops on our asses!!!!"
Drake came out wiping the blood off his lip and getting into the backseat. They paid him no mind at this point.
Suddenly, Chassidy's phone rung as she tried to hurry and answer it. Just her luck when she didn't check to see who was calling before she answered.
"Yeah."
"Wanted to come see me about something?"
Her heart jumped when she heard a deep familiar voice on the other line.
"Uh...uh..uh..." Her eyes grew wide.
"Oh no no. It's fine. Yeah, Eric already told me you were on your way. But now I see you're bringing some family with you huh?"
Chassidy worriedly looked over at SB while he was driving. He glanced between her and the road. "What? What happened? Who is that?"
"Ohhhh so I was right?" Lea said as he heard Safaree's voice in the background.
"Um..." Chassidy was still speechless.
"Yeah. Thought you was slick, Chas? You thought I wouldn't find out huh?"
"Lea, I can explain-"
Safaree whipped his head to her when she said his name.
[Lea?] He was confused.
"Nooo nooo, I'd like to meet your new friends," he smiled. "oh and while you're at it....."
"Y-Yeah?" She nervously said.
"Put me on speaker would you, please?"
She did as she was told, now that Safaree and Drake could here the familiar voice.
"I want 60 thousand dollars in the palm of my hands when you get here or i'll be burying bodies underneath my fucking wooden floor."
"YOU BET NOT PUTCHO HANDS ON HER."
"SB, chill." Chassidy whispered. She was scared straight at this point, not knowing how Lea was going about this.
Lea ignored Safaree and went back to talking to Chas. "Oh. And If yo boy tries to pull that 'got another thing coming for you' shit.....he betta rethink his contrivance before he sees me in FLESH."
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Sunday, February 10, 2013
Chapter 30
Time froze in place.
And So did Lea.
He raised his head and thought for a minute before smirking and turning around to see her face.
"Well let's put it in a nicer way.....I'm your biggest fan..."
"You're a CREEP."
He laughed and shook his head.
"I was hoping you liked the office because your beautiful face was all over it."
"Are you kidding me right now??? You're fucking SICK."
"No. Actually I'm doing pretty well today. Mm. No fever." he dramatically acted sarcastically.
Nicki rolled her eyes and awaited his next moves. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"
Lea approached her at the door and firmly gripped her arm and forced her out of his office. Nicki stumbled out into the long hallway, trying to snatch away from him but he was squeezing her arm too tight. She didn't know what he was about to do but whatever it was, she wouldn't let him get to her.
Lea dragged Nicki all the way to the restroom and plopped her down onto the toilet seat and kneeled before her.
"Ouch. What the fuck are you doing?!"
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"Mr. Wayne, can you please tell us if you have any new information on Nicki's kidnapping?"
Wayne slowly looked over to the woman in the crowd and gazed at her. He stood before a press conference about Nicki's disappearance that had happened over a week ago. His mind was on another level and his body was in complete shock.
It took him 10 seconds before he answered her question, visibly telling that he didn't process all of what was going on.
"Um..I don't know man....I-I-I can't say too much right now. I mean, we're doing the best we can do to get her back here with us and safe. She's a-a strong person. I know she can fight through." He groomed his chin hairs, staring off at nothing in particular.
"Mr. Williams would you like to say something to the public as well?"
Baby leaned into his mic and begin speaking. "We just wanna say, bawbeh we love ya. We know you a survivor. And we doin everythang we can to solve this. Beleedat."
He saluted and the young money family left the press conference.
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I guess it's interesting when sometimes, your enemies might come in handy one day. Keep your enemies closer, right? You'd never know when you'd need their help. But how could you possibly team up with evil people who would harm you and your loved one? That was now the question for Safaree. Now teaming up with a crazy bitch that almost killed him and a nigga that harmed Nic only because they probably knew something about it more than he did. An odd combination that has many risks to save someone's life from all danger.
Chassidy had let her guard down and put her life on the line to help the man she nearly killed, and help find the woman she never liked. Once she saw how Safaree matched up to her level, she couldn't fight back.
"Why did you do what you did back there in Australia?"
"I had to. I had no choice....Besides, I thought it would all be easy until I actually got this close to catching you."
"You one crazy ass bitch."
"I know...But to be honest, I felt SO uncomfortable. You don't understand how scary this shit is...."
"All of that shit almost costed me my life."
"Safaree....I'm really sorry." she paused and looked at him. "....and the drug...didn't know how deadly it was until I saw how bad it took over you. I don't think you remembered anything from that night."
"I don't. And I'm not tryna relive it either."
She became quiet.
"You know it's not easy having this persona. It became a part of me. Half of me did it because I was told to and half of me did it because I hate her." Chas stared down to her shoes.
"So what stopped you just now?"
"I don't want him hurting her.....you might know how that nigga is but I've seen so much worse."
"How bad?"
A tear escaped Chassidy's eye, she then quickly wiped. "He's killed women before..."
Something jolted in SB when she said that. His body tensed up just thinking about how he was treating Nicki right now. "He's killed alot of people before."
"Too many people.....and has never been caught."
"That's because he uses people like YOU to do the dirty shit for him. He makes you suffer his consequences."
"Hell yeah. And right now, that's all I'm worrying about. The consequences..."
"You're also a brave soul. I respect that."
"I've seen too many situations like this...I see how much you love and care for her. I felt bad."
SB saw the sad guilt in her face. He could see she was feeling guilty for some type of reason but just didn't know for what exactly yet.
"Man....I don't know how the fuck this nigga get to us."
"It wasn't hard....I mean, he knew your where-abouts. That man's too clever for his own good."
"One SNEAKY ass muhfucka. Tuh. Ever since his right-hand man got domed. He went left. Nigga never liked me. The thing now is....he must want something. And I know Nicki is only part of it....."
"How do you know he wants more?"
"Trust me...It's more to it."
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So then you had the quiet enemy. The least expected of the bunch. Who would've known that SB would ask THIS nigga for help? Maybe because he had connections, SB never knew about which made him become suspicious. The real question was how did Drake develop these connections?
Even more awkward was that, after SB tried to kill the nigga, he turned around and needed his help. He knew Drake really didn't want to tag alone but 1. He was only doing this for Nicki and 2. He knew his ass would get bullets to the head. Safaree didn't quite know how he was gonna piece the pie with Drake but they had no time to start more drama.
"Yo how da hell he know you?"
"Who, Drake?"
"Yeah."
"Well...."
Chassidy sat in a corner of the office her and the crew were in. She puffed on a cigar and stared up into the ceiling, rolling around in a swivel chair. Other men were conversing amongst her around the room awaiting an arrival.
The room became silent for a minute when Aubrey slowly trailed in behind another guy and stood at the door. He pushed his glasses up and waited for one of the dudes to speak.
Chassidy glanced up to see that it was him and smirked. She got up from her seat and walked over to him.
"You know....I really didn't think your scary ass would show up. Surprisingly, you did. I'm shocked rather, that you're actually about to do this."
"Hmph. Uh...nice to meet you too." he gave her a weak smile and licked his lips.
"While you're waiting or possibly shitting your drawls right now.....Let's chat." She wouldn't take no for an amnwer so she dragged him to where she was sitting.
"Soooo Mr. Aubrey Drake Graham. You wanna know why you're here?" Chassidy gave him a smirk before puffing out of her cigarette again.
"I uh...no. Iono." he nervously chuckled.
"You're the easy target."
"Huh?"
"Nevermind that." she waved him off and dipped off some ashes.
"You're apart of all this too?"
"Of course I am! I grew up in this bullshit. Why? You scared of me?"
"Aww man. I ain't say all dat. Chill."
"Mmh."
"Why did they bring me here? What's going on?"
"Well. Boss is very busy and needs extra help. You just so happened to be part of his plot."
"Why?"
"Nigga if you ask me another gotda-"
"Wusho name?"
"Chassidy. And lemme let you in on a secret. Come'ere." she motioned her fingers to him to come closer. So he did.
"Whether you like it or not....you gon have to do this shit. Straight up. All of them bitches out there must don't know how scary yo ass really is. It's okay. But today's the day your life's gonna change."
"Yo just chill with that shit. I ain't scared. Look I'm sure whatever I gotta do, ain't all that bad."
"So you think." Chas cocked an eyebrow at him before puffing out of her ciggy once more.
Within minutes, Lea walked into the door and everyone became silent. Drake turned his head swiftly when he heard his name sound in a deep voice.
"Yo Drizzy in here?"
"I KNEW YO ASS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS BULLSHIT!" Safaree got up and started Drake's direction.
"SB, No!!!!" Chassidy grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Why you keep chargin me up like you finna do sum'n dawg?!" Drake automatically stood up, looking calm.
"NIGGA WASSUP?! MUHFUCKA YOU DON'T SCARE ME! I KNOW YO ASS PUT YOUR HANDS ON MY WOMAN, NIGGA. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?!"
"Mannnn fuck you. I ain't got time for dis bullshit. You ain't fearin' me dawg." Drake waved him off and sat back down.
Chassidy fought off Safaree coming any closer to Drake. She held him off and made him go the opposite direction to calm down.
"NIGGA FUCK YOU. SWEAR I'MA COME BACK AND KILL YO ASS FA REAL! I'll Show YO ass nigga! WATCH."
---
"Nigga where da fuck you been? You was s'posed to be at the press conference we had! Nigga I've been callin you for 2 weeks now. Man NIC is GONE. Fuck wrong witchu?" Wayne was pissed.
"Aye I've been busy with some shit, man. Chill bro. Trust me, she's okay."
"With WHAT, Drake? Mack CALLED yo ass and told you where to go and what time this shit was. Now you finna make us look bad. It's already too much bullshit goin on and now here yo ass go."
"It's all good. Once I square this shit away, I'll release something. Lemme call you back."
"Yeah....whateva."
He hung up and begin thinking on what he was gonna do. He was in so much trouble, and so pissed, he just didn't know it would get this far. All he wanted to do was save Nicki and apologize for what he did.
Now was the time for Drake to get this mission moving so he went to his phone and called Lea.
"What."
"Aye this Drake."
"Drizzy! What's good, breh?"
"Ain't nothing man, Just wanted to see how things was holdin up on yo side....."
---
Lea glanced over at Nicki who now had distanced herself in the restoom with him, sitting by the tub. She was in complete shock when she heard him say his name.
[DRAKE?!?!?!]
Nic frowned and abruptly darted towards him.
"DRAKE?! DRAKE!!! DRAKE! DR-" She fought him to grab the phone away from him so she could get Drake's attention.
"YO. YO BACK UP OFF ME."
"NO!!! DRAKE! DRAKE PLEASE HELP ME!!!" Nic screamed into the phone, while hovering over Lea, fighting for it.
With one move, Lea took his free hand and forceably pushed Nicki down to the hard wooden floor which made her bang her back against the tub.
---
Drake was quiet for the longest of time, cringing, hearing a distressed Nicki and an angry Lea. He listened to the two for what it seemed that they were fighting in the background. When he heard Nic's strained voice crescendo in his ear, his heart dropped. He was hoping it wasn't becoming as brutal as it sounded on their end.
[I gotta do something. And fast.]
Right before Drake was gonna speak up again, the other line became very silent.
A sudden tremble builded in his body as he heard familiar cries in the background. His heart wrenched hardly, as he tried not to hear her desperate cries.
"....Y....Yoo. Lea?"
"What did you want?" he blatantly said.
"We...we need to meet up soon. I really need to talk to you.."
"Bout what?"
"....I-is she okay?"
"She's fine. Look I'll set up a day we can talk. I gotta go." As soon as he said that he hung up in Drake's face.
Drake looked at his phone and shook his head. [What am I gonna do....What the fuck am I gonna do...]
---
30 minutes later Safaree and Chassidy returned.
"I know it's a way we can get to where they at. SOMEBODY gotta know where this nigga stay...."
"Maybe I can call Eric. That's one of the guys in his close circles."
"ERIC??? The short nigga right?"
"...Yeah? Why? You know him too or sum'n?"
"WOW. That nigga approached me the same day I caught yo ass at my house. Yo What the fuck?! This some fucked up shit." Safaree slightly lost it.
"Whoaaa Whoaa. Slow down. Where he saw you at?"
"The car shop on Rose Blvd. He came up to me like we was cool nshit. Da fuck is this? Ion even know how this nigga FIND me."
"Wow. Seriously had no idea..." She had a puzzled look across her face.
Chassidy didn't realize WHY her gang was targeting Safaree and Nicki. Now that she knew SB and Lea already knew each other from back then, it was slowly coming together. No wonder he was putting so many peoples lives in danger to capture this nigga. But if SB's the one Lea was angry at....why did he take Nicki?
She took her phone and called up Eric.
"Waddup baby?"
She rolled her eyes. "Hey, um you got Lea's address?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"He uh....wanted me to come over to pick up something but I forgot to cop his address." she lied.
"Really? Oh. Well, lemme text it to you."
"Mmkay. Bye."
She hung up and looked over at Safaree with a smirk.
"Damn. Was it that easy? Yo dat nigga STILL dumb."
"Ion even know why he chose his dumbass to be in his INNER-circle." She shook her head.
While Chassidy waited on a text for the address. SB glanced over at Drake who seemed to be really annoyed at this point. Drake continued to sit with his head down, like he was thinking.
"Fuck wrong with him?"
Chassidy looked up, and looked over at Drake. "Who knows. Always crying nshit. Just leave him." She waved him off.
She looked at her phone as soon as she felt it vibrate in her hand.
E:
He up on the east side of Vancouver. 845 East 8 Ave.
Chas:
Thanks.
"Hey...Hey I just got the address! Come one we gotta get to an airport quick!"
"What? Wait. Where To???" Safaree jumped up.
"We have to catch a flight to Vancouver."
"VANCOUVER?! As In CANADA?"
"YES, nigga! Now COME ON!!!!" She pulled him along to the car as Drake silently followed behind them.
They all hopped into the car and sped off to find an airport miles away.
"Here I'll find us all a ticket so we can board the quickest flight there."
"It's gon take us straight there?"
"I hope so."
"Man YO WHAT THE FUCK. How dis nigga make it all the way to Canada with ha?" SB hit the steering wheel as he sped down the road.
"I never knew he lived that far...... The office is stationed in New York. I don't get it." Chassidy said while working on her phone.
"His smart ass knew exactly what he was doin. Guess he never told nobody his real address...." Drake chimed in.
"Yo you know where dis address at?"
Safaree held his phone up towards the backseat so Drake could see. He took a glance at it for a second before speaking up.
"...Yeah. Right near Fairview..."
Aubrey wouldn't tell Lea they were coming nor tell these two what he heard earlier on the phone. He simply sat back and held his peace for now.
And So did Lea.
He raised his head and thought for a minute before smirking and turning around to see her face.
"Well let's put it in a nicer way.....I'm your biggest fan..."
"You're a CREEP."
He laughed and shook his head.
"I was hoping you liked the office because your beautiful face was all over it."
"Are you kidding me right now??? You're fucking SICK."
"No. Actually I'm doing pretty well today. Mm. No fever." he dramatically acted sarcastically.
Nicki rolled her eyes and awaited his next moves. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"
Lea approached her at the door and firmly gripped her arm and forced her out of his office. Nicki stumbled out into the long hallway, trying to snatch away from him but he was squeezing her arm too tight. She didn't know what he was about to do but whatever it was, she wouldn't let him get to her.
Lea dragged Nicki all the way to the restroom and plopped her down onto the toilet seat and kneeled before her.
"Ouch. What the fuck are you doing?!"
---
"Mr. Wayne, can you please tell us if you have any new information on Nicki's kidnapping?"
Wayne slowly looked over to the woman in the crowd and gazed at her. He stood before a press conference about Nicki's disappearance that had happened over a week ago. His mind was on another level and his body was in complete shock.
It took him 10 seconds before he answered her question, visibly telling that he didn't process all of what was going on.
"Um..I don't know man....I-I-I can't say too much right now. I mean, we're doing the best we can do to get her back here with us and safe. She's a-a strong person. I know she can fight through." He groomed his chin hairs, staring off at nothing in particular.
"Mr. Williams would you like to say something to the public as well?"
Baby leaned into his mic and begin speaking. "We just wanna say, bawbeh we love ya. We know you a survivor. And we doin everythang we can to solve this. Beleedat."
He saluted and the young money family left the press conference.
---
I guess it's interesting when sometimes, your enemies might come in handy one day. Keep your enemies closer, right? You'd never know when you'd need their help. But how could you possibly team up with evil people who would harm you and your loved one? That was now the question for Safaree. Now teaming up with a crazy bitch that almost killed him and a nigga that harmed Nic only because they probably knew something about it more than he did. An odd combination that has many risks to save someone's life from all danger.
Chassidy had let her guard down and put her life on the line to help the man she nearly killed, and help find the woman she never liked. Once she saw how Safaree matched up to her level, she couldn't fight back.
"Why did you do what you did back there in Australia?"
"I had to. I had no choice....Besides, I thought it would all be easy until I actually got this close to catching you."
"You one crazy ass bitch."
"I know...But to be honest, I felt SO uncomfortable. You don't understand how scary this shit is...."
"All of that shit almost costed me my life."
"Safaree....I'm really sorry." she paused and looked at him. "....and the drug...didn't know how deadly it was until I saw how bad it took over you. I don't think you remembered anything from that night."
"I don't. And I'm not tryna relive it either."
She became quiet.
"You know it's not easy having this persona. It became a part of me. Half of me did it because I was told to and half of me did it because I hate her." Chas stared down to her shoes.
"So what stopped you just now?"
"I don't want him hurting her.....you might know how that nigga is but I've seen so much worse."
"How bad?"
A tear escaped Chassidy's eye, she then quickly wiped. "He's killed women before..."
Something jolted in SB when she said that. His body tensed up just thinking about how he was treating Nicki right now. "He's killed alot of people before."
"Too many people.....and has never been caught."
"That's because he uses people like YOU to do the dirty shit for him. He makes you suffer his consequences."
"Hell yeah. And right now, that's all I'm worrying about. The consequences..."
"You're also a brave soul. I respect that."
"I've seen too many situations like this...I see how much you love and care for her. I felt bad."
SB saw the sad guilt in her face. He could see she was feeling guilty for some type of reason but just didn't know for what exactly yet.
"Man....I don't know how the fuck this nigga get to us."
"It wasn't hard....I mean, he knew your where-abouts. That man's too clever for his own good."
"One SNEAKY ass muhfucka. Tuh. Ever since his right-hand man got domed. He went left. Nigga never liked me. The thing now is....he must want something. And I know Nicki is only part of it....."
"How do you know he wants more?"
"Trust me...It's more to it."
---
So then you had the quiet enemy. The least expected of the bunch. Who would've known that SB would ask THIS nigga for help? Maybe because he had connections, SB never knew about which made him become suspicious. The real question was how did Drake develop these connections?
Even more awkward was that, after SB tried to kill the nigga, he turned around and needed his help. He knew Drake really didn't want to tag alone but 1. He was only doing this for Nicki and 2. He knew his ass would get bullets to the head. Safaree didn't quite know how he was gonna piece the pie with Drake but they had no time to start more drama.
"Yo how da hell he know you?"
"Who, Drake?"
"Yeah."
"Well...."
Chassidy sat in a corner of the office her and the crew were in. She puffed on a cigar and stared up into the ceiling, rolling around in a swivel chair. Other men were conversing amongst her around the room awaiting an arrival.
The room became silent for a minute when Aubrey slowly trailed in behind another guy and stood at the door. He pushed his glasses up and waited for one of the dudes to speak.
Chassidy glanced up to see that it was him and smirked. She got up from her seat and walked over to him.
"You know....I really didn't think your scary ass would show up. Surprisingly, you did. I'm shocked rather, that you're actually about to do this."
"Hmph. Uh...nice to meet you too." he gave her a weak smile and licked his lips.
"While you're waiting or possibly shitting your drawls right now.....Let's chat." She wouldn't take no for an amnwer so she dragged him to where she was sitting.
"Soooo Mr. Aubrey Drake Graham. You wanna know why you're here?" Chassidy gave him a smirk before puffing out of her cigarette again.
"I uh...no. Iono." he nervously chuckled.
"You're the easy target."
"Huh?"
"Nevermind that." she waved him off and dipped off some ashes.
"You're apart of all this too?"
"Of course I am! I grew up in this bullshit. Why? You scared of me?"
"Aww man. I ain't say all dat. Chill."
"Mmh."
"Why did they bring me here? What's going on?"
"Well. Boss is very busy and needs extra help. You just so happened to be part of his plot."
"Why?"
"Nigga if you ask me another gotda-"
"Wusho name?"
"Chassidy. And lemme let you in on a secret. Come'ere." she motioned her fingers to him to come closer. So he did.
"Whether you like it or not....you gon have to do this shit. Straight up. All of them bitches out there must don't know how scary yo ass really is. It's okay. But today's the day your life's gonna change."
"Yo just chill with that shit. I ain't scared. Look I'm sure whatever I gotta do, ain't all that bad."
"So you think." Chas cocked an eyebrow at him before puffing out of her ciggy once more.
Within minutes, Lea walked into the door and everyone became silent. Drake turned his head swiftly when he heard his name sound in a deep voice.
"Yo Drizzy in here?"
"I KNEW YO ASS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS BULLSHIT!" Safaree got up and started Drake's direction.
"SB, No!!!!" Chassidy grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Why you keep chargin me up like you finna do sum'n dawg?!" Drake automatically stood up, looking calm.
"NIGGA WASSUP?! MUHFUCKA YOU DON'T SCARE ME! I KNOW YO ASS PUT YOUR HANDS ON MY WOMAN, NIGGA. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?!"
"Mannnn fuck you. I ain't got time for dis bullshit. You ain't fearin' me dawg." Drake waved him off and sat back down.
Chassidy fought off Safaree coming any closer to Drake. She held him off and made him go the opposite direction to calm down.
"NIGGA FUCK YOU. SWEAR I'MA COME BACK AND KILL YO ASS FA REAL! I'll Show YO ass nigga! WATCH."
---
"Nigga where da fuck you been? You was s'posed to be at the press conference we had! Nigga I've been callin you for 2 weeks now. Man NIC is GONE. Fuck wrong witchu?" Wayne was pissed.
"Aye I've been busy with some shit, man. Chill bro. Trust me, she's okay."
"With WHAT, Drake? Mack CALLED yo ass and told you where to go and what time this shit was. Now you finna make us look bad. It's already too much bullshit goin on and now here yo ass go."
"It's all good. Once I square this shit away, I'll release something. Lemme call you back."
"Yeah....whateva."
He hung up and begin thinking on what he was gonna do. He was in so much trouble, and so pissed, he just didn't know it would get this far. All he wanted to do was save Nicki and apologize for what he did.
Now was the time for Drake to get this mission moving so he went to his phone and called Lea.
"What."
"Aye this Drake."
"Drizzy! What's good, breh?"
"Ain't nothing man, Just wanted to see how things was holdin up on yo side....."
---
Lea glanced over at Nicki who now had distanced herself in the restoom with him, sitting by the tub. She was in complete shock when she heard him say his name.
[DRAKE?!?!?!]
Nic frowned and abruptly darted towards him.
"DRAKE?! DRAKE!!! DRAKE! DR-" She fought him to grab the phone away from him so she could get Drake's attention.
"YO. YO BACK UP OFF ME."
"NO!!! DRAKE! DRAKE PLEASE HELP ME!!!" Nic screamed into the phone, while hovering over Lea, fighting for it.
With one move, Lea took his free hand and forceably pushed Nicki down to the hard wooden floor which made her bang her back against the tub.
---
Drake was quiet for the longest of time, cringing, hearing a distressed Nicki and an angry Lea. He listened to the two for what it seemed that they were fighting in the background. When he heard Nic's strained voice crescendo in his ear, his heart dropped. He was hoping it wasn't becoming as brutal as it sounded on their end.
[I gotta do something. And fast.]
Right before Drake was gonna speak up again, the other line became very silent.
A sudden tremble builded in his body as he heard familiar cries in the background. His heart wrenched hardly, as he tried not to hear her desperate cries.
"....Y....Yoo. Lea?"
"What did you want?" he blatantly said.
"We...we need to meet up soon. I really need to talk to you.."
"Bout what?"
"....I-is she okay?"
"She's fine. Look I'll set up a day we can talk. I gotta go." As soon as he said that he hung up in Drake's face.
Drake looked at his phone and shook his head. [What am I gonna do....What the fuck am I gonna do...]
---
30 minutes later Safaree and Chassidy returned.
"I know it's a way we can get to where they at. SOMEBODY gotta know where this nigga stay...."
"Maybe I can call Eric. That's one of the guys in his close circles."
"ERIC??? The short nigga right?"
"...Yeah? Why? You know him too or sum'n?"
"WOW. That nigga approached me the same day I caught yo ass at my house. Yo What the fuck?! This some fucked up shit." Safaree slightly lost it.
"Whoaaa Whoaa. Slow down. Where he saw you at?"
"The car shop on Rose Blvd. He came up to me like we was cool nshit. Da fuck is this? Ion even know how this nigga FIND me."
"Wow. Seriously had no idea..." She had a puzzled look across her face.
Chassidy didn't realize WHY her gang was targeting Safaree and Nicki. Now that she knew SB and Lea already knew each other from back then, it was slowly coming together. No wonder he was putting so many peoples lives in danger to capture this nigga. But if SB's the one Lea was angry at....why did he take Nicki?
She took her phone and called up Eric.
"Waddup baby?"
She rolled her eyes. "Hey, um you got Lea's address?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"He uh....wanted me to come over to pick up something but I forgot to cop his address." she lied.
"Really? Oh. Well, lemme text it to you."
"Mmkay. Bye."
She hung up and looked over at Safaree with a smirk.
"Damn. Was it that easy? Yo dat nigga STILL dumb."
"Ion even know why he chose his dumbass to be in his INNER-circle." She shook her head.
While Chassidy waited on a text for the address. SB glanced over at Drake who seemed to be really annoyed at this point. Drake continued to sit with his head down, like he was thinking.
"Fuck wrong with him?"
Chassidy looked up, and looked over at Drake. "Who knows. Always crying nshit. Just leave him." She waved him off.
She looked at her phone as soon as she felt it vibrate in her hand.
E:
He up on the east side of Vancouver. 845 East 8 Ave.
Chas:
Thanks.
"Hey...Hey I just got the address! Come one we gotta get to an airport quick!"
"What? Wait. Where To???" Safaree jumped up.
"We have to catch a flight to Vancouver."
"VANCOUVER?! As In CANADA?"
"YES, nigga! Now COME ON!!!!" She pulled him along to the car as Drake silently followed behind them.
They all hopped into the car and sped off to find an airport miles away.
"Here I'll find us all a ticket so we can board the quickest flight there."
"It's gon take us straight there?"
"I hope so."
"Man YO WHAT THE FUCK. How dis nigga make it all the way to Canada with ha?" SB hit the steering wheel as he sped down the road.
"I never knew he lived that far...... The office is stationed in New York. I don't get it." Chassidy said while working on her phone.
"His smart ass knew exactly what he was doin. Guess he never told nobody his real address...." Drake chimed in.
"Yo you know where dis address at?"
Safaree held his phone up towards the backseat so Drake could see. He took a glance at it for a second before speaking up.
"...Yeah. Right near Fairview..."
Aubrey wouldn't tell Lea they were coming nor tell these two what he heard earlier on the phone. He simply sat back and held his peace for now.
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