Closing Chapter

"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?}