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Nicki slowly stretched her legs out as she felt her feet hit the end of the front door. She rolled over on her stomach as her face was still buried in her arms. A tiny sound of birds chirping outside hit her ears which fully woke her up.
Nic rose up and squinted her eyes looking around her, noticing that she had fell asleep on the floor of her hotel. Her thoughts automatically went back to last night.
[Safaree.....] She twisted her face in confusion as she got up and went to the door. The door cracked open and she spotted Safaree sitting against the wall opposite from her door with his head resting on his knees.
"Safaree." she whispered. He didn't wake up.
"Safareeeeeee" he moved a little.
"SAFAREE."
"Hmm." he said with his head still down.
"GET IN HERE." she said with an attitude and rolled her eyes, turning to go back into the suite.
He jumped up and ran into the room, locking the door behind him. Nicki moved to the bedroom and sat on the bed with her arms crossed, waiting on some dumbass story or excuse and lie for SB to tell her. He came into the room looking at her nervously.
He put his hands up infront of him before she could yell at him.
"Nic..."
"Can you believe I fucked up like half my mixtape songs last night??? HAHA! Wow." She shook her head, looking down at nothing. He heard her giggling.
SB looked at her weird as if she wasn't so much mad about his disappearance last night than her first show.
"Really?"
"No no wait, it gets better!" she giggled. "I fuckin missed like half my steps on this one song. HA! How embarrassing." Nicki interupted him once more and began cracking up again.
"Ahaha...Wow." he uneasily scratched his head in confusion at why she was finding this amusing instead of yelling or cursing and complaining about how bad she messed up.
"And you know what cracks me up THE MOST?!?!" she unfolded her arms and her eyes lit up at him.
He still was a bit nervous but put a slight small smile across his face. "Yeah?"
"So before I did A$$, I told the crowd to countdown to bring yo ass on stage but then you ain't show up and OMG you shoulda seen there fucking faces! HAHAHHAAAAHHHAAA!!! NOOOO NOOO NO WAIT! You should've seen MY face! Wow. How fucking em.bar.ras.sing. I cannnnnooooot." she fell back onto the bed and started cackling again.
His smile wiped off quickly as he finally got where she was going with this. It became silent.
"Look Nicki, I-"
"Where were you?" Nic's voice was almost at a calm whisper. She never looked up at him.
"I...I um..Well I had to leave to go to the dressing room...b-but this crazy bitch pulled me into a room and you know..." his arm reached over his head to the back of his neck as he glanced down in silence for a minute.
"Know what, Safaree?" Her face was red, tears filled her eyes and her breathing was irregular. She pulled back up to look him in his eyes.
He slowly went back up to see her face and his jaw slightly dropped.
"Listen Nicki, she knocked me unconscious and I couldn't do nothing! She-she sedated me with this drug andtookmebacktoherhotelandIfeltsosicksodizzybutIcouldntseeandshewouldntstopandIcouldntstopwhatIwasdoingshetookovermybodyandandand..."
"STOP! SAFAREE STOP IT!" Nic held her hand up to stop his babbling. More tears fell down her face. "YOU UTTER-FUCKING-LY DISGUST ME! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?!"
"NICKI. I was KIDNAPPED and sedated with a fucking DRUG. How was I supposed to know what I was doing?!"
"SAFAREE, PLS."
"You don't understand what the fuck just happened to me last night! I COULD'VE BEEN DEAD, ONIKA."
She hated when he called her by her government. It pissed her off even more.
"I stood on that stage BY MYSELF and made a COMPLETE LUNATIC out of myself! That was my FIRST SHOW of my FIRST world tour! And for you to be SELFISH and leave the ENITRE SHOW to go fuck a bitch was just OKAY?! I'm not understanding!"
"SELFISH??? You possibly CAN'T be calling ANYONE SELFISH when CLEARLY you just thought ONE FUCKING SHOW was more important than ME being in DANGER."
"BUT!!!! Where were YOU when I said EYEEEEE was in danger?!?!?! Did you come to MY RESCUE??? Huh?! Well guess what Safaree, KARMA IS A MUTHAFUCKIN BITCH." She jumped up and pound her fist in her hand getting up in SB's face. They were both livid.
"TAHAHAA!!! You sholl right, Karma IS a BITCH." he nodded his head and smirked.
"Hmph. Glad you KNOW." She was now on her feet and standing in front of him, crossing her arms again.
"OH But LET'S NOT pretend we got AMNESIA. LET'S NOT bring up the fact that EYE was in YOUR shoes a month ago, Nicki."
"WHAT???"
"You have NO muthafuckin right to paint ME as the bad guy when EYE took MY ass out to the streets of LA to find YOUR ass. But since I'M A GROWN ASS NIGGA, I can do WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT."
He told her the same words she told him when she walked in the house the next day from being with Drake that previous night. Nic's eyes grew wide and gave him a harsh cold glare. She couldn't even respond to him.
"Yeah. Yeah. Now you see how that shit feels??? But then again....'YOU HAVE SECURITY. YOU DON'T NEED ME' right, Nic? So WHY am I even here again??? You got alllllll the protection you need."
"So now you're trying to compare MY situation with yours as if I had planned the shit and YOURS just 'HAPPENED'?!"
"THAT'S your problem, Nicki! STOP PLAYING THE FUCKIN VICTIM. STOP IT! Noone's blaming you for SHIT. You're always assuming someone is blaming YOU for everything!"
"WHATEVER, SAFAREE. Since you wanna sit here and lie.....Like, how the fuck you gon let a WOMAN do that shit to you???? I don't get it."
"I suppose the same way Drake got YOU to do the same."
Her eyes grew large at his comment which made her heart and jaw drop.
"GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE. GO. JUST GO. UGH! FUCK!!!!!" She pointed to the door motioning for him to leave.
"Hmph. Aint gotta tell me twice." SB shrugged his shoulders and ran to the closet to grab his suitcases and backpack.
Nic walked to the bathroom and slammed the door. She sat on the toilet seat cover and put her head down. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably as she felt tears hit her bare thighs. She repeatedly wiped her wet cheeks as she listened to the sound of him packing his clothes up.
"Shit. I'm not finna sit here and fucking take this shit. Guess aint NOBODY safe 'round here. Can't trust nobody, can't trust nothing, anymore. I'm sitting here doing the best I can for us and you wanna get after me because I wasn't present for your show? Mannn..." he was talking to himself.
"....Didn't even bother to ask if I was okay tho. Niggas over here drugged up and can't even remember shit. Bitch done kidnapped me, Ion even know how the fuck. Boyyyy, sure is some trippy shit going on lately...." he grabbed his suitcase, put his backpack on, grabbed his other LV handbag and walked to the front. He took her blackberry and his key to the suite out of his pocket, placing it on a dresser by the door and yelled out to her.
"Have fun in Australia and Japan."
She heard his voice leaving out the front door. She lifted her head a bit and glared at the bathroom door. Debating to see if he was really gone.
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Safaree went down to the front desk and checked out as he was on his way to the Adelaide airport by himself to head back to his apartment in LA. He figured he and Nicki would never get along as long as weird shit kept happening around them. It was best for them to keep their distance at the moment.
Safaree was slowly starting to believe that something sketchy was going on. Now that he was receiving the texts and Private calls and now slipped up with being kidnapped. Things were becoming serious and he was now taking things into precaution.
Now that Safaree separated himself from Nicki once again, she would have to do the rest of the Australia shows, Japan and possibly the upcoming Summer Jam events in the states by herself.
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{K. So this chapter is short for a reason. Just wanted to capture the whole argument by itself before getting to the extremely GOOD part of the story in the next chapters. Don't hate me. Eye lub awla yew gw'eyez. :'( }
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
Chapter 21
She leaned in and bit his bottom lip before taking it into her mouth and rolling her tongue around. Safaree gently grabbed her by her arms and thrusted her to the ground and ran for the door but the lock was jammed. The chick stood up and took off one heel and bashed it into the back of Safaree's head, causing him to pass out.
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Onstage.
Nicki had just finished her first set after noticing Safaree didn't come out and perform 'A$$' with her. She had felt a little embarrassed after having the crowd count down with her to bring him on stage but he didn't show up. Nic was a little worried now because he wasn't even standing on the side of the stage waiting for her. When she ran backstge to change, she looked all around in the back to find him.
"'Scuse me, have you seen Safaree?"
"Where's Safaree?!"
"Do you guys know where SB is?"
Nic busted into the dressing room with her heart near a panic. She tried to catch her breath while looking at a lost Terrence and Joyce. She scanned the room but no SB.
"Where. Is. Safaree?!"
"Iono gurl, I told his ass to be back in here before your first segment was ova." T shrugged looking so lost. Joyce just shrugged her shoulders, looking at her blankly. Nicki sighed and rolled her eyes. She quickly took off her first costume to slip into a long soft pink dress Kanna helped her in. T changed her into a big beautiful curly pink wig for her 'Male Bashing' Segment. All Nicki could think about right now was how dumb Safaree could be to be wondering off when she needed him most.
"When's the last time you guys saw him?" she looked up at them in her mirror at the vanity.
"Right before the show started. I told somebody to tell him to come back here real quick to help me with something right after you went on stage." T said. He rearranged some curls at the top of the wig while Joyce reapplied lipstick onto her lips.
Nicki jumped up and sighed. She stormed out and headed back towards the stage.
"Girl, you forgot your shoes!" T called after her down the hall. Nic didnt hear him over the loud crowd, music and her inner-ears. He shook his head and closed the dressing room door. He looked at Joyce and gave her an 'Uh oh' look. He pulled out his phone and tried to call Safaree.
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Safaree woke up feeling dizzy. So dizzy that he couldn't even see straight. He didn't know where he was. He woke up to a ceiling fan spinning and a silence room. He jolted up and tried to look around but his head was still spinning. He fell back on the bed he was laying on and grasped his head. His hands covered his face as he shut his eyes closed and tried to stop the spinning. It only got worse.
The woman appeared out of the bathroom and smiled at Safaree. He didn't notice he was shirtless. He took a deep breath while his eyes were still shut closed. The girl slowly approached the end of the bed and began to crawl lightly up to SB. She lowered her head right at the bulge of his jeans and looked up at him. SB felt a warm body hovering over him and he removed his hands away from eyes to see who it was. His vision was still trippy. All he saw was 3 heads and a blur. He figured it was the girl infront of him but he didn't know why he was feeling like this.
"Mmmm. You look...." She begin rubbing at the bulge in his pants and licked her lips. "....yummy." she bit her lips and looked back up at him. She knew SB couldn't really move because she sedated him with a drug. She smirked at her evil plan as she unbuttoned his pants and slid them off.
SB's heart was racing as he blinked several times to get rid of the trippy vision he saw. "What...are you doing..." he laid back down and moved his head side to side squinting at the ceiling. He felt her dig inside his boxers to stroke his long shaft. His jaws clinched and his eyes shut.
The girl sped up the pace on his shaft and licked her lips again. Safaree begin squirming and never stopped her because he was liking it. There he laid with his eyes closed from not giving himself a headache trying to shake away the dizziness. It was almost like he was paralyzed and pierced under her and had no other choice. SB ran his tongue over his bottom lips then used his now numb arms to push up and back away from the girl. Motioning for her to stop. Unfortunately he failed.
"N-No...." he said before he hissed when she closed her lips around his head. All he could hear now was the racing beat of his heart. He was gonna go into panic attack any minute if she didn't stop. The girl held him firmly as she circled her tongue around his tip. Safaree clinched his teeth at the pleasure and threw his head back.
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The phone went to voicemail. Nicki took her iPhone and tossed it on the couch and grabbed her clothes for her mixtape segment. She stomped to the restroom and changed without saying a word. T and Joyce sat and waited for her to come out so they could fix her up and get her back on stage.
3 minutes later, Nicki came storming out the restroom and plopped down in her chair back at the vanity. "Always doing some stupid shit! We come ALL the way to Australia and he starts fuckin up! I'm so fuckin sick of this shit, I swear! Now my fans are gonna fuckin wonder where the fuck Safaree was! I can't. Un-fuckin-believable." She chomped down on her gum as she bent down to slide on her neon pink rainboots. T switched her wig to the blonde curly one and pinned a bump on top of it. She kept yelling and fussing about SB while Joyce touched up on her makeup. Nic hopped out of the chair and rummaged through the table of jewlery and put on a couple of bracelets and a colorful chain. Nicki was so livid her cheeks were turning red and her eyes were glossy. They could tell she was preventing herself from crying by slamming and snatching things. On her way out, she took her mic and mumbled to herself all the way back up to the stage.
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"Ahhhh! Unhhhhhhhh! Yes! Yes, baby!" The chick cried as she rode Safaree's lap as he held a tight grip on her hips and thrusted into her repeatedly. He grunted in ever thrust while sweat drizzled down his body. He pulled her close and sucked on her neck. She moaned in his ear as she continued to pound on him. Safaree was now enjoying this pleasure. At this point he really didn't care where he was, what was around him nor who would know about this. His head was still spinning but he felt mellow because it was spinning in slow motion. Ironically he forgot all about Nicki's show that was still going on.
His eyes remained closed as he ran his hands down to the chick's ass and gripped it tightly. She slowed down her pace on him and rested her head against his shoulders. She slowly planted kisses down his torso then right back up to his face. SB opened his eyes and tried to focus on her face. She hovered over him and took her hand and grasped his face, squeezing his lips together. She could see he was still dizzy by lookin into his eyes. A smirk formed across her face before she kissed him.
"Mmm.." she heard SB say against her lips. That signaled her to stick her tongue into his mouth and play with his. He bit her bottom lip and grabbed her hips once again to pounce in and out of her this time speeding up his pace so he could cum. She circled her hips around him and begin moaning loudly.
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The show had finally ended and Nicki was on the verge of breaking down. She ran dowstairs, down the hall, into her dressing room and started packing everything she had came with. She hated the fact that Safaree's sudden disappearance was heavy on her mind, keeping her from finishing the show the proper way. She had messed up a couple of lines from several of her songs, missed a few steps in one of her dances and the whole time realizing it was only the FIRST SHOW.
"Nic, babe you don't ha-" Joyce saw her grabbing everybody's things and putting them into their bags.
"-THAT'S FINE, I got it." Nic raised her voice, pacing around the room grabbing things. T, Joyce and Kanna looked at each other worriedly. DJ Diamond and Nic's body guard walked into the dressing room and saw what Nic was doing. The bodyguard cleared his throat and interrupted her.
"Excuse Ms. Nicki, the van is here."
Nic stopped what she was doing, with her back turned to everyone. She took a deep breath and grabbed her iPhone off the table. Not looking any of them in their faces, she jogged out behind the bodyguard and into a parked van outside.
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Hours later, All the dizziness had finally put SB to sleep after having sex with the woman who kidnapped him. As her work was done, she took him all the way back to the hotel he stayed at and sat him in the lobby. People were looking at her strangely, carrying his sleeping body to a couch in the lobby and giving him a kiss on the cheek. She noticed a few people staring at her so she put a finger over her lips, whispering "He's sleeping." They slightly giggled at her tip-toeing outside of the hotel, wondering why she left him right there. All hell was about to break loose when they begin to notice who the guy actually was.
When Nicki arrived, She entered the lobby to a large crowd of people making a big circle around something or possibly someone. Being the nosy woman she was, she wrapped her blanket tightly around her head, pushed her dark shades up and slowly approached the sea of people. She had her body guard close behind her while she moved through the people to see what it was. When she made it to the front she gasped really loud and made the bodyguard and security move them out of the lobby. She slowly walked up on a sleeping SB, realizing he didn't wake up during the big commotion. A hard smack flew across his face which made him fully wake.
"NICKI WHAT THE HELL?!?!" his eyes grew wide as he held a nearly swollen cheek.
Nicki huffed and puffed as she was near tears. She rushed to the elevator with the bodyguard behind her and went up to her suite. SB tried to catch up with her. He took the next elevator, ran down the hall and banged on her door.
"Nic! Nicki open this fuckin door! Nic I know you hear me!" he yelled loudly in the hallway.
She backed away from the front door and backed into a wall. Tears began to pour harder down her face as she slowly fell to the floor and buried her face into her arms.
To Be Continued......
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Onstage.
Nicki had just finished her first set after noticing Safaree didn't come out and perform 'A$$' with her. She had felt a little embarrassed after having the crowd count down with her to bring him on stage but he didn't show up. Nic was a little worried now because he wasn't even standing on the side of the stage waiting for her. When she ran backstge to change, she looked all around in the back to find him.
"'Scuse me, have you seen Safaree?"
"Where's Safaree?!"
"Do you guys know where SB is?"
Nic busted into the dressing room with her heart near a panic. She tried to catch her breath while looking at a lost Terrence and Joyce. She scanned the room but no SB.
"Where. Is. Safaree?!"
"Iono gurl, I told his ass to be back in here before your first segment was ova." T shrugged looking so lost. Joyce just shrugged her shoulders, looking at her blankly. Nicki sighed and rolled her eyes. She quickly took off her first costume to slip into a long soft pink dress Kanna helped her in. T changed her into a big beautiful curly pink wig for her 'Male Bashing' Segment. All Nicki could think about right now was how dumb Safaree could be to be wondering off when she needed him most.
"When's the last time you guys saw him?" she looked up at them in her mirror at the vanity.
"Right before the show started. I told somebody to tell him to come back here real quick to help me with something right after you went on stage." T said. He rearranged some curls at the top of the wig while Joyce reapplied lipstick onto her lips.
Nicki jumped up and sighed. She stormed out and headed back towards the stage.
"Girl, you forgot your shoes!" T called after her down the hall. Nic didnt hear him over the loud crowd, music and her inner-ears. He shook his head and closed the dressing room door. He looked at Joyce and gave her an 'Uh oh' look. He pulled out his phone and tried to call Safaree.
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Safaree woke up feeling dizzy. So dizzy that he couldn't even see straight. He didn't know where he was. He woke up to a ceiling fan spinning and a silence room. He jolted up and tried to look around but his head was still spinning. He fell back on the bed he was laying on and grasped his head. His hands covered his face as he shut his eyes closed and tried to stop the spinning. It only got worse.
The woman appeared out of the bathroom and smiled at Safaree. He didn't notice he was shirtless. He took a deep breath while his eyes were still shut closed. The girl slowly approached the end of the bed and began to crawl lightly up to SB. She lowered her head right at the bulge of his jeans and looked up at him. SB felt a warm body hovering over him and he removed his hands away from eyes to see who it was. His vision was still trippy. All he saw was 3 heads and a blur. He figured it was the girl infront of him but he didn't know why he was feeling like this.
"Mmmm. You look...." She begin rubbing at the bulge in his pants and licked her lips. "....yummy." she bit her lips and looked back up at him. She knew SB couldn't really move because she sedated him with a drug. She smirked at her evil plan as she unbuttoned his pants and slid them off.
SB's heart was racing as he blinked several times to get rid of the trippy vision he saw. "What...are you doing..." he laid back down and moved his head side to side squinting at the ceiling. He felt her dig inside his boxers to stroke his long shaft. His jaws clinched and his eyes shut.
The girl sped up the pace on his shaft and licked her lips again. Safaree begin squirming and never stopped her because he was liking it. There he laid with his eyes closed from not giving himself a headache trying to shake away the dizziness. It was almost like he was paralyzed and pierced under her and had no other choice. SB ran his tongue over his bottom lips then used his now numb arms to push up and back away from the girl. Motioning for her to stop. Unfortunately he failed.
"N-No...." he said before he hissed when she closed her lips around his head. All he could hear now was the racing beat of his heart. He was gonna go into panic attack any minute if she didn't stop. The girl held him firmly as she circled her tongue around his tip. Safaree clinched his teeth at the pleasure and threw his head back.
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The phone went to voicemail. Nicki took her iPhone and tossed it on the couch and grabbed her clothes for her mixtape segment. She stomped to the restroom and changed without saying a word. T and Joyce sat and waited for her to come out so they could fix her up and get her back on stage.
3 minutes later, Nicki came storming out the restroom and plopped down in her chair back at the vanity. "Always doing some stupid shit! We come ALL the way to Australia and he starts fuckin up! I'm so fuckin sick of this shit, I swear! Now my fans are gonna fuckin wonder where the fuck Safaree was! I can't. Un-fuckin-believable." She chomped down on her gum as she bent down to slide on her neon pink rainboots. T switched her wig to the blonde curly one and pinned a bump on top of it. She kept yelling and fussing about SB while Joyce touched up on her makeup. Nic hopped out of the chair and rummaged through the table of jewlery and put on a couple of bracelets and a colorful chain. Nicki was so livid her cheeks were turning red and her eyes were glossy. They could tell she was preventing herself from crying by slamming and snatching things. On her way out, she took her mic and mumbled to herself all the way back up to the stage.
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"Ahhhh! Unhhhhhhhh! Yes! Yes, baby!" The chick cried as she rode Safaree's lap as he held a tight grip on her hips and thrusted into her repeatedly. He grunted in ever thrust while sweat drizzled down his body. He pulled her close and sucked on her neck. She moaned in his ear as she continued to pound on him. Safaree was now enjoying this pleasure. At this point he really didn't care where he was, what was around him nor who would know about this. His head was still spinning but he felt mellow because it was spinning in slow motion. Ironically he forgot all about Nicki's show that was still going on.
His eyes remained closed as he ran his hands down to the chick's ass and gripped it tightly. She slowed down her pace on him and rested her head against his shoulders. She slowly planted kisses down his torso then right back up to his face. SB opened his eyes and tried to focus on her face. She hovered over him and took her hand and grasped his face, squeezing his lips together. She could see he was still dizzy by lookin into his eyes. A smirk formed across her face before she kissed him.
"Mmm.." she heard SB say against her lips. That signaled her to stick her tongue into his mouth and play with his. He bit her bottom lip and grabbed her hips once again to pounce in and out of her this time speeding up his pace so he could cum. She circled her hips around him and begin moaning loudly.
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The show had finally ended and Nicki was on the verge of breaking down. She ran dowstairs, down the hall, into her dressing room and started packing everything she had came with. She hated the fact that Safaree's sudden disappearance was heavy on her mind, keeping her from finishing the show the proper way. She had messed up a couple of lines from several of her songs, missed a few steps in one of her dances and the whole time realizing it was only the FIRST SHOW.
"Nic, babe you don't ha-" Joyce saw her grabbing everybody's things and putting them into their bags.
"-THAT'S FINE, I got it." Nic raised her voice, pacing around the room grabbing things. T, Joyce and Kanna looked at each other worriedly. DJ Diamond and Nic's body guard walked into the dressing room and saw what Nic was doing. The bodyguard cleared his throat and interrupted her.
"Excuse Ms. Nicki, the van is here."
Nic stopped what she was doing, with her back turned to everyone. She took a deep breath and grabbed her iPhone off the table. Not looking any of them in their faces, she jogged out behind the bodyguard and into a parked van outside.
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Hours later, All the dizziness had finally put SB to sleep after having sex with the woman who kidnapped him. As her work was done, she took him all the way back to the hotel he stayed at and sat him in the lobby. People were looking at her strangely, carrying his sleeping body to a couch in the lobby and giving him a kiss on the cheek. She noticed a few people staring at her so she put a finger over her lips, whispering "He's sleeping." They slightly giggled at her tip-toeing outside of the hotel, wondering why she left him right there. All hell was about to break loose when they begin to notice who the guy actually was.
When Nicki arrived, She entered the lobby to a large crowd of people making a big circle around something or possibly someone. Being the nosy woman she was, she wrapped her blanket tightly around her head, pushed her dark shades up and slowly approached the sea of people. She had her body guard close behind her while she moved through the people to see what it was. When she made it to the front she gasped really loud and made the bodyguard and security move them out of the lobby. She slowly walked up on a sleeping SB, realizing he didn't wake up during the big commotion. A hard smack flew across his face which made him fully wake.
"NICKI WHAT THE HELL?!?!" his eyes grew wide as he held a nearly swollen cheek.
Nicki huffed and puffed as she was near tears. She rushed to the elevator with the bodyguard behind her and went up to her suite. SB tried to catch up with her. He took the next elevator, ran down the hall and banged on her door.
"Nic! Nicki open this fuckin door! Nic I know you hear me!" he yelled loudly in the hallway.
She backed away from the front door and backed into a wall. Tears began to pour harder down her face as she slowly fell to the floor and buried her face into her arms.
To Be Continued......
Monday, December 17, 2012
Chapter 20
He looked her up and down and turned around to walk away from her at the door. He took a deep breath as she rolled her eyes and followed close behind him to his couch of the living room.
They sat on separate couches waiting for the other to speak first. As Safaree made it to sit down, he buried his big hands into his face. Nicki stared at him, biting at the corner of her lips, thinking. What felt like 2hrs, a long silence filled the apartment for only 2 minutes. Since it was becoming awkward and Safaree wasn't going to speak up anytime soon. Instead, Nicki went first. She rolled her eyes and sighed.
".....I uh..talked to the detective recently and...um he told me some bad news." she waited for a response but Safaree still didn't move from out of his position. Nic rolled her eyes and continued.
"He told me that some guy named Detroit hijacked a plane from New York to track me in Florida. He...he was ordered to follow me there to kidnap me but when he saw the tour bus, he landed the plane wrong and killed himself....." Nic was in a trance replaying the horrid day once more in her head. She blinked away to see Safaree's expression, but yet he still never moved.
"Th-The guy who killed Rozay's security guard and his partner were at Rozay's mansion waiting for my arrival......and planned on kidnapping me. Detroit and those two guys are apart of some gang." Worry began to plaster across Nic's place at the last part.
Safaree still hadn't moved from his face being buried into his hands. Nic was also getting annoyed and snapped. "WHAT DID YOU BRING ME OVER HERE FOR?! WHY AM I HERE, SAFAREE?! WHY AM I WASTING MY T-"
He swiftly jumped up and charged over to Nicki which startled her. He walked passed her throwing his phone in her lap and walked into his kitchen. She glanced down at his phone and picked it up. A text message appeared across the screen which made her raised her eyebrows.
"So they're threating you too now?"
He didn't respond.
"Safaree....when did they start this?"
"Why you doin this to me, Nic? Huh? Was it that fucking serious to get me back by having these fucking dickholes threaten me?!"
She was in complete shock at his comment. She turned around with quickness in her seat, seeing him come out of the kitchen and walk pass her again. "So you think EYE had something to do with this?!?!?!" she stood and pointed to herself.
"How else did they get my number, Nicki?!"
"WHA?! I- I canNOT believe you right now! Are you really THAT DUMB to believe I'm really coming up with this shit?!"
He went back over to his couch and flopped down on it, not looking at her.
"Seriously Safaree, I didn't come OVER HERE for you to bash me in my face about some BULLSHIT text message! I don't even know why I wasted my time coming over here! I don't need this, I have a gotdamn show in a few days and I need to go and pack." After grabbing her keys and purse she made her way to the door.
"Nicki." He watched her walk to the door and got up to follow.
"NO SAFAREE!"
"WAIT." he slammed the door shut and rested his arm on it to prevent her from exiting. She stood there facing the door with her arms crossed and never looked up at him. He threw his head down and sighed. He leaned closer to her ear and tried to redeem his sudden actions.
"Look Nic, I-I'm sorry. I just don't really know what the fucks going on. It's fuckin' with my head right now. I...I know you're scared and its even worse not knowing who these niggas could be. I- Nic? Nicki?"
He moved Nic's hair behind her ear to see tears streaming down her face. He felt a pain in his chest to see how he had just hurt her feelings. He had let his temper get the best of him and it made her cry. SB immediately pulled her into his arms to calm her down.
"Come here. I'm sorry. So sorry..." he rubbed her back for a minute before placing his hands on her wet cheeks, wiping away her tears.
They're eyes met and when SB saw the fear in Nic's eyes, he began to regret everything and now felt guilty. "Come here." He grabbed her hand and lead her back to the couch. He kneeled down in front of her and continued to hold her hands.
"Look, if you want me to do the tour with you I will. I'll be right there with you."
"Safaree, you must don't understand.....Ever since that day, our lives, personally, haven't been the same. You saw what happened. You know how that made me feel. I was scared for my life. And where were you? Right there in my arms. Holding me safe and telling me you would protect me from this crazy world. You know when shit like that begins to corrupt your mind, it messes you up mentally. So when I began having those flashbacks and crazy dreams and seeing those crazy people, baby, I wasn't pretending...."
"How come you waited so long to tell me about the messages?"
"....I," she bit at the side of her lip before speaking up again. "I hid them from you because of what they said. I didn't want you going all crazy over some strange threats and doing shit you would regret, so I never told. But OBVIOUSLY you took it the wrong way and did the COMPLETE opposite, believing that I was cheating. Which I wasn't. I don't know how you got Drake out of it because you and I BOTH know I don't even go that way with him."
"Well why di-"
The loud ring of Nicki's phone went off and it was an important call from Manny. Unfortunately, she would have to leave.
"I have to go. Something's not going right with the stage and I need to go see what's going on." Nicki began to gather her things and head for the door. SB quickly jumped up and followed behind her.
"Oh. Aight."
"Um...I guess I'll call you?" she turned back to look up at him.
"Yeah. Text me when you've made it inside, safely."
"Will do. Bye, Safaree."
"Bye." He watched her swiftly walk to her range and drive away.
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Day 13:
Nicki, Safaree, Diamond, Manny, T, Grizz, and Joyce were all on their 18 hour flight to Australia for Nicki's very first World Tour. The Pink Friday singers and dancers had already left hours before them so they would all meet up for last minute rehearsals. They had one day left before the first show and Nicki couldn't believe it. All of the troubles, nerves, and negative problems were pushed away into a corner of her mind locked away. She had to focus on her show, her barbz, her career. It was all about the grind, love and dedication for her Barbz. She prayed that this moment in her life would rebuild the empty hole that that tragedy created. Now that SB was back on track and in his right mind, he was very much content with being there with Nicki despite all the craziness that had happened over the pass two weeks.
He glanced over at her across from him and gave her a genuine smile before getting comfortable and taking a nap. She giggled at his cuteness and rolled her eyes. Nicki turned around to talk to Joyce, T and Diamond about what the show was gonna be like and her setlist for the Australian tour. For once, Nic felt at peace and was elated to be with her 2nd family.
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With the flight taking away most of the day away, they finally landing in Adelaide, Australia. On the day of the first show, the team was united again and ready for preparation. Nicki, T, Joyce and Safaree made it to the hotel and headed up to their rooms. Grizz followed Nicki and Safaree to their suite and began taping footage of Nicki giving a brief tour through her room.
After he got enough, he exited and SB came in the bedroom to find Nicki laying across the bed on her belly, with her feet propped up in the air. He snuck up on her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She looked back at him through her shades and smiled. She looked back at her phone & tweeted her barbz about how excited she was to be in Australia this week to kick off her tour. The barbz went crazy and told her to have fun.
"So, how you feelin right now?"
Nicki sat up on the bed and made a long relieving sigh before responding. "I've never felt better.." She closed her eyes for a second to take in this moment around her. "I'm so excited that I'm here. And that I have you...." Nic turned toward Safaree and smirked. He blushed and leaned forward and pecked her on the lips before giving her a long well-needed hug she haven't felt in quite awhile. She took in his seductive cologne that made her heart melt then let him go.
"Thank You.....Safaree."
"Hey. I'm supposed to be here. I'm here. With you..." he tilted his head and smiled at her once again.
"Alright, it's about that time. Let's go." Nic got up off the bed and grabbed her phone walking past him, patting him on the butt.
They grabbed there things before leaving the hotel to head straight to the venue.
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Barbz had already began to pile into the venue getting ready to see Nicki's show unfold in a few. Backstage in the dressing room, was a nervous Nic, a busy Terrence, Joyce and Kanna & a hyped SB.
30 minutes later, Nicki was on her way to the stage as Safaree was close behind. Halfway there, a phone call came to SB's phone. He stopped to pull it out of his pocket and it had nothing across the screen. It only rung. He twisted his face for a second before he ignored the call and turned it off. As he continued close behind Nic, another loud vibrate ring came to Nicki's phone this time, which was stuck in his back pocket. Before going up the ramp onto the stage, he quickly took her phone out and saw the same exact thing. SB glanced at Nicki still pacing towards the stage to start the show and looked back at her phone screen. The phone continued to ring. Before he could answer the call, a stage worker called him back to the back. He pressed ignore and followed the worker.
A loud roar of the crowd filled the entire building as "Roman Holiday" began. Nic took her place onstage and didn't notice Safaree was gone. The curtains dropped and she lifted her arms up to the crowd as she began to slay her first show.
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Backstage.
"Terrence needs you back in the dressing room." The stage worker told SB as he departed ways and left.
"Aight." Safaree proceeded to walk off unto the back hall where Nicki's dressing room was. Before he could go any further down the hall. A hand yanked him into a stage storage room and closed and locked the door. He got yanked so hard, he ran into a shelf of metal things which made him fall. SB opened his eyes to a tall, skinny, well-shaped, vanilla-skinned woman in her mid-20s. She stood in all black in front of Safaree. She gasped and bent down to help him up.
"Oh my god! Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." she pulled him up and help dust his shirt off.
"What the hell?! Who are you and wh-"
"SHHHH!!! Someone may hear us."
"WHAT?!"
"Look...look...please just be quiet. Give me 5 minutes. I-I promise. Just-" She stood face to face to SB, looking him in the eyes. She was whispering.
He looked her in the eyes and quickly looked at her lips moving. He focused back on her and interrupted again. "Who are you and how'd you get back here?!"
"Shhhhhh....I said be quiet, Daddy..." the chick placed her index finger over Safaree's lips and raised her eybrow talking in a seductive tone.
"Wha..What are you doing??" he removed her hand out of his face and frowned.
She didn't listen to him. Her right hand when straight to his pants and began rubbing against his zipper. She kept her eyes on him and bit her lip. Safaree harshly pushed her hand away, as he jolted. "WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA..." he slightlychuckled. "Ohhhhh No. Nope." he shook his head and covered the front of his jeans with his hands.
The chick smirked and locked her fingers with him, then pressed her body against his frame and rubbed her thigh inbetween his legs. You could hear her beginning to pant as she was getting a kick out of this. Safaree was beginning to become hard at what she was doing which was his weakness. He forcibly pushed her against the door and fixed his shirt and chains. The chick whipped out a blade and ran up on him, pointing the blade straight at his neck. He froze and threw his hands up.
"Aight! AIGHT!!!" SB began to panic, hoping the crazy chick wouldn't do something she'd regret. "Whadaya want from me??"
She was breathing hard now as she was becoming impatient. "I just need a moment with himmm..." the girl tugged on his pants and pouted like a puppy. She moaned at the end of her sentence.
Safaree cringed inside at the fact that it was actually turning him on. He couldn't move because the blade was still pressed against his neck.
All he could think of at the moment was: [This bitch is crazy....]
They sat on separate couches waiting for the other to speak first. As Safaree made it to sit down, he buried his big hands into his face. Nicki stared at him, biting at the corner of her lips, thinking. What felt like 2hrs, a long silence filled the apartment for only 2 minutes. Since it was becoming awkward and Safaree wasn't going to speak up anytime soon. Instead, Nicki went first. She rolled her eyes and sighed.
".....I uh..talked to the detective recently and...um he told me some bad news." she waited for a response but Safaree still didn't move from out of his position. Nic rolled her eyes and continued.
"He told me that some guy named Detroit hijacked a plane from New York to track me in Florida. He...he was ordered to follow me there to kidnap me but when he saw the tour bus, he landed the plane wrong and killed himself....." Nic was in a trance replaying the horrid day once more in her head. She blinked away to see Safaree's expression, but yet he still never moved.
"Th-The guy who killed Rozay's security guard and his partner were at Rozay's mansion waiting for my arrival......and planned on kidnapping me. Detroit and those two guys are apart of some gang." Worry began to plaster across Nic's place at the last part.
Safaree still hadn't moved from his face being buried into his hands. Nic was also getting annoyed and snapped. "WHAT DID YOU BRING ME OVER HERE FOR?! WHY AM I HERE, SAFAREE?! WHY AM I WASTING MY T-"
He swiftly jumped up and charged over to Nicki which startled her. He walked passed her throwing his phone in her lap and walked into his kitchen. She glanced down at his phone and picked it up. A text message appeared across the screen which made her raised her eyebrows.
"So they're threating you too now?"
He didn't respond.
"Safaree....when did they start this?"
"Why you doin this to me, Nic? Huh? Was it that fucking serious to get me back by having these fucking dickholes threaten me?!"
She was in complete shock at his comment. She turned around with quickness in her seat, seeing him come out of the kitchen and walk pass her again. "So you think EYE had something to do with this?!?!?!" she stood and pointed to herself.
"How else did they get my number, Nicki?!"
"WHA?! I- I canNOT believe you right now! Are you really THAT DUMB to believe I'm really coming up with this shit?!"
He went back over to his couch and flopped down on it, not looking at her.
"Seriously Safaree, I didn't come OVER HERE for you to bash me in my face about some BULLSHIT text message! I don't even know why I wasted my time coming over here! I don't need this, I have a gotdamn show in a few days and I need to go and pack." After grabbing her keys and purse she made her way to the door.
"Nicki." He watched her walk to the door and got up to follow.
"NO SAFAREE!"
"WAIT." he slammed the door shut and rested his arm on it to prevent her from exiting. She stood there facing the door with her arms crossed and never looked up at him. He threw his head down and sighed. He leaned closer to her ear and tried to redeem his sudden actions.
"Look Nic, I-I'm sorry. I just don't really know what the fucks going on. It's fuckin' with my head right now. I...I know you're scared and its even worse not knowing who these niggas could be. I- Nic? Nicki?"
He moved Nic's hair behind her ear to see tears streaming down her face. He felt a pain in his chest to see how he had just hurt her feelings. He had let his temper get the best of him and it made her cry. SB immediately pulled her into his arms to calm her down.
"Come here. I'm sorry. So sorry..." he rubbed her back for a minute before placing his hands on her wet cheeks, wiping away her tears.
They're eyes met and when SB saw the fear in Nic's eyes, he began to regret everything and now felt guilty. "Come here." He grabbed her hand and lead her back to the couch. He kneeled down in front of her and continued to hold her hands.
"Look, if you want me to do the tour with you I will. I'll be right there with you."
"Safaree, you must don't understand.....Ever since that day, our lives, personally, haven't been the same. You saw what happened. You know how that made me feel. I was scared for my life. And where were you? Right there in my arms. Holding me safe and telling me you would protect me from this crazy world. You know when shit like that begins to corrupt your mind, it messes you up mentally. So when I began having those flashbacks and crazy dreams and seeing those crazy people, baby, I wasn't pretending...."
"How come you waited so long to tell me about the messages?"
"....I," she bit at the side of her lip before speaking up again. "I hid them from you because of what they said. I didn't want you going all crazy over some strange threats and doing shit you would regret, so I never told. But OBVIOUSLY you took it the wrong way and did the COMPLETE opposite, believing that I was cheating. Which I wasn't. I don't know how you got Drake out of it because you and I BOTH know I don't even go that way with him."
"Well why di-"
The loud ring of Nicki's phone went off and it was an important call from Manny. Unfortunately, she would have to leave.
"I have to go. Something's not going right with the stage and I need to go see what's going on." Nicki began to gather her things and head for the door. SB quickly jumped up and followed behind her.
"Oh. Aight."
"Um...I guess I'll call you?" she turned back to look up at him.
"Yeah. Text me when you've made it inside, safely."
"Will do. Bye, Safaree."
"Bye." He watched her swiftly walk to her range and drive away.
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Day 13:
Nicki, Safaree, Diamond, Manny, T, Grizz, and Joyce were all on their 18 hour flight to Australia for Nicki's very first World Tour. The Pink Friday singers and dancers had already left hours before them so they would all meet up for last minute rehearsals. They had one day left before the first show and Nicki couldn't believe it. All of the troubles, nerves, and negative problems were pushed away into a corner of her mind locked away. She had to focus on her show, her barbz, her career. It was all about the grind, love and dedication for her Barbz. She prayed that this moment in her life would rebuild the empty hole that that tragedy created. Now that SB was back on track and in his right mind, he was very much content with being there with Nicki despite all the craziness that had happened over the pass two weeks.
He glanced over at her across from him and gave her a genuine smile before getting comfortable and taking a nap. She giggled at his cuteness and rolled her eyes. Nicki turned around to talk to Joyce, T and Diamond about what the show was gonna be like and her setlist for the Australian tour. For once, Nic felt at peace and was elated to be with her 2nd family.
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With the flight taking away most of the day away, they finally landing in Adelaide, Australia. On the day of the first show, the team was united again and ready for preparation. Nicki, T, Joyce and Safaree made it to the hotel and headed up to their rooms. Grizz followed Nicki and Safaree to their suite and began taping footage of Nicki giving a brief tour through her room.
After he got enough, he exited and SB came in the bedroom to find Nicki laying across the bed on her belly, with her feet propped up in the air. He snuck up on her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She looked back at him through her shades and smiled. She looked back at her phone & tweeted her barbz about how excited she was to be in Australia this week to kick off her tour. The barbz went crazy and told her to have fun.
"So, how you feelin right now?"
Nicki sat up on the bed and made a long relieving sigh before responding. "I've never felt better.." She closed her eyes for a second to take in this moment around her. "I'm so excited that I'm here. And that I have you...." Nic turned toward Safaree and smirked. He blushed and leaned forward and pecked her on the lips before giving her a long well-needed hug she haven't felt in quite awhile. She took in his seductive cologne that made her heart melt then let him go.
"Thank You.....Safaree."
"Hey. I'm supposed to be here. I'm here. With you..." he tilted his head and smiled at her once again.
"Alright, it's about that time. Let's go." Nic got up off the bed and grabbed her phone walking past him, patting him on the butt.
They grabbed there things before leaving the hotel to head straight to the venue.
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Barbz had already began to pile into the venue getting ready to see Nicki's show unfold in a few. Backstage in the dressing room, was a nervous Nic, a busy Terrence, Joyce and Kanna & a hyped SB.
30 minutes later, Nicki was on her way to the stage as Safaree was close behind. Halfway there, a phone call came to SB's phone. He stopped to pull it out of his pocket and it had nothing across the screen. It only rung. He twisted his face for a second before he ignored the call and turned it off. As he continued close behind Nic, another loud vibrate ring came to Nicki's phone this time, which was stuck in his back pocket. Before going up the ramp onto the stage, he quickly took her phone out and saw the same exact thing. SB glanced at Nicki still pacing towards the stage to start the show and looked back at her phone screen. The phone continued to ring. Before he could answer the call, a stage worker called him back to the back. He pressed ignore and followed the worker.
A loud roar of the crowd filled the entire building as "Roman Holiday" began. Nic took her place onstage and didn't notice Safaree was gone. The curtains dropped and she lifted her arms up to the crowd as she began to slay her first show.
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Backstage.
"Terrence needs you back in the dressing room." The stage worker told SB as he departed ways and left.
"Aight." Safaree proceeded to walk off unto the back hall where Nicki's dressing room was. Before he could go any further down the hall. A hand yanked him into a stage storage room and closed and locked the door. He got yanked so hard, he ran into a shelf of metal things which made him fall. SB opened his eyes to a tall, skinny, well-shaped, vanilla-skinned woman in her mid-20s. She stood in all black in front of Safaree. She gasped and bent down to help him up.
"Oh my god! Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." she pulled him up and help dust his shirt off.
"What the hell?! Who are you and wh-"
"SHHHH!!! Someone may hear us."
"WHAT?!"
"Look...look...please just be quiet. Give me 5 minutes. I-I promise. Just-" She stood face to face to SB, looking him in the eyes. She was whispering.
He looked her in the eyes and quickly looked at her lips moving. He focused back on her and interrupted again. "Who are you and how'd you get back here?!"
"Shhhhhh....I said be quiet, Daddy..." the chick placed her index finger over Safaree's lips and raised her eybrow talking in a seductive tone.
"Wha..What are you doing??" he removed her hand out of his face and frowned.
She didn't listen to him. Her right hand when straight to his pants and began rubbing against his zipper. She kept her eyes on him and bit her lip. Safaree harshly pushed her hand away, as he jolted. "WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA..." he slightlychuckled. "Ohhhhh No. Nope." he shook his head and covered the front of his jeans with his hands.
The chick smirked and locked her fingers with him, then pressed her body against his frame and rubbed her thigh inbetween his legs. You could hear her beginning to pant as she was getting a kick out of this. Safaree was beginning to become hard at what she was doing which was his weakness. He forcibly pushed her against the door and fixed his shirt and chains. The chick whipped out a blade and ran up on him, pointing the blade straight at his neck. He froze and threw his hands up.
"Aight! AIGHT!!!" SB began to panic, hoping the crazy chick wouldn't do something she'd regret. "Whadaya want from me??"
She was breathing hard now as she was becoming impatient. "I just need a moment with himmm..." the girl tugged on his pants and pouted like a puppy. She moaned at the end of her sentence.
Safaree cringed inside at the fact that it was actually turning him on. He couldn't move because the blade was still pressed against his neck.
All he could think of at the moment was: [This bitch is crazy....]
Friday, December 14, 2012
Chapter 19
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Day 11:
"Why don't I ever wear this chain?" Safaree shrugged as he was putting his chains on a jewlery display in the closet of his brand new apartment. Today he moved into it all by himself, spacing his self away from Nicki for a long while. He had finished unpacking with not alot of what he had as far as furniture. Just really his bed, clothes, tv, etc. Which he personally had someone to pick up while she was absent from the house.
Although he began having a peaceful mind being alone for awhile, the loud thoughts of the txt message he received 3 days ago had him wondering. SB figured someone was playing this game with him too but he was not gonna take it. If anybody, Nicki knew who would be behind this, at least that's what he reckoned. For it to stop before it could commence, he'd have to face Nic for the first time since the horrid night. It wasn't something he was ready for.
Safaree sighed and continued to neatly place his chains, watches and rings on the display. After, he pulled out some shorts, a white tee and a pair of boxers to prepare for a shower.
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"You're doing WONNNNNDERFUL NIC! Yas doll!" Laurieann yelled as Nicki slayed the choreo to 'Did It On'em'. The music blasted and every dancer was giving 100%. There was only 3 days left until Nic's very first headlining tour kicking off on Australia and these last minute rehearsals would be worth it. Nothing at this point would be stopping her from focusing for her big tour and she couldn't let it either. Avoiding herself from begging Safaree to do the tour with her was challenging. She REALLY wanted him on stage with her but he was being stubborn. It would probably take alot for her to make him hear her out before he started yelling and cursing and pointing fingers. He never understood the situation and never even tried to. Just wanted to play the blame game because he was truly hurt. Nicki thought it was a slap in the face. Right about now she was sick of both Drake and Safaree and their bullshit. Now that neither had her back, she had to go on with knowing she was in terrible danger. Now was the time to grow some balls and tighten up security around her. Yeah, they would protect her but it wouldn't be the same without SB there reassuring her everything was going to be okay.
As she posed stage left, she rolled her eyes at her thoughts trailing off in her head as she tried to focus back on everyone and the choreo.
"Alright love! Lets bring it in." Laur said to Nicki, motioning for her to come over to check on her.
"How ya feeling babes?"
"I'm...I'm feeling good right now." Nic was trying to regulate her breath as she nodded back to Laur.
"Good Good. That's what I like to hear!"
She flashed Laur a smile then cued for the next song to start.
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"I mean....you know this is her first headlining world tour, guy. You wouldn't wanna miss being apart of that history would you?" Vincent tried to convince his best friend that no type of bullshit was worth missing his best friend's experience on tour. Besides, she would only have Manny, Joyce and T to celebrate that experience with without Safaree.
He thought about it before speaking up into his phone, "Like I wanna be there....but I ain't tryna start no shit with Nicki. Iono man....its complicated."
"Nigga the only thing YOU making complicated is actually being there to support the girl. She probably wants your support. Fuck awlat other cheatin shit you assumin'. Put that shit to the side and actually ENJOY being there WITH her."
"I guess I'll take that into consideration but okay. I MIGHT give it a chance. Just hopin she don't screw it u-"
"See. THAT'S why yo ass stubborn. You don't ever stop to think about YOUR MISTAKES. Everything is her fault, right?"
"HELL YEAH because she lied dead to me in my face, Vee. I NEVER saw the shit she was claiming she saw. This lil crazy shit she was going through, I never understood."
"You must've forgot how traumatized this woman became after that crazy ass plane crash........"
Safaree was about to open his mouth to say something but stopped and kept silent for a minute. He glanced down at his 'V.V.S.' chain and thought back to the day of the plane crash and how he almost lost her.
Vincent didn't wait long for a reply, so he continued to preach to his best friend. "You knew she needed you at that very moment, so you were at her side, right? So what made the difference, whether you believed her stories or not, with you not being there now? I don't know why you let itty bitty shit that nigga Drizzy do get to you. Pullin out a gun was ignant, bruh. Okay but whatever he did with Nic was fucked up but not to where you wanted to KILL the nigga. That's that temper though....that Brooklyn shit." Vincent shook his head and waited for a quiet SB to speak up again.
To be honest, everything Vak said was true. Whether Safaree didn't like it or not. Maybe he was the one really over-reacting the situation. He begin to feel guilty about everything.
".....Yeah, I know. Ima just talk to her. The tour starts in like 3 days...so I'll make my decision before then. But talk to you later nigga."
"Yeah."
"Yo, Vak."
"Yeah?"
".....Thank you."
"Just remember what I told you."
They hung up the phone. SB debated whether this was the time to sit down and talk to Nicki or not. He didn't have much long so he had to think quick. He fell back on his bed and drifted off into deep thought.
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"That was a great rehearsal, dear! You looked fantastic!!!!"
Nicki flashed a small smile and hugged Laurieann. "Thanks babe."
"Alright Dreeeeam Warriors, great rehearsal today! We have 3 days left until showtime so I want you to FOCUS and remember what you're doing this for!!!!! Bring it in everybody!"
The dancers and crew people and Nicki rallied into a circle and stuck their hands in.
"One....two...three......PINK FRIDAY!!!!!"
After, Nicki said her goodbyes and rushed into the truck as her driver made it to her house in 15 minutes. The 2 bodyguards began to escort her to her front door until she stopped. Her phone was ringing and she rammed through her purse to grab it in time. Without looking at the caller I.D., she answered.
"Hello"
"Nic...Nic.."
"S-Safaree? Wh-"
"Nic! Listen I-I need you t-to come over to my place. I need to tell you something." his voice trembled.
Nicki was worried, "Are you okay???"
"Look, I'm fine, just hurry over."
Before she could say anything else, he hung up in her face. She looked up from her phone to one of her bodyguards and told him to take her to Safaree's place.
[Wait...] she thought. "I dont have th-"
A text from SB came and it had his new address and location. She smiled at the fact that he was right on time with her question. Nicki would be on her way.
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Safaree pondered across the front door for 10 minutes straight, thinking on what to say to Nicki. He paused for a second and threw a dumb look on his face.
"What the fuck am I doing?"
A small knock came on the door as he cut his eyes and did a 360 towards the door. He stared at it before calmly opening it and immediately meeting the eyes of a weary Nicki.
Her eyes were bigger than usual and even more glossy than ever. Since he was in a trance with her eyes, she decided to speak first.
"Hi."
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Day 11:
"Why don't I ever wear this chain?" Safaree shrugged as he was putting his chains on a jewlery display in the closet of his brand new apartment. Today he moved into it all by himself, spacing his self away from Nicki for a long while. He had finished unpacking with not alot of what he had as far as furniture. Just really his bed, clothes, tv, etc. Which he personally had someone to pick up while she was absent from the house.
Although he began having a peaceful mind being alone for awhile, the loud thoughts of the txt message he received 3 days ago had him wondering. SB figured someone was playing this game with him too but he was not gonna take it. If anybody, Nicki knew who would be behind this, at least that's what he reckoned. For it to stop before it could commence, he'd have to face Nic for the first time since the horrid night. It wasn't something he was ready for.
Safaree sighed and continued to neatly place his chains, watches and rings on the display. After, he pulled out some shorts, a white tee and a pair of boxers to prepare for a shower.
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"You're doing WONNNNNDERFUL NIC! Yas doll!" Laurieann yelled as Nicki slayed the choreo to 'Did It On'em'. The music blasted and every dancer was giving 100%. There was only 3 days left until Nic's very first headlining tour kicking off on Australia and these last minute rehearsals would be worth it. Nothing at this point would be stopping her from focusing for her big tour and she couldn't let it either. Avoiding herself from begging Safaree to do the tour with her was challenging. She REALLY wanted him on stage with her but he was being stubborn. It would probably take alot for her to make him hear her out before he started yelling and cursing and pointing fingers. He never understood the situation and never even tried to. Just wanted to play the blame game because he was truly hurt. Nicki thought it was a slap in the face. Right about now she was sick of both Drake and Safaree and their bullshit. Now that neither had her back, she had to go on with knowing she was in terrible danger. Now was the time to grow some balls and tighten up security around her. Yeah, they would protect her but it wouldn't be the same without SB there reassuring her everything was going to be okay.
As she posed stage left, she rolled her eyes at her thoughts trailing off in her head as she tried to focus back on everyone and the choreo.
"Alright love! Lets bring it in." Laur said to Nicki, motioning for her to come over to check on her.
"How ya feeling babes?"
"I'm...I'm feeling good right now." Nic was trying to regulate her breath as she nodded back to Laur.
"Good Good. That's what I like to hear!"
She flashed Laur a smile then cued for the next song to start.
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"I mean....you know this is her first headlining world tour, guy. You wouldn't wanna miss being apart of that history would you?" Vincent tried to convince his best friend that no type of bullshit was worth missing his best friend's experience on tour. Besides, she would only have Manny, Joyce and T to celebrate that experience with without Safaree.
He thought about it before speaking up into his phone, "Like I wanna be there....but I ain't tryna start no shit with Nicki. Iono man....its complicated."
"Nigga the only thing YOU making complicated is actually being there to support the girl. She probably wants your support. Fuck awlat other cheatin shit you assumin'. Put that shit to the side and actually ENJOY being there WITH her."
"I guess I'll take that into consideration but okay. I MIGHT give it a chance. Just hopin she don't screw it u-"
"See. THAT'S why yo ass stubborn. You don't ever stop to think about YOUR MISTAKES. Everything is her fault, right?"
"HELL YEAH because she lied dead to me in my face, Vee. I NEVER saw the shit she was claiming she saw. This lil crazy shit she was going through, I never understood."
"You must've forgot how traumatized this woman became after that crazy ass plane crash........"
Safaree was about to open his mouth to say something but stopped and kept silent for a minute. He glanced down at his 'V.V.S.' chain and thought back to the day of the plane crash and how he almost lost her.
Vincent didn't wait long for a reply, so he continued to preach to his best friend. "You knew she needed you at that very moment, so you were at her side, right? So what made the difference, whether you believed her stories or not, with you not being there now? I don't know why you let itty bitty shit that nigga Drizzy do get to you. Pullin out a gun was ignant, bruh. Okay but whatever he did with Nic was fucked up but not to where you wanted to KILL the nigga. That's that temper though....that Brooklyn shit." Vincent shook his head and waited for a quiet SB to speak up again.
To be honest, everything Vak said was true. Whether Safaree didn't like it or not. Maybe he was the one really over-reacting the situation. He begin to feel guilty about everything.
".....Yeah, I know. Ima just talk to her. The tour starts in like 3 days...so I'll make my decision before then. But talk to you later nigga."
"Yeah."
"Yo, Vak."
"Yeah?"
".....Thank you."
"Just remember what I told you."
They hung up the phone. SB debated whether this was the time to sit down and talk to Nicki or not. He didn't have much long so he had to think quick. He fell back on his bed and drifted off into deep thought.
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"That was a great rehearsal, dear! You looked fantastic!!!!"
Nicki flashed a small smile and hugged Laurieann. "Thanks babe."
"Alright Dreeeeam Warriors, great rehearsal today! We have 3 days left until showtime so I want you to FOCUS and remember what you're doing this for!!!!! Bring it in everybody!"
The dancers and crew people and Nicki rallied into a circle and stuck their hands in.
"One....two...three......PINK FRIDAY!!!!!"
After, Nicki said her goodbyes and rushed into the truck as her driver made it to her house in 15 minutes. The 2 bodyguards began to escort her to her front door until she stopped. Her phone was ringing and she rammed through her purse to grab it in time. Without looking at the caller I.D., she answered.
"Hello"
"Nic...Nic.."
"S-Safaree? Wh-"
"Nic! Listen I-I need you t-to come over to my place. I need to tell you something." his voice trembled.
Nicki was worried, "Are you okay???"
"Look, I'm fine, just hurry over."
Before she could say anything else, he hung up in her face. She looked up from her phone to one of her bodyguards and told him to take her to Safaree's place.
[Wait...] she thought. "I dont have th-"
A text from SB came and it had his new address and location. She smiled at the fact that he was right on time with her question. Nicki would be on her way.
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Safaree pondered across the front door for 10 minutes straight, thinking on what to say to Nicki. He paused for a second and threw a dumb look on his face.
"What the fuck am I doing?"
A small knock came on the door as he cut his eyes and did a 360 towards the door. He stared at it before calmly opening it and immediately meeting the eyes of a weary Nicki.
Her eyes were bigger than usual and even more glossy than ever. Since he was in a trance with her eyes, she decided to speak first.
"Hi."
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Thursday, December 13, 2012
Chapter 18
{*silently laughs at my evil plans* >;] Enjoy nighos!}
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Day 5
"So," Detective McGasky licked his fingertip and dug through a stack of documents in a briefcase. "there are some interesting things I found recently and I think you wanna take a look." he pulled out about 15 papers and layed them across the table infront of them. Nicki sat in silence and glanced over them all.
"Now the guy on the right is the pilot of the plane he crashed. His name is Harlow James but is better known as 'Detroit.' He was sent to hijack that plane from New York to Miami to track you. As the pilot, he failed to land properly on ground near where the tour bus you were in was. That's how the deadly crash happened. He did kill himself and like I mentioned before, other passengers on the plane died as well."
[Wha....] Her eyes grew wide and her heart sunk. She couldn't believe someone would risk their life just to capture her. As the nerves rushed through her body, Nic bit at her finger covering her mouth, then sighed. "Ssssooo...." Nic thought before she spoke up again, "how did he know I was in Florida tho? I mean like who sent him?"
Dr. McGasky pushed his glasses up and adjusted some papers to his left as he explained. "Uhh, well...we do know he found your bus through a tracking system that was monitored on a website. I did some background information on him and it seems that he is apart of some gang or association so he DOES have a leader. We have yet to find info on the gang and who runs it. BUT......are you ready to hear something even more strange?"
She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. "....Sure." It felt like all the air in her lungs were gone and were never coming back. Her voice was sounded at a whisper. [Oh God...]
He pulled a few papers from his right and scanned through them as Nicki observed. "Now, you and Wayne did mention there was an after party being hosted at Rick Ross' mansion."
"Yes."
"Annnnd the um..Murder of the security guard was taken place the night BEFORE the plane crash. Which means the two guys that snuck in the gates were awaiting your arrival that next night the party was taking place. ONE of those guys killed the security guard but fleed the scene when an alarm was set off around the premises. These two men have not yet been identified but they ARE in affiliation with 'Detroit'. They're all apart of the same gang."
"Butchu wanna know whats so crazy though? I received an unknown call approximately 40 minutes into the next hour after the whole scene. (of the plane crash) I answered and no one said anything. It was weird."
Dr. McGasky twisted his face and glanced up at her for a second before turning around to grab his laptop. Nicki curiously observed him and wondered what he was up to. He searched for a few phone documents that Nicki sent him weeks ago to analyze and track the 'Unknown' caller. She could tell that he was really into trying to solve this case and help her out so she would be safe. She appreciated this man for really caring and knowing that this was a serious situation that would possibly be stopped before anything got worse.
As for her being traumatized by everything since the crash, that would scar her for good. Those people she saw would never be erased out of her head and their horrific faces that made her tremble even in her sleep. Those cold cruel flashbacks and weird dreams she had every other night was still haunting her. Nic knew the only way to stop this living nightmare was to end it all at once.
The laptop was turned around and on the screen exposed recordings of the Unknown calls to her phone and also every text message she'd ever received from the code number.
"Now I can only tell you this about these threats coming from this code number. The calls and texts are from the same person. And,"
[Well duh....I figured that out already.] Nic lowkey rolled her eyes and kept listening.
"So we can't reaaally do anything about trying to block the number and or get rid of it because they have a way to get through that too. Its quite impossible at the moment. But we can always get your number changed." he kinda giggled at the last part, making it as though that's what she should've did in the first place. She flashed a slight smile at him and pulled out her blackberry.
"Can I just get this phone cut off for the time being? I mean what if they find the new number?" she bit at the corner of her lips.
"Good thinking. I mean we could. Do you have another phone?"
"Yes. My iPhone. I never use it though." she rolled her eyes and made a stink face.
He giggled, "Okay! That'd be great. Since they only have that number and not the other."
"Okay." she gave him a grin. And looked at her blackberry to see if Safaree had call or texted her. Not to her surprise he didn't. Nic sighed, rolled her eyes once again and frowned a little.
"Now. Have you been getting around safe lately? Anything's been bothering you?"
"Yeah....I guess. I mean, I'm still dealing with the same crazy stuff that's been haunting me. But. Right now, I'm preparing for my tour that starts next week."
McGasky took off his glasses and sat back down after putting away his papers. "Oh, Really? Where to?"
"Well it kicks off in Australia and then I go to Japan." she beamed another smile. He could tell she was really excited about it.
"Whoa you're going all the way out there?"
"Yep! Can't wait to see my babies!!!"
"Well, Ms. Maraj....You sure you wanna do all that with all that's happening? I mean do you think that's safe?"
Nicki's smile faded away when she saw the concerned look on his face. She never really gave it thought that these people would try to harm her even from out of the country. Especially with it being announced everywhere she'd be in AUS next week. [Oh shit...]
"I can't cancel on my babies now because....they've been really waiting forever to see me LIVE and it's....it's something I'd hate to take away from them." It made her quite sad that something life threatening would most likely prevent her from seeing her Barbz on the international tour. Sometimes in life, you would have to risk something in life to do something you loved so much. Something she would have to decide doing with this tour.
"So you're risking this chance to do the tour alone?"
"I'm not necessarily going to be all ALONE but I am headlining. I mean it IS MY tour. And I've taken risks before....ALOT of them. But all in all, I know I'll be fine." she rapidly batted her lashes to show that she was now getting a bit annoyed at people being more concerned about her safety than she was.
The detective had a serious look on his face and didn't approve of Nicki's choice. "Ms. Maraj, I know it's not business to tell you what to do but I don't think anything is more important than your safety and your life. If you want to take that chance to do that then let it be. These type of situations do get out of hand."
A big sigh came from Nic as she rolled her eyes and slightly raised her voice, "Too bad I can't call anything off NOW. My Barbz are my heart. Just imagine if I had to tell them the whole thing was cancelled until further notice. If it's one thing, I DON'T need them finding THIS shit out! Bad enough they're already worried about my where-abouts because of the plane crash. Yeah, I know they'll probably understand but I don't wanna take that chance. They've waited long enough. Anything for my babies. I'm not gonna sit around hiding in my house forever so that person won't hurt me! I have work that needs to be done and nothing and NO ONE is gonna stop me from my grind!" It was til now she realized how angry she had become after she explained herself. Her chest was rising and falling quickly and her nostrils flared.
Detective saw that Nic was becoming fed up and to make a mental note that he'd do all he could on his part to make sure this woman wouldn't be in harms way. Despite of what she said.
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Day 8
Safaree and Shaneqwa were in her gym working out together and doing some catching up. Shaneqwa was becoming worried for her big brother because he was letting something he assumed get out of hand and it wasn't like him to just up and leave Nicki like that. She knew if she brought the situation back up to him, he would be pissed off. But she really didn't give a care because he was being quite childish and ridiculous about it all. The treadmill began to slow down as she came to a stop and called Safaree over to talk.
"Aye, come over here right quick." Shaneqwa said, grabbing her water and trying to catch her breath. Faree did his last few sit-ups before grabbing his towel and taking a seat next to his sister.
"Wassup."
"Deuce, I don't think all this shit is necessary."
He paused and looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. "Fuck you talking about?"
She sighed. "Safaree, that girl is all alone with nobody there to look out for her and YOU'RE suppose to be her best friend!"
He took the towel and wiped sweat off the back of his neck and forehead. He didn't look back up at her. "Look, I ain't tryna hear all dat shit man. She good, I'm good. She'll be alright. Besides, she got niggas lookin out fa her. Aint no needin me."
"And what do you mean by that?!"
He smacked his lips. "Man, look. Awlat fake shit she's been actin out about ain't even true! This whole time she's been lying to me about 'someone's after her' or some stupid shit."
Shaneqwa got up and looked at him crazy. "So you don't believe her?!?!"
"Nigga ain't nobody after her! She just been covering all that fake shit for Drake. He's the one that's been calling her phone Unknown and sending her them private sneaky ass text messages. Talmbout, 'Oh Safaree, someone keeps txting me, threatening me and these unknown calls are getting out of hand. I don't know what to do' yeah right." he shook his head and went back to the excersing equipment.
"How you just gon assume she's with Drake?! I told you about that jealousy shit! Ain't none of-"
He smacked his lips once more then shook his head again. "Cuz dat nigga BEEN snoopin around for awhile! He even took her out on a date, and she didn't come back home til the next morning! After I spent HOURS lookin for her ass and waitin up for her at home. Right off da back dat tell you something!"
"Well I don't think that's the case, Faree."
"Trust me....it's just him. Nicki's been acting as if she didn't want me around her anymore. Puttin on this bullshit act to push me away. Whatever the fuck I did anyway......"
"Safaree, PLEASE." Shaneqwa rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest walking back to the other side of the floor, laying down on her back.
"Ne-Ne you don't even know the HALF of what I know! Have you seen the txts messages he be sendin her?! Like she got his shit in some type of code in her phone.....shit like 'i love you' or 'don't say anything' or 'i'll get what I want' with those retarded ass winky faces. Fuck outta here. If she didn't wanna be with me, why couldn't she just tell me!"
She did a few crutches before pulling all the way up to look at her livid brother. "You're over-reacting and you're being ridiculous!!!"
A loud thump came from the floor when she heard Faree let the weights drop from mid-air. He glared at her and flared his nostrils. "Yeah. Whatever. Fuck both of'em." Safaree snatched his towel up and stormed out of the workout gym and upstairs to the guest room.
"Safaree, you don't mean that!" Shaneqwa called out after him before she heard him slam the door shut.
Back upstairs in his room, he began to disrobe from his sweaty workout clothes. He hated when his sister would always take up for Nicki in any fight they had. Never did he want to talk about it so it made him even more upset. [Only 3 more days....] 3 Days until he would finally move into his own place for now to have some space and clear his mind. Right about now, his sister was beginning to be no help in agreeing with his decisions. Safaree walked into the bathroom and turned on a hot shower. He remembered to grab his phone and check it before getting in.
14 missed calls from Nicki. 28 text messages from Nicki. 2 txts from CJ. 3 from Vincent. He rolled his eyes and checked his emails. Nicki. Nicki. Terrence. Nicki. Manny. Manny. Tyga. Manny. Nicki. Ni-
He huffed and threw his phone back on the bed and went to take his shower.
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"Okay so everything is still going as planned?"
"Yesss! Of course! Trust me, everything will be fine. We got this guys."
"Great."
Nicki had called an emergency team meeting with Manny, T, Joyce, Laurieann and Steve the tour manager. She wanted to confirm that the tour was still on and in full effect for next week. There was nothing to stop her from performing for her Barbz overseas and she wouldn't let anything happen to her or her team.
The only person missing from the meeting was of course, Safaree but at this point she really didn't care.
"So....is SB still gonna come on tour or....?"
"If he wants, he can. I could quite careless at this point." Nicki shrugged and rolled her eyes.
T and Joyce and Manny only understood what she meant when she said that. So they knew. Hypeman or no hypeman, there was still gonna be a show. "I know the barbz'll be looking for him but...." she shrugged again.
Nicki was being completely ignored by Safaree at this point and it was pissing her off. But in the back of her mind, she really did need him on stage with her. Let alone, traveling by her side.
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After his shower, SB came back out wrapped in a towel and went to the drawers to pull out some clothes. When he slipped on his boxers and basketball shorts he walked back over to the bed to retrieve his deodorant and gucci cologne. A ring came to his phone to let him know there was a new text message. The first person that came to mind was Nicki. Probably calling to whine and cry about how much she missed him. He shook his head and checked it anyway.
#RS1137:
You ain't gotta clue playboi...
SB twisted his face at the txt message, confused but replied back.
Target:
Fuck dat mean? Who dis?
#RS1137:
You'll see...
He made the same face at the message and kept it at thought. This is when he realized somebody was playin games.
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{What do you think is gonna happen from here? Will it get better or even worse?! Please COMMENT!}
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Day 5
"So," Detective McGasky licked his fingertip and dug through a stack of documents in a briefcase. "there are some interesting things I found recently and I think you wanna take a look." he pulled out about 15 papers and layed them across the table infront of them. Nicki sat in silence and glanced over them all.
"Now the guy on the right is the pilot of the plane he crashed. His name is Harlow James but is better known as 'Detroit.' He was sent to hijack that plane from New York to Miami to track you. As the pilot, he failed to land properly on ground near where the tour bus you were in was. That's how the deadly crash happened. He did kill himself and like I mentioned before, other passengers on the plane died as well."
[Wha....] Her eyes grew wide and her heart sunk. She couldn't believe someone would risk their life just to capture her. As the nerves rushed through her body, Nic bit at her finger covering her mouth, then sighed. "Ssssooo...." Nic thought before she spoke up again, "how did he know I was in Florida tho? I mean like who sent him?"
Dr. McGasky pushed his glasses up and adjusted some papers to his left as he explained. "Uhh, well...we do know he found your bus through a tracking system that was monitored on a website. I did some background information on him and it seems that he is apart of some gang or association so he DOES have a leader. We have yet to find info on the gang and who runs it. BUT......are you ready to hear something even more strange?"
She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. "....Sure." It felt like all the air in her lungs were gone and were never coming back. Her voice was sounded at a whisper. [Oh God...]
He pulled a few papers from his right and scanned through them as Nicki observed. "Now, you and Wayne did mention there was an after party being hosted at Rick Ross' mansion."
"Yes."
"Annnnd the um..Murder of the security guard was taken place the night BEFORE the plane crash. Which means the two guys that snuck in the gates were awaiting your arrival that next night the party was taking place. ONE of those guys killed the security guard but fleed the scene when an alarm was set off around the premises. These two men have not yet been identified but they ARE in affiliation with 'Detroit'. They're all apart of the same gang."
"Butchu wanna know whats so crazy though? I received an unknown call approximately 40 minutes into the next hour after the whole scene. (of the plane crash) I answered and no one said anything. It was weird."
Dr. McGasky twisted his face and glanced up at her for a second before turning around to grab his laptop. Nicki curiously observed him and wondered what he was up to. He searched for a few phone documents that Nicki sent him weeks ago to analyze and track the 'Unknown' caller. She could tell that he was really into trying to solve this case and help her out so she would be safe. She appreciated this man for really caring and knowing that this was a serious situation that would possibly be stopped before anything got worse.
As for her being traumatized by everything since the crash, that would scar her for good. Those people she saw would never be erased out of her head and their horrific faces that made her tremble even in her sleep. Those cold cruel flashbacks and weird dreams she had every other night was still haunting her. Nic knew the only way to stop this living nightmare was to end it all at once.
The laptop was turned around and on the screen exposed recordings of the Unknown calls to her phone and also every text message she'd ever received from the code number.
"Now I can only tell you this about these threats coming from this code number. The calls and texts are from the same person. And,"
[Well duh....I figured that out already.] Nic lowkey rolled her eyes and kept listening.
"So we can't reaaally do anything about trying to block the number and or get rid of it because they have a way to get through that too. Its quite impossible at the moment. But we can always get your number changed." he kinda giggled at the last part, making it as though that's what she should've did in the first place. She flashed a slight smile at him and pulled out her blackberry.
"Can I just get this phone cut off for the time being? I mean what if they find the new number?" she bit at the corner of her lips.
"Good thinking. I mean we could. Do you have another phone?"
"Yes. My iPhone. I never use it though." she rolled her eyes and made a stink face.
He giggled, "Okay! That'd be great. Since they only have that number and not the other."
"Okay." she gave him a grin. And looked at her blackberry to see if Safaree had call or texted her. Not to her surprise he didn't. Nic sighed, rolled her eyes once again and frowned a little.
"Now. Have you been getting around safe lately? Anything's been bothering you?"
"Yeah....I guess. I mean, I'm still dealing with the same crazy stuff that's been haunting me. But. Right now, I'm preparing for my tour that starts next week."
McGasky took off his glasses and sat back down after putting away his papers. "Oh, Really? Where to?"
"Well it kicks off in Australia and then I go to Japan." she beamed another smile. He could tell she was really excited about it.
"Whoa you're going all the way out there?"
"Yep! Can't wait to see my babies!!!"
"Well, Ms. Maraj....You sure you wanna do all that with all that's happening? I mean do you think that's safe?"
Nicki's smile faded away when she saw the concerned look on his face. She never really gave it thought that these people would try to harm her even from out of the country. Especially with it being announced everywhere she'd be in AUS next week. [Oh shit...]
"I can't cancel on my babies now because....they've been really waiting forever to see me LIVE and it's....it's something I'd hate to take away from them." It made her quite sad that something life threatening would most likely prevent her from seeing her Barbz on the international tour. Sometimes in life, you would have to risk something in life to do something you loved so much. Something she would have to decide doing with this tour.
"So you're risking this chance to do the tour alone?"
"I'm not necessarily going to be all ALONE but I am headlining. I mean it IS MY tour. And I've taken risks before....ALOT of them. But all in all, I know I'll be fine." she rapidly batted her lashes to show that she was now getting a bit annoyed at people being more concerned about her safety than she was.
The detective had a serious look on his face and didn't approve of Nicki's choice. "Ms. Maraj, I know it's not business to tell you what to do but I don't think anything is more important than your safety and your life. If you want to take that chance to do that then let it be. These type of situations do get out of hand."
A big sigh came from Nic as she rolled her eyes and slightly raised her voice, "Too bad I can't call anything off NOW. My Barbz are my heart. Just imagine if I had to tell them the whole thing was cancelled until further notice. If it's one thing, I DON'T need them finding THIS shit out! Bad enough they're already worried about my where-abouts because of the plane crash. Yeah, I know they'll probably understand but I don't wanna take that chance. They've waited long enough. Anything for my babies. I'm not gonna sit around hiding in my house forever so that person won't hurt me! I have work that needs to be done and nothing and NO ONE is gonna stop me from my grind!" It was til now she realized how angry she had become after she explained herself. Her chest was rising and falling quickly and her nostrils flared.
Detective saw that Nic was becoming fed up and to make a mental note that he'd do all he could on his part to make sure this woman wouldn't be in harms way. Despite of what she said.
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Day 8
Safaree and Shaneqwa were in her gym working out together and doing some catching up. Shaneqwa was becoming worried for her big brother because he was letting something he assumed get out of hand and it wasn't like him to just up and leave Nicki like that. She knew if she brought the situation back up to him, he would be pissed off. But she really didn't give a care because he was being quite childish and ridiculous about it all. The treadmill began to slow down as she came to a stop and called Safaree over to talk.
"Aye, come over here right quick." Shaneqwa said, grabbing her water and trying to catch her breath. Faree did his last few sit-ups before grabbing his towel and taking a seat next to his sister.
"Wassup."
"Deuce, I don't think all this shit is necessary."
He paused and looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. "Fuck you talking about?"
She sighed. "Safaree, that girl is all alone with nobody there to look out for her and YOU'RE suppose to be her best friend!"
He took the towel and wiped sweat off the back of his neck and forehead. He didn't look back up at her. "Look, I ain't tryna hear all dat shit man. She good, I'm good. She'll be alright. Besides, she got niggas lookin out fa her. Aint no needin me."
"And what do you mean by that?!"
He smacked his lips. "Man, look. Awlat fake shit she's been actin out about ain't even true! This whole time she's been lying to me about 'someone's after her' or some stupid shit."
Shaneqwa got up and looked at him crazy. "So you don't believe her?!?!"
"Nigga ain't nobody after her! She just been covering all that fake shit for Drake. He's the one that's been calling her phone Unknown and sending her them private sneaky ass text messages. Talmbout, 'Oh Safaree, someone keeps txting me, threatening me and these unknown calls are getting out of hand. I don't know what to do' yeah right." he shook his head and went back to the excersing equipment.
"How you just gon assume she's with Drake?! I told you about that jealousy shit! Ain't none of-"
He smacked his lips once more then shook his head again. "Cuz dat nigga BEEN snoopin around for awhile! He even took her out on a date, and she didn't come back home til the next morning! After I spent HOURS lookin for her ass and waitin up for her at home. Right off da back dat tell you something!"
"Well I don't think that's the case, Faree."
"Trust me....it's just him. Nicki's been acting as if she didn't want me around her anymore. Puttin on this bullshit act to push me away. Whatever the fuck I did anyway......"
"Safaree, PLEASE." Shaneqwa rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest walking back to the other side of the floor, laying down on her back.
"Ne-Ne you don't even know the HALF of what I know! Have you seen the txts messages he be sendin her?! Like she got his shit in some type of code in her phone.....shit like 'i love you' or 'don't say anything' or 'i'll get what I want' with those retarded ass winky faces. Fuck outta here. If she didn't wanna be with me, why couldn't she just tell me!"
She did a few crutches before pulling all the way up to look at her livid brother. "You're over-reacting and you're being ridiculous!!!"
A loud thump came from the floor when she heard Faree let the weights drop from mid-air. He glared at her and flared his nostrils. "Yeah. Whatever. Fuck both of'em." Safaree snatched his towel up and stormed out of the workout gym and upstairs to the guest room.
"Safaree, you don't mean that!" Shaneqwa called out after him before she heard him slam the door shut.
Back upstairs in his room, he began to disrobe from his sweaty workout clothes. He hated when his sister would always take up for Nicki in any fight they had. Never did he want to talk about it so it made him even more upset. [Only 3 more days....] 3 Days until he would finally move into his own place for now to have some space and clear his mind. Right about now, his sister was beginning to be no help in agreeing with his decisions. Safaree walked into the bathroom and turned on a hot shower. He remembered to grab his phone and check it before getting in.
14 missed calls from Nicki. 28 text messages from Nicki. 2 txts from CJ. 3 from Vincent. He rolled his eyes and checked his emails. Nicki. Nicki. Terrence. Nicki. Manny. Manny. Tyga. Manny. Nicki. Ni-
He huffed and threw his phone back on the bed and went to take his shower.
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"Okay so everything is still going as planned?"
"Yesss! Of course! Trust me, everything will be fine. We got this guys."
"Great."
Nicki had called an emergency team meeting with Manny, T, Joyce, Laurieann and Steve the tour manager. She wanted to confirm that the tour was still on and in full effect for next week. There was nothing to stop her from performing for her Barbz overseas and she wouldn't let anything happen to her or her team.
The only person missing from the meeting was of course, Safaree but at this point she really didn't care.
"So....is SB still gonna come on tour or....?"
"If he wants, he can. I could quite careless at this point." Nicki shrugged and rolled her eyes.
T and Joyce and Manny only understood what she meant when she said that. So they knew. Hypeman or no hypeman, there was still gonna be a show. "I know the barbz'll be looking for him but...." she shrugged again.
Nicki was being completely ignored by Safaree at this point and it was pissing her off. But in the back of her mind, she really did need him on stage with her. Let alone, traveling by her side.
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After his shower, SB came back out wrapped in a towel and went to the drawers to pull out some clothes. When he slipped on his boxers and basketball shorts he walked back over to the bed to retrieve his deodorant and gucci cologne. A ring came to his phone to let him know there was a new text message. The first person that came to mind was Nicki. Probably calling to whine and cry about how much she missed him. He shook his head and checked it anyway.
#RS1137:
You ain't gotta clue playboi...
SB twisted his face at the txt message, confused but replied back.
Target:
Fuck dat mean? Who dis?
#RS1137:
You'll see...
He made the same face at the message and kept it at thought. This is when he realized somebody was playin games.
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{What do you think is gonna happen from here? Will it get better or even worse?! Please COMMENT!}
Friday, November 16, 2012
Chapter 17
The house was silent. Every light was off. Upstairs, Nic lay awake in weary and fear. It was cold and lonely. Nothing was the same. Still no Safaree and her phone didn't ring. (ayeee barz.) For some odd reason, something in the back of her mind kept telling her to try that strange number to see if anyone would respond.
The phone sat near her on the bed. Nicki mentally debated if she really wanted to make a move or to leave it alone. Giving it a try, she reached for her phone and sat up, moving her messy hair out of the way. The number was locked under the messages still so she began to think of what to say....
Her:
...what do you want from me?
Nic took a deep breath and pressed send, hoping for a response. Her body began to quiver a bit from being extremely nervous. After waiting for about 20 mins, a reply came back to the phone.
#23571:
You'll see...
[What...?] She didn't bother to respond but it left her thinking. Whatever was to come her way, she would have to just expect the unexpected.
-----
2 weeks left until the launch of Nicki's very first solo WORLD TOUR kicking off in Australia really soon. With all of the creative meetings, important meetings and rehearsals, she had to find a away to maintain everything and risking doing all of these things by herself. Luckily, TT and Candice would be by her side at this stressing time.
DAY 1:
"Okay now 5, 6, 7, 8! & Boom, Pow! Dun Dun Da!" The pitchy sound of Laurieann's voice sounded over "Whip It" in the background. Nicki and her dancers were rehearsing for the first show. Nic followed the very dance steps with Laurieann as she practiced them in the mirror, and making mental notes to herself on what needed to be improved.
"From the top guys! 5, 6, 7, 8!" Laurieann stood by Nicki and went over her stunts and moves with her to make sure she got it down. As Nic was coming into a turn, she halted too quick which made her stumble a bit. Lau caught her before she fell over.
"Whoaa..you okay, mama?" Lau asked her sounding concerned.
Nicki stood back up straight and fixed her hair, "Yeah im fine." She jerked away from Laurieann, feeling a bit of embarrassed and stood back in her place. Lau was a bit surprised at her sudden actions but left it alone.
"The next part, Nic, you're gonna walk to this end of the stage and go Dun D-dan dah dah dah. Just like that. You're barbz are gonna go wild!"
"Okay....I gottit." It was getting hotter, the more she sweated the more irritated and uncomfortable she was becoming. Sara and Tiff came up beside her and did their 8-counts. As Nicki turned around, she accidentally bumped into Tiff.
"Wow. Sorry Babe." Nic moved to the other side of Tiff and continued up the stairs to the male dancers.
"Good! Good! Thereee Ya Go, Nic!" Laurieann cheered on watching her from offstage.
Jae and George grabbed her then spun her around. When they put her down she lost balance and busted her ass.
"Did you just fuckin drop me?!"
"...No-No it's okay you just landed wrong, Nic." George said helping her back up.
"NO THE FUCK I DIDN'T." She snapped and pushed them away and came back down off the stage.
"Is everything okay?" Lau asked, approaching Nicki.
"No. Stop the music. Stop the music. I...I can't. This isn't working." you could hear the tone in her voice that she wasn't happy.
"What's wrong?" Lau pulled her aside to talk to her.
"I'm just not feelin it. I'm sorry I need a break."
"Okay....okay...Um-" Lau repeatedly nodded her head.
"You know what. Count me out. I'm going home, you guys can do the rest. I can't do this right now. It'll be better tomorrow, I promise." she held her forehead as if a headache was forming. Everyone watched in silence as she grabbed her water, jacket and keys and stormed out.
It was an awkward moment for everyone. They had no other choice but to continue without her. Practice was practice no matter if she was there or not. Rehearsals still had to go on.
On her way home, she picked up her phone to try to call Safaree. She still hadn't heard from him ever since the Drake incident. The phone rung and rung but no answer. Instead, it went to his voicemail. Nicki hung up and called again. Voicemail. Now she was at a panic to desperately hear his voice, hoping he was okay. Each time she called again, more tension would build up in her. Heavy breathing, and shaking, and close on edge. Nic had enough.
"Yo this is F1, if I missed ya call that's because I'm too busy gettin money nigga! I might getcha muhdda to call back. BRRRAP!"
"SAFAREE! Please answer your phone! ..........I...I'm really worried about you. Please. I need you back at home. I honestly can't do this by myself. I really need you. Help me out, come on. Can we just put th-" the phone went BEEEEEEP as she was talking. A tear escaped her eye as she hung up the phone, looking back up at the road. When she wiped her tears away, something caught her eye. In her rear-view mirror, stood a woman at a bus stop she was passing up. Not just any ordinary woman, but a woman who somehow caught Nicki's attention with that look in her eyes like the other strangers she once came face to face with, did. The woman compelled Nic to keep her eyes on her as she drove further away, so that Nic wouldn't pay attention to the road.
Suddenly, her phone went off like an alarm. The loud noise startled her. [Shit! where did my phone go?] The phone fell off her lap and onto the floor by her foot. Maintaining to drive without looking up for the moment, she reached her best to feel for it around her legs. When she grabbed it, she quickly glanced back at the road for a sec then back into the rear-view mirror and saw the woman smirk at her, but this time black smoke arose around her. Her eyes followed where the black smoke was coming from and spotted something that appeared to be a huge fire and more clouds of black arising slowly. Couldn't quite make out what happen until Nicki searched and looked more above in the mirror to see a huge plane on fire on the same road she was driving on.
"OH MY GOD!" The plane crash resembled the same one she witnessed months ago. Everything about it looked all too familiar to her. Nic turned her head back up to the road ahead of her and let out a loud scream when she saw a little boy walk in front of her car. She stopped immediately to not hit him as he didn't even notice a car was coming his way. The little boy never once looked up, yet kept walking. Nicki watched the little boy walk off into a tall grassy area on the side of the road. Her heart was racing too fast. Trying to avoid a heart or panic attack, she attempted calm down.
Nic realized that everything she had just saw, didn't even occur. These strange encounters and flashbacks were becoming too real for reality. The fact that she was only hallucinating was the bad part about it. Luckily, it didnt make her cause an accident or have a human notice who she was driving that way. The car was on the side of the road, only 20 mins away from her home in Malibu yet she really needed to get herself together before she fled off.
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Meanwhile...
"Look Safaree, I don't mind you staying here. I just don't need you down like this for long." Shaneqwa, Safaree's baby sister, told him as she set a snapple on the table near him and sat next to him. Safaree was staying with her in Jersey for awhile until his new apartment was ready to go back in LA. After he departed from Nicki, he decided to get him a new place to stay for and start his VVS business.
Alot of things he thought over daily gave him a headache. At this point, Never did he want to hear, see, think even speak to Nicki for the that fact of the matter. Too much was going on and strange things were getting out of hand. It had to stop somewhere. SB went the following day after the incident and disconnected his phone. Meaning no contact from NO ONE. There was peace at hand now that he was with his sister. If anyone besides his mother, Shaneqwa was the one he'd pour his most inner deep feelings to.
"Thanks lil sis. I uhh.. appreciate it." SB sat up on her couch and reached for his snapple. Shaneqwa took his hand and gave him a genuine smile followed by a worried look. He noticed and finished his sip of the snapple.
"What's the matter?"
"......Nothing...just...I'm a little surprised."
"About what?"
"This whole situation...I mean...It doesn't sound right. But a GUN tho, Deuce?" (his childhood nickname)
"I had to show dat nigga one way or da other!" Safaree shrugged.
"NO! but you know that wasn't the smart thing to do! AND you threaten niggas in front of a WOMAN too?! Mama taught us better than that, mannn." She raised her voice at him and shook her head in shame.
Gali didn't say anything further. His sister was right and he knew it was wrong but at that moment he reacted to the situation, 2 fucks were not giving. SB sat back on the couch and ran his hands over his face, trying to clear his mind from everything.
---
Dr. McGasky:
New Meeting Thursday at 6:45pm. I have new info to share with you.
Ms. Maraj:
Will do.
"What is it? Was it him???" Candi looked at Nicki anxiously, trying to give her hope.
"....No. Just a meeting message. I gotta go see about this 'new info' *sigh* Hopefully it'll help me out...." Nic bit at her nail just thinking what it could possibly be.
"Girl what did we all tell you about going out around here by yaself?! Ugh. You'on never fuckin listen witcha hard-headed ass! From now on, you're staying home unless its REALLY crucial. Creeps are after you and you're wondering why whoever they are wont leave you alone." Candi got up in moved over to the floor by Nicki and sat.
"You know what I found extremely scary tho?" Nic said staring into space.
"What....?" TT and Candi said in unison.
"That....NO one...not even law enforcement can...help and protect ne from these people...I-I-I mean....why did it have to...be...be ME, T....I..." Tears began pouring down her cheeks. TT held her arms out for her as Nicki sobbed onto her shoulder.
The only sounds you heard were of Nic's soft cries muffled. It was times like this Nicki appreciated friends like Tyesha and Candice because they were there to comfort her through all her troubles. Sadly there wasn't that other best friend there to hold her close and give her comfort like they couldn't. It just wasn't the same.
They wiped her tears away and gave her tissue. The puffiness of her eyes were swolen and her nose was red. Nic began to pout as she continued to sit on TT's lap like a big baby.
"Nic, babe you look so tired." Candi sounded concerned.
"I.....*sigh* I am." Nicki ran her tiny hand over the side of her face.
"Tuh. Oh TRUST me hun. You NEED sleep. You're starting to see shit and I'm getting worried." TT cradled her and tried to rock her to sleep.
"I just don't understand why they're after ME and why isn't anybody doing anything about it. I have to literally have like 50 bodyguards to..escort me to my own fuckin kitchen?! Its ridiculous! I don't like being surrounded by too many. I have a private life. But you saw what happened to those celebrities down the line who has been stalked DOWNEEEE by weirdos, psychopaths, insane, crazy humans and then wind up dead! Can't trust no one no more. Never would I thought I'd be a target but....Yeah. I'm terrified for my life. And NOW the one person that promised me nothing would happen to me has given up on it all beacuse they said I lied and CHEATED on them."
"WHAT! with who????"
"Aubrey."
"HA! So he would actually believe that??? Wow."
"No the fact that he FORCED Drake to deadass spill some tea about our date and almost got me hurt."
Candi's eyes grew wide in shock. "Well what happen at the date?!?!"
"It's very quite confusing and hard to explain but......I promise once I figure it all out, I'll tell all." She said biting at the corner of her lips.
"Oh no, Nic. That doesn't sound like news good at all..."
".............He pulled out a gun on Drake." She almost regretted saying it.
They both gasped in total awe.
"The fuck it get THAT serious for?! It was JUST a date, right?!"
"..Yeeeah....but..."
"Cookie you did NOT give him the cookies....."
Nicki was silent.
They both gasped once more.
"NO! It was more like...l-...like a umm..."
"In-the-moment type thing?" TT asked in wonder.
"No-"
"-Quickies?!" Candice cut her off.
"NO, I-"
"Tease & Squeeze?" She tried guessing again.
"DATE-RAPE!" Nicki blurted out in frustration.
The room became silent. Tears were forming in Nic's eyes. She didn't mean for it to be blurted out but now she was embarassed it had even slipped out her mouth. Whatever Drake really wanted to believe he did to/with her wasn't exactly how Nicki saw it. Although, the last part of their night together still couldn't be remembered, it kinda made all sense. But why would he stoop that low to hurt a loved one? Did he mean it? Was it a terrible mistake due to a bad case of the Alcohol he wanted her to drink? Whatever it was she knew what he did was WAY out of his league.
Before she knew it, the tears started back up and glided down her red-puffed face. "Wuhh kindza perzon wouldzu that to szomeone dey luhhhhved?!" she cried out, slurring her words. In honesty, Nic really prayed she would forget everything about that night but bringing it back up with her friends made her realize the revealing truth. It had finally hit her. No wonder Aubrey couldn't directly tell nor explain to her what he really did.
"Oh my goddddd!!! Why didn't you tell us sooner all of this shit happened to you?!" Candice hands were shaking as she took Nic's hands into hers.
"....Because I was so busy saving that nigga's LIFE from Safaree poppin one through his head. Yet he sat there and ALMOST told Safaree that EYE caused us to have sex after our date. Now he's gone in hiding and so is Safaree."
"Nic this shit is deeper than I thought, pauz. This some real shit. Like REAL as shit! Do you know how DANGEROUS shit is becoming?!"
"YES! YES I DO! And HE'S not here to protect me all because he believed I was cheating and that all of this other 'creepy shit' is unreal! I'm going through hell on EARTH right now & in any moment I could be gone! Right now all I have is my life, you guys, my barbz & my bodyguards to keep me here and alive!" Tension arose in her as she began to rant through her cries. "MY LIFE'S. AT. RISK. &. NO ONE. CAN SAVE ME?!" pounding her liddle fists into her other hand.
"Look Nic, we're not going anywhere from now on. Even If it means staying here to protect you by ourseleves, thats what friends are for. We don't need to lose you and that nigga will realize its not a game. Trust ne he'll come to his senses. We're keeping an eye on you and not letting you out of our sight." TT promised her.
"Wow...to go through bizarre shit like this and not have it the media is tough. Praying it doesn't anyway." Candi stared at particularly nothing. "Oh and Drake WILL get his....trust."
"Guys...please don't tell my mother. She's the absolute LAST person that needs to know ANYTHING about this. That's why I haven't spoke to her in a while." Nic sat up and looked at them in weary.
"Gotcha. So what about this tour? You don't have very much time....what are you going to do....?"
Before answering that, a long thought ran across her mind on deciding what was more important and what was best for her and her fans....Her heart ached at the only decision she had to go with.
"....I have no other choice.." she gulped her words down in fear. Would she really risk her life for this tour for her barbz?
The phone sat near her on the bed. Nicki mentally debated if she really wanted to make a move or to leave it alone. Giving it a try, she reached for her phone and sat up, moving her messy hair out of the way. The number was locked under the messages still so she began to think of what to say....
Her:
...what do you want from me?
Nic took a deep breath and pressed send, hoping for a response. Her body began to quiver a bit from being extremely nervous. After waiting for about 20 mins, a reply came back to the phone.
#23571:
You'll see...
[What...?] She didn't bother to respond but it left her thinking. Whatever was to come her way, she would have to just expect the unexpected.
-----
2 weeks left until the launch of Nicki's very first solo WORLD TOUR kicking off in Australia really soon. With all of the creative meetings, important meetings and rehearsals, she had to find a away to maintain everything and risking doing all of these things by herself. Luckily, TT and Candice would be by her side at this stressing time.
DAY 1:
"Okay now 5, 6, 7, 8! & Boom, Pow! Dun Dun Da!" The pitchy sound of Laurieann's voice sounded over "Whip It" in the background. Nicki and her dancers were rehearsing for the first show. Nic followed the very dance steps with Laurieann as she practiced them in the mirror, and making mental notes to herself on what needed to be improved.
"From the top guys! 5, 6, 7, 8!" Laurieann stood by Nicki and went over her stunts and moves with her to make sure she got it down. As Nic was coming into a turn, she halted too quick which made her stumble a bit. Lau caught her before she fell over.
"Whoaa..you okay, mama?" Lau asked her sounding concerned.
Nicki stood back up straight and fixed her hair, "Yeah im fine." She jerked away from Laurieann, feeling a bit of embarrassed and stood back in her place. Lau was a bit surprised at her sudden actions but left it alone.
"The next part, Nic, you're gonna walk to this end of the stage and go Dun D-dan dah dah dah. Just like that. You're barbz are gonna go wild!"
"Okay....I gottit." It was getting hotter, the more she sweated the more irritated and uncomfortable she was becoming. Sara and Tiff came up beside her and did their 8-counts. As Nicki turned around, she accidentally bumped into Tiff.
"Wow. Sorry Babe." Nic moved to the other side of Tiff and continued up the stairs to the male dancers.
"Good! Good! Thereee Ya Go, Nic!" Laurieann cheered on watching her from offstage.
Jae and George grabbed her then spun her around. When they put her down she lost balance and busted her ass.
"Did you just fuckin drop me?!"
"...No-No it's okay you just landed wrong, Nic." George said helping her back up.
"NO THE FUCK I DIDN'T." She snapped and pushed them away and came back down off the stage.
"Is everything okay?" Lau asked, approaching Nicki.
"No. Stop the music. Stop the music. I...I can't. This isn't working." you could hear the tone in her voice that she wasn't happy.
"What's wrong?" Lau pulled her aside to talk to her.
"I'm just not feelin it. I'm sorry I need a break."
"Okay....okay...Um-" Lau repeatedly nodded her head.
"You know what. Count me out. I'm going home, you guys can do the rest. I can't do this right now. It'll be better tomorrow, I promise." she held her forehead as if a headache was forming. Everyone watched in silence as she grabbed her water, jacket and keys and stormed out.
It was an awkward moment for everyone. They had no other choice but to continue without her. Practice was practice no matter if she was there or not. Rehearsals still had to go on.
On her way home, she picked up her phone to try to call Safaree. She still hadn't heard from him ever since the Drake incident. The phone rung and rung but no answer. Instead, it went to his voicemail. Nicki hung up and called again. Voicemail. Now she was at a panic to desperately hear his voice, hoping he was okay. Each time she called again, more tension would build up in her. Heavy breathing, and shaking, and close on edge. Nic had enough.
"Yo this is F1, if I missed ya call that's because I'm too busy gettin money nigga! I might getcha muhdda to call back. BRRRAP!"
"SAFAREE! Please answer your phone! ..........I...I'm really worried about you. Please. I need you back at home. I honestly can't do this by myself. I really need you. Help me out, come on. Can we just put th-" the phone went BEEEEEEP as she was talking. A tear escaped her eye as she hung up the phone, looking back up at the road. When she wiped her tears away, something caught her eye. In her rear-view mirror, stood a woman at a bus stop she was passing up. Not just any ordinary woman, but a woman who somehow caught Nicki's attention with that look in her eyes like the other strangers she once came face to face with, did. The woman compelled Nic to keep her eyes on her as she drove further away, so that Nic wouldn't pay attention to the road.
Suddenly, her phone went off like an alarm. The loud noise startled her. [Shit! where did my phone go?] The phone fell off her lap and onto the floor by her foot. Maintaining to drive without looking up for the moment, she reached her best to feel for it around her legs. When she grabbed it, she quickly glanced back at the road for a sec then back into the rear-view mirror and saw the woman smirk at her, but this time black smoke arose around her. Her eyes followed where the black smoke was coming from and spotted something that appeared to be a huge fire and more clouds of black arising slowly. Couldn't quite make out what happen until Nicki searched and looked more above in the mirror to see a huge plane on fire on the same road she was driving on.
"OH MY GOD!" The plane crash resembled the same one she witnessed months ago. Everything about it looked all too familiar to her. Nic turned her head back up to the road ahead of her and let out a loud scream when she saw a little boy walk in front of her car. She stopped immediately to not hit him as he didn't even notice a car was coming his way. The little boy never once looked up, yet kept walking. Nicki watched the little boy walk off into a tall grassy area on the side of the road. Her heart was racing too fast. Trying to avoid a heart or panic attack, she attempted calm down.
Nic realized that everything she had just saw, didn't even occur. These strange encounters and flashbacks were becoming too real for reality. The fact that she was only hallucinating was the bad part about it. Luckily, it didnt make her cause an accident or have a human notice who she was driving that way. The car was on the side of the road, only 20 mins away from her home in Malibu yet she really needed to get herself together before she fled off.
---
Meanwhile...
"Look Safaree, I don't mind you staying here. I just don't need you down like this for long." Shaneqwa, Safaree's baby sister, told him as she set a snapple on the table near him and sat next to him. Safaree was staying with her in Jersey for awhile until his new apartment was ready to go back in LA. After he departed from Nicki, he decided to get him a new place to stay for and start his VVS business.
Alot of things he thought over daily gave him a headache. At this point, Never did he want to hear, see, think even speak to Nicki for the that fact of the matter. Too much was going on and strange things were getting out of hand. It had to stop somewhere. SB went the following day after the incident and disconnected his phone. Meaning no contact from NO ONE. There was peace at hand now that he was with his sister. If anyone besides his mother, Shaneqwa was the one he'd pour his most inner deep feelings to.
"Thanks lil sis. I uhh.. appreciate it." SB sat up on her couch and reached for his snapple. Shaneqwa took his hand and gave him a genuine smile followed by a worried look. He noticed and finished his sip of the snapple.
"What's the matter?"
"......Nothing...just...I'm a little surprised."
"About what?"
"This whole situation...I mean...It doesn't sound right. But a GUN tho, Deuce?" (his childhood nickname)
"I had to show dat nigga one way or da other!" Safaree shrugged.
"NO! but you know that wasn't the smart thing to do! AND you threaten niggas in front of a WOMAN too?! Mama taught us better than that, mannn." She raised her voice at him and shook her head in shame.
Gali didn't say anything further. His sister was right and he knew it was wrong but at that moment he reacted to the situation, 2 fucks were not giving. SB sat back on the couch and ran his hands over his face, trying to clear his mind from everything.
---
Dr. McGasky:
New Meeting Thursday at 6:45pm. I have new info to share with you.
Ms. Maraj:
Will do.
"What is it? Was it him???" Candi looked at Nicki anxiously, trying to give her hope.
"....No. Just a meeting message. I gotta go see about this 'new info' *sigh* Hopefully it'll help me out...." Nic bit at her nail just thinking what it could possibly be.
"Girl what did we all tell you about going out around here by yaself?! Ugh. You'on never fuckin listen witcha hard-headed ass! From now on, you're staying home unless its REALLY crucial. Creeps are after you and you're wondering why whoever they are wont leave you alone." Candi got up in moved over to the floor by Nicki and sat.
"You know what I found extremely scary tho?" Nic said staring into space.
"What....?" TT and Candi said in unison.
"That....NO one...not even law enforcement can...help and protect ne from these people...I-I-I mean....why did it have to...be...be ME, T....I..." Tears began pouring down her cheeks. TT held her arms out for her as Nicki sobbed onto her shoulder.
The only sounds you heard were of Nic's soft cries muffled. It was times like this Nicki appreciated friends like Tyesha and Candice because they were there to comfort her through all her troubles. Sadly there wasn't that other best friend there to hold her close and give her comfort like they couldn't. It just wasn't the same.
They wiped her tears away and gave her tissue. The puffiness of her eyes were swolen and her nose was red. Nic began to pout as she continued to sit on TT's lap like a big baby.
"Nic, babe you look so tired." Candi sounded concerned.
"I.....*sigh* I am." Nicki ran her tiny hand over the side of her face.
"Tuh. Oh TRUST me hun. You NEED sleep. You're starting to see shit and I'm getting worried." TT cradled her and tried to rock her to sleep.
"I just don't understand why they're after ME and why isn't anybody doing anything about it. I have to literally have like 50 bodyguards to..escort me to my own fuckin kitchen?! Its ridiculous! I don't like being surrounded by too many. I have a private life. But you saw what happened to those celebrities down the line who has been stalked DOWNEEEE by weirdos, psychopaths, insane, crazy humans and then wind up dead! Can't trust no one no more. Never would I thought I'd be a target but....Yeah. I'm terrified for my life. And NOW the one person that promised me nothing would happen to me has given up on it all beacuse they said I lied and CHEATED on them."
"WHAT! with who????"
"Aubrey."
"HA! So he would actually believe that??? Wow."
"No the fact that he FORCED Drake to deadass spill some tea about our date and almost got me hurt."
Candi's eyes grew wide in shock. "Well what happen at the date?!?!"
"It's very quite confusing and hard to explain but......I promise once I figure it all out, I'll tell all." She said biting at the corner of her lips.
"Oh no, Nic. That doesn't sound like news good at all..."
".............He pulled out a gun on Drake." She almost regretted saying it.
They both gasped in total awe.
"The fuck it get THAT serious for?! It was JUST a date, right?!"
"..Yeeeah....but..."
"Cookie you did NOT give him the cookies....."
Nicki was silent.
They both gasped once more.
"NO! It was more like...l-...like a umm..."
"In-the-moment type thing?" TT asked in wonder.
"No-"
"-Quickies?!" Candice cut her off.
"NO, I-"
"Tease & Squeeze?" She tried guessing again.
"DATE-RAPE!" Nicki blurted out in frustration.
The room became silent. Tears were forming in Nic's eyes. She didn't mean for it to be blurted out but now she was embarassed it had even slipped out her mouth. Whatever Drake really wanted to believe he did to/with her wasn't exactly how Nicki saw it. Although, the last part of their night together still couldn't be remembered, it kinda made all sense. But why would he stoop that low to hurt a loved one? Did he mean it? Was it a terrible mistake due to a bad case of the Alcohol he wanted her to drink? Whatever it was she knew what he did was WAY out of his league.
Before she knew it, the tears started back up and glided down her red-puffed face. "Wuhh kindza perzon wouldzu that to szomeone dey luhhhhved?!" she cried out, slurring her words. In honesty, Nic really prayed she would forget everything about that night but bringing it back up with her friends made her realize the revealing truth. It had finally hit her. No wonder Aubrey couldn't directly tell nor explain to her what he really did.
"Oh my goddddd!!! Why didn't you tell us sooner all of this shit happened to you?!" Candice hands were shaking as she took Nic's hands into hers.
"....Because I was so busy saving that nigga's LIFE from Safaree poppin one through his head. Yet he sat there and ALMOST told Safaree that EYE caused us to have sex after our date. Now he's gone in hiding and so is Safaree."
"Nic this shit is deeper than I thought, pauz. This some real shit. Like REAL as shit! Do you know how DANGEROUS shit is becoming?!"
"YES! YES I DO! And HE'S not here to protect me all because he believed I was cheating and that all of this other 'creepy shit' is unreal! I'm going through hell on EARTH right now & in any moment I could be gone! Right now all I have is my life, you guys, my barbz & my bodyguards to keep me here and alive!" Tension arose in her as she began to rant through her cries. "MY LIFE'S. AT. RISK. &. NO ONE. CAN SAVE ME?!" pounding her liddle fists into her other hand.
"Look Nic, we're not going anywhere from now on. Even If it means staying here to protect you by ourseleves, thats what friends are for. We don't need to lose you and that nigga will realize its not a game. Trust ne he'll come to his senses. We're keeping an eye on you and not letting you out of our sight." TT promised her.
"Wow...to go through bizarre shit like this and not have it the media is tough. Praying it doesn't anyway." Candi stared at particularly nothing. "Oh and Drake WILL get his....trust."
"Guys...please don't tell my mother. She's the absolute LAST person that needs to know ANYTHING about this. That's why I haven't spoke to her in a while." Nic sat up and looked at them in weary.
"Gotcha. So what about this tour? You don't have very much time....what are you going to do....?"
Before answering that, a long thought ran across her mind on deciding what was more important and what was best for her and her fans....Her heart ached at the only decision she had to go with.
"....I have no other choice.." she gulped her words down in fear. Would she really risk her life for this tour for her barbz?
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Chapter 16
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She took a few steps forward but SB stopped her in her tracks.
"I swear to God if you move."
Nicki didn't even know how to began to commence the predicament. She was speechless and her body was stiff.
"N-Nic don't let him do this, please. I-I'm s-" Drake was trembling in fear.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP."
"Wait, Safaree...Think about what you're doing...." Nic held her hands in front of her looking between Drake, Safaree and a gun at Drake's head. He was anticipating to shoot him, so he kept silent and didn't move a muscle.
"L-look! It's not even that serious! JUST STOP!" Nic cried out.
"HELL NAW! I'm tired of this thirsty ass nigga always trailing around you like he's in DIRE NEED of some shit. Fuck this nigga!"
"It's not even LIKE that! You're getting the wrong idea!"
Drizzy glanced at Nicki and pleaded with his eyes for her not to mention anything about the previous night. If she told...it would be the end of him. She eyed him and saw how vunerable he looked. He was on the verge of being killed and by her opening her mouth, it would mean she didn't care.
More tears escaped her eyes as she didn't know what to do or say. Nic was terrified that if she or Drake said anything to set Safaree off, he would pull the trigger. Nicki slowly stepped forward closer to the two men, carefully looking into Gali's eyes.
Safaree kept the gun at his head and scrutinized Nicki.
"Safaree....put...the gun..DOWN." She gritted through her teeth.
"Don't you DARE come closer, I'll shoot this nigga!"
She halted in her steps again and gave him a devious look. "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND?! You're about to KILL him! Do you realize what you're doing right now?!"
"I know EXACTLY what I'm doin! I'm about to end this nigga life, that's WHAT!" SB pressed the gun harder on his temple while yelling.
Drake cringed and shut his eyes, still not saying a word.
"Look. How about you just tell me before you regret this..." Nicki calmly said.
"How about you tell me what's going?"
"WITH WHAT?! What did I do?!"
"YOU FUCKIN LIED TO ME! YOU LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING, NIC! You think all this shit was a joke, huh?!" SB was livid.
"What are you even TALKING about?!?!"
"Ever since the plane crash, yo ass been actin strange all of a sudden. First it was the calls....then the people...then the texts. You asked me to protect you for a reason but.....how am I suppose to when you were hiding shit from me? I knew it was this nigga all along...."
Her eyes shot big and she froze at that last part. She gave him a confused look and spoke up. "Excuse Me???"
"You wanna sit here and lie in my gotdamn face about you 'seein shit' and put me through all this BULLSHIT to throw me off. Hiding this nigga behind my back. You must've had this muhfucka callin 'Unknown'...ain't sayin shit when I be around. This bitch nigga gotchu fuckin with MY emotions nshit. Puttin on this act and playin the VICTIM. Tuh...LaGuardia taught you well."
"Wait a minute...WHERE the fuck are you getting all this from?! Why would I lie to you about some shit like that, Safaree?!"
"Nicki. Tonight's not the night to play me. I've been played enough. I'm sick of this shit."
"SOMEONE is after me, for God's Sake! They've been after me since DAY FUCKING ONE. I simply asked you to protect me and now you think I'M acting strange because YOU believe I'm cheating on you??? That's the DUMBEST shit I've ever heard."
Aubrey's heart dropped. He looked carefully up at Nic then back to the ground. He became nervous.
"Onika, you better give me a fucking explanation on why you didn't come home last night. I trusted you would be home before anything crazy happened. I ain't neva been so damn worried in my life....Mmh. Do YOU know why she aint come home last night???" Safaree forced the gun to his head again, turning to look in front of him.
Drake didn't say anything. Instead he only heard his heartbeat racing time.
There was a complete silence in the room and tension was within the 3 of them. Drake silenty prayed over and over in his head that nothing would be revealed.
"Somebody betta explain some shit to me before this bullet is released!" Safaree disrupted the silence.
"....Can you please just let him go?" Nicki said just above a whisper.
"T-th-this is all a misunderstanding..." Drizzy finally spoke up.
SB cocked the gun and nudged his head again.
"LET HIM EXPLAIN!" Nic yelled out.
At this point it was do or die. Someone had to spill before it turned into a murder case. Time was ticking and there wasn't much left because SB was on a thin line. He was fed up of the lies and craziness Nicki was putting him through. But was she really lying about everything?
Scaff awaited a confession from Drake.
He gave up and confessed.
"Look man, we went on our date and had a good time. We made a toast to Nic's first world tour starting soon, sat back and had a couple of drinks and laughed. It was getting a little late so we needed to go home. You know how she gets when she's dr-" Drake got carried away chuckling back at the memory of Nicki being drunk the previous night.
"SAFAREE. I need to talk to you...." Nicki interrupted Drake swiftly before he finished. She widened her eyes at him giving him a 'What the fuck are you doing?!' look. [I can't believe this nigga was finna rat on me!]
There was a short silence.
"No-no...Let this nigga finish his story. I wanna know more." He tightened his grip around the gun & prepared his finger on the trigger.
"But I really need to talk to you!"
"Did You touch her?" he ignored her, looking down at Drake.
Nic's heart jolted at his sudden question.
"Man W-WHAT?! Whatchu mean did I touc-"
"DID YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER OR NOT?!"
"SAFAREE! STOP!!!"
Aub rised up out of his seat, stanfing face to face with SB.
"Shoot me."
"Put the gun down..." She looked between the two.
They had a stare down. Safaree was tempted and Drake waited.
"Please don't do this. It's not worth it."
"Try me nigga."
She slowly inched up to SB and placed one hand behind his neck. He looked into her weary eyes and frowned. Her tears fell as she stared into his eyes. The tension in Gali's body was building as she lowered his hand down. Drake was on the verge of retaliating as he saw what utterly disgusted him. When the gun was put down, she held it and forced SB into the kitchen. He glanced back at Drizzy with a devilish look.
"Muthafucka, If you leave, you better BELIEVE Ima fuck you up." (pauz)
"Tuh. Yeah right."
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The two sat down in Drake's kitchen. It was nearing 10pm. Nic sat the gun on the table out of the way and ran her tiny hands over her face in distraught. Safaree sat silently and waited.
"Whyyyy are you doing this, Faree? Why to meee?" Nic whispered and cried holding on to one of his hands from across the table.
"So you takin up for dis nigga now??"
"Safaree! Please tell me what you're talking about!"
"You really don't get it do you?"
She was addled.
"I knew trying this love thing out with you wouldn't work out. I....I love you but...I just don't understand what I did wrong to make you do this to me...."
A sharp feeling hit Nicki inside, she felt she knew what was coming but didn't want to believe he was about to say it.
"I love you as a best friend.....and I believe it should stay like that. Like the way it used to be."
"No no no Safaree, baby listen, I-I-I was going to tell you about the txts I was just afraid on how you-" Nicki was getting choked up.
"Ion wanna hear dat shit, Nic. Look. I need some space....some time to think. I'm finna get my own place....I can't deal with this shit. I'-"
She jumped up and sobbed in his face holding onto him with dear life, not wanting him to go. She couldn't apprehend all of this at once. "Please Safaree, Pleeeeease! You can't leave me here by myself! Why aren't you believing me?! Please stay! Don't leave me! What if something happens?"
Nic grabbed his arm as he got up leaving. Her tiny body couldn't fight him to stop from escaping. She pleaded and he ignored her, pushing her away. When they entered back through the bedroom, Drake was gone.
"That son of bitch." Safaree stormed out of the house to his car. She paused and glanced around the room and began to panic.
"Oh shit...." she said under her breath.
The start of his car roared outside. When the car backed out of the driveway, tiny footsteps charged after car. SB zipped away only leaving dust behind. Nic missed him by a couple of seconds. Now with no one in the house, she was left alone.
Drake was no where to be found, so she tried to text him.
Nic:
Whr r u????
No response.
Nic tried calling him.
Voicemail.
In the house, she sat back at the table and thought. [Okay, Nic. Just calm down. Theres not enough time left to be down. You have to be strong. Who knows where Safaree could be, hopefully Aubrey is safe.]
"I just need to go home."
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On the way home, it was silent. HB could've sworn she was going crazy, trying to really figure out where she went wrong with the situation. All she wanted was peace and for Safaree to have an understanding. Never did she mean for it to go this far with just one tiny secret. Luckily, the ALL tea didn't get spilled all over the floor.
[*long sigh* Alright...I-I'm gonna go home. I'm gonna wash up. Prepare for these next two weeks. He'll.....he'll come back soon. I know he will. I'll just have to be strong.]
"Oh my GOD I can't believe this is happening right now!" she hit her steering will in frustration.
[No. Maybe he was right.....maybe...maybe it is Aubrey behind this........Nahhhh. He wouldn't do that...would he?]
Nicki pulled into her driveway, ran straight inside and locked the doors. Since Safaree didn't return home, she was in the big home by herself. The security alarm was set, every door and window was locked—[No...no..I don't need to tell anyone right now. I'll just wait for him to come back. My barbz'll be praying for me. They're okay. They'll understand, I'm working. Mother will do the same. I can do this. I still have my entourage. My security. I'm okay. Nicki you're okay.]—then went upstairs.
She walked into the bathroom and disrobed immediately. The water began running in the tub. It was set on hot enough for her to relax and rethink this entire situation.
Before Nicki climbed into the tub she couldn't help but check her phone once more.
Baby:
Faree come home...pls
Nic waited for 3mins and didn't receive a reply.
"UGHH!" more frustration boiled through her veins.
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@NICKIMINAJ:
Barbz...i luv u. Trust. xoxoxoxo #PinkFridayTour
Nicki sat in bed and read through her TL. Being away from the barbz was hurting her because of the drama that had all happened over the course of 2 months now. They really didn't need to hear about their fav being in danger. Sure the barbz missed her but Nicki didn't want to put them through her personal problems. And The media was NOT about to get invloved. There was no correct way to approach it because eveything was happening unexpectedly. With the creep still out there trying damage her, her only extinct was to have massive security and to not be alone.
Well the security part worked out....
Guessing SB made it quite clear he needed space. It seemed like HB wouldn't hear from him anymore that night. She prayed that he was at least safe and that Drake was okay. To be honest, the creep could be anyone out there trying to hurt her. But who did she believe?
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She took a few steps forward but SB stopped her in her tracks.
"I swear to God if you move."
Nicki didn't even know how to began to commence the predicament. She was speechless and her body was stiff.
"N-Nic don't let him do this, please. I-I'm s-" Drake was trembling in fear.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP."
"Wait, Safaree...Think about what you're doing...." Nic held her hands in front of her looking between Drake, Safaree and a gun at Drake's head. He was anticipating to shoot him, so he kept silent and didn't move a muscle.
"L-look! It's not even that serious! JUST STOP!" Nic cried out.
"HELL NAW! I'm tired of this thirsty ass nigga always trailing around you like he's in DIRE NEED of some shit. Fuck this nigga!"
"It's not even LIKE that! You're getting the wrong idea!"
Drizzy glanced at Nicki and pleaded with his eyes for her not to mention anything about the previous night. If she told...it would be the end of him. She eyed him and saw how vunerable he looked. He was on the verge of being killed and by her opening her mouth, it would mean she didn't care.
More tears escaped her eyes as she didn't know what to do or say. Nic was terrified that if she or Drake said anything to set Safaree off, he would pull the trigger. Nicki slowly stepped forward closer to the two men, carefully looking into Gali's eyes.
Safaree kept the gun at his head and scrutinized Nicki.
"Safaree....put...the gun..DOWN." She gritted through her teeth.
"Don't you DARE come closer, I'll shoot this nigga!"
She halted in her steps again and gave him a devious look. "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND?! You're about to KILL him! Do you realize what you're doing right now?!"
"I know EXACTLY what I'm doin! I'm about to end this nigga life, that's WHAT!" SB pressed the gun harder on his temple while yelling.
Drake cringed and shut his eyes, still not saying a word.
"Look. How about you just tell me before you regret this..." Nicki calmly said.
"How about you tell me what's going?"
"WITH WHAT?! What did I do?!"
"YOU FUCKIN LIED TO ME! YOU LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING, NIC! You think all this shit was a joke, huh?!" SB was livid.
"What are you even TALKING about?!?!"
"Ever since the plane crash, yo ass been actin strange all of a sudden. First it was the calls....then the people...then the texts. You asked me to protect you for a reason but.....how am I suppose to when you were hiding shit from me? I knew it was this nigga all along...."
Her eyes shot big and she froze at that last part. She gave him a confused look and spoke up. "Excuse Me???"
"You wanna sit here and lie in my gotdamn face about you 'seein shit' and put me through all this BULLSHIT to throw me off. Hiding this nigga behind my back. You must've had this muhfucka callin 'Unknown'...ain't sayin shit when I be around. This bitch nigga gotchu fuckin with MY emotions nshit. Puttin on this act and playin the VICTIM. Tuh...LaGuardia taught you well."
"Wait a minute...WHERE the fuck are you getting all this from?! Why would I lie to you about some shit like that, Safaree?!"
"Nicki. Tonight's not the night to play me. I've been played enough. I'm sick of this shit."
"SOMEONE is after me, for God's Sake! They've been after me since DAY FUCKING ONE. I simply asked you to protect me and now you think I'M acting strange because YOU believe I'm cheating on you??? That's the DUMBEST shit I've ever heard."
Aubrey's heart dropped. He looked carefully up at Nic then back to the ground. He became nervous.
"Onika, you better give me a fucking explanation on why you didn't come home last night. I trusted you would be home before anything crazy happened. I ain't neva been so damn worried in my life....Mmh. Do YOU know why she aint come home last night???" Safaree forced the gun to his head again, turning to look in front of him.
Drake didn't say anything. Instead he only heard his heartbeat racing time.
There was a complete silence in the room and tension was within the 3 of them. Drake silenty prayed over and over in his head that nothing would be revealed.
"Somebody betta explain some shit to me before this bullet is released!" Safaree disrupted the silence.
"....Can you please just let him go?" Nicki said just above a whisper.
"T-th-this is all a misunderstanding..." Drizzy finally spoke up.
SB cocked the gun and nudged his head again.
"LET HIM EXPLAIN!" Nic yelled out.
At this point it was do or die. Someone had to spill before it turned into a murder case. Time was ticking and there wasn't much left because SB was on a thin line. He was fed up of the lies and craziness Nicki was putting him through. But was she really lying about everything?
Scaff awaited a confession from Drake.
He gave up and confessed.
"Look man, we went on our date and had a good time. We made a toast to Nic's first world tour starting soon, sat back and had a couple of drinks and laughed. It was getting a little late so we needed to go home. You know how she gets when she's dr-" Drake got carried away chuckling back at the memory of Nicki being drunk the previous night.
"SAFAREE. I need to talk to you...." Nicki interrupted Drake swiftly before he finished. She widened her eyes at him giving him a 'What the fuck are you doing?!' look. [I can't believe this nigga was finna rat on me!]
There was a short silence.
"No-no...Let this nigga finish his story. I wanna know more." He tightened his grip around the gun & prepared his finger on the trigger.
"But I really need to talk to you!"
"Did You touch her?" he ignored her, looking down at Drake.
Nic's heart jolted at his sudden question.
"Man W-WHAT?! Whatchu mean did I touc-"
"DID YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER OR NOT?!"
"SAFAREE! STOP!!!"
Aub rised up out of his seat, stanfing face to face with SB.
"Shoot me."
"Put the gun down..." She looked between the two.
They had a stare down. Safaree was tempted and Drake waited.
"Please don't do this. It's not worth it."
"Try me nigga."
She slowly inched up to SB and placed one hand behind his neck. He looked into her weary eyes and frowned. Her tears fell as she stared into his eyes. The tension in Gali's body was building as she lowered his hand down. Drake was on the verge of retaliating as he saw what utterly disgusted him. When the gun was put down, she held it and forced SB into the kitchen. He glanced back at Drizzy with a devilish look.
"Muthafucka, If you leave, you better BELIEVE Ima fuck you up." (pauz)
"Tuh. Yeah right."
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The two sat down in Drake's kitchen. It was nearing 10pm. Nic sat the gun on the table out of the way and ran her tiny hands over her face in distraught. Safaree sat silently and waited.
"Whyyyy are you doing this, Faree? Why to meee?" Nic whispered and cried holding on to one of his hands from across the table.
"So you takin up for dis nigga now??"
"Safaree! Please tell me what you're talking about!"
"You really don't get it do you?"
She was addled.
"I knew trying this love thing out with you wouldn't work out. I....I love you but...I just don't understand what I did wrong to make you do this to me...."
A sharp feeling hit Nicki inside, she felt she knew what was coming but didn't want to believe he was about to say it.
"I love you as a best friend.....and I believe it should stay like that. Like the way it used to be."
"No no no Safaree, baby listen, I-I-I was going to tell you about the txts I was just afraid on how you-" Nicki was getting choked up.
"Ion wanna hear dat shit, Nic. Look. I need some space....some time to think. I'm finna get my own place....I can't deal with this shit. I'-"
She jumped up and sobbed in his face holding onto him with dear life, not wanting him to go. She couldn't apprehend all of this at once. "Please Safaree, Pleeeeease! You can't leave me here by myself! Why aren't you believing me?! Please stay! Don't leave me! What if something happens?"
Nic grabbed his arm as he got up leaving. Her tiny body couldn't fight him to stop from escaping. She pleaded and he ignored her, pushing her away. When they entered back through the bedroom, Drake was gone.
"That son of bitch." Safaree stormed out of the house to his car. She paused and glanced around the room and began to panic.
"Oh shit...." she said under her breath.
The start of his car roared outside. When the car backed out of the driveway, tiny footsteps charged after car. SB zipped away only leaving dust behind. Nic missed him by a couple of seconds. Now with no one in the house, she was left alone.
Drake was no where to be found, so she tried to text him.
Nic:
Whr r u????
No response.
Nic tried calling him.
Voicemail.
In the house, she sat back at the table and thought. [Okay, Nic. Just calm down. Theres not enough time left to be down. You have to be strong. Who knows where Safaree could be, hopefully Aubrey is safe.]
"I just need to go home."
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On the way home, it was silent. HB could've sworn she was going crazy, trying to really figure out where she went wrong with the situation. All she wanted was peace and for Safaree to have an understanding. Never did she mean for it to go this far with just one tiny secret. Luckily, the ALL tea didn't get spilled all over the floor.
[*long sigh* Alright...I-I'm gonna go home. I'm gonna wash up. Prepare for these next two weeks. He'll.....he'll come back soon. I know he will. I'll just have to be strong.]
"Oh my GOD I can't believe this is happening right now!" she hit her steering will in frustration.
[No. Maybe he was right.....maybe...maybe it is Aubrey behind this........Nahhhh. He wouldn't do that...would he?]
Nicki pulled into her driveway, ran straight inside and locked the doors. Since Safaree didn't return home, she was in the big home by herself. The security alarm was set, every door and window was locked—[No...no..I don't need to tell anyone right now. I'll just wait for him to come back. My barbz'll be praying for me. They're okay. They'll understand, I'm working. Mother will do the same. I can do this. I still have my entourage. My security. I'm okay. Nicki you're okay.]—then went upstairs.
She walked into the bathroom and disrobed immediately. The water began running in the tub. It was set on hot enough for her to relax and rethink this entire situation.
Before Nicki climbed into the tub she couldn't help but check her phone once more.
Baby:
Faree come home...pls
Nic waited for 3mins and didn't receive a reply.
"UGHH!" more frustration boiled through her veins.
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@NICKIMINAJ:
Barbz...i luv u. Trust. xoxoxoxo #PinkFridayTour
Nicki sat in bed and read through her TL. Being away from the barbz was hurting her because of the drama that had all happened over the course of 2 months now. They really didn't need to hear about their fav being in danger. Sure the barbz missed her but Nicki didn't want to put them through her personal problems. And The media was NOT about to get invloved. There was no correct way to approach it because eveything was happening unexpectedly. With the creep still out there trying damage her, her only extinct was to have massive security and to not be alone.
Well the security part worked out....
Guessing SB made it quite clear he needed space. It seemed like HB wouldn't hear from him anymore that night. She prayed that he was at least safe and that Drake was okay. To be honest, the creep could be anyone out there trying to hurt her. But who did she believe?
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