"Essssssss Beeeeeeeee......"
There was a faint whisper in his left ear.
"Essssssssssss Beeeeeeeeee...."
He heard a small moan in his right.
"Waaaaake uuuuuuuup" he felt against his lips.
He stirred a bit and felt his bed was wet. Then he begin to hear seductive laughter from 3 voices.
Safaree turned his head from left to right, fighting the forbidden noises he heard through his sleep.
When they became louder and louder, he jumped up and tried to catch his breath.
He looked all around him and saw no one. His hand hit his chest as he was in relief he was only dreaming. All the sweat he drenched in was now a puddle soaked on his pillow.
It was 1am and Safaree was hearing things.
"I need some water." he got up and stopped at the bathroom first to release himself. As soon as he turned around the corner to go to the kitchen he was stopped by the girl he had encounters with back in Australia.
"WHAT THE FUCK"
"Shhhhh....."
"L-Look I don't know how you got in here b-but please d-"
"Oh you hush silly boy. I'm not gonna hurt you. Just waking you up so we can get ready to go to Philidelphia." the girl said with a wide smile.
"WE? No. HELL NO. I don't know where YOU going but I'M going to Philly....ALONE." he pushed her out the way and tried to move to the kitchen.
Her arm blocked the walkway. This was becoming all too familiar again to him. He backed away slowly eyeing her.
"What do you want from me?"
"Gosh Safaree, can't we be friends?! I'm trying to get to know you. Geesh." she through her hands up and put back on her hips.
"Friends?! Hoe you kidnapped me, DRUGGED me, then fucked me and now you wanna be FRIENDS?! Wow. You really a crazy ass bitch." he nodded his finger, pointing at her.
"Awww did I really do thaaaat?" she made a pouting face. One all too well like Onika.
He shook his head walked up to her slowly.
"You're not coming with me ANYWHERE. So you can get the hell out."
The chick crossed her arms. "No."
"Oh so you want to do this the hard way?!"
"Mmmm....You know I do." she licked her lips and ran her hands across the hills of her boobs.
Before Safaree could grab her and yank her by her wrist, she threw her hand around his neck and squeezed as hard as she could. He struggled to breathe and couldn't fight back.
The chick pushed him into a wall and kicked him harshly in the stomach which made him crotch down in pain.
Then pushed him all the way back into his room to his bed. He fell back onto it and she crawled on top of him. Safaree glanced up at her and swiftly raised up to flip her back and pin her down so she wouldn't move.
As soon as he did that she pulled out a pistol to his face. He froze and crossed his eyes to look at it correctly. SB's vision fixed back on her breathing hard.
"I like the way you play, boy..." she said cleverly.
---
"Alright Nic, time to head back to the states today. You got everything ready to loaded up?" Manny asked as he walked into her suite, taking off his shades.
"Yep. They can take those to bags, I'll carry this bag and my purse."
The bodyguards took the two bags she pointed at and walked out with them. Manny, Nic and T followed the bodyguards down to the first floor while security took their place around them. Nic and T hopped in one black truck, followed by Joyce, Kanna and Manny in another. Grizz, Diamond and The Dancers were already on their flight back to Philly from Yokohama, Japan. Their flight would also be 18hrs long.
---
"Get that shit out of my face!"
SB tried to grab it from her but she quickly stopped him.
"Eyeeeee wouldn't do that if I was youuuuuu." she dangled the gun in face.
"You wouldn't"
"Oh I would. But I really would hate tooooo..." she smirked. A pull at his chain because he was bare-chested. The girl motioned for him to get face to face with her. He stiffly got pulled down with one of her hands while the gun was aimed to his head now.
"Mmmmm...." she moaned, "Shsssssssssssss.....you seem a little...stuck with me now, so," a flick of her tongue ran over his lips.
She felt him cringe which made her laugh deviantly.
---
Manny and T figured to just surprise Nicki when they got to Philly. They weren't planning on telling her way ahead because she would've pulled away and avoided seeing Safaree.
So basically Nicki had no clue on what was to come. T knew she would probably hate he and Manny for doing that in the first place but it was the only way to get them together and be civilized.
Not that any of them knew the REAL situation between them but to just get them to realize that the whole 'running away from problems' thing was getting played out and annoying.
Plus they needed to know that it was affecting the team.
T just hoped this would work out.
---
"Can you just go ahead and shoot me so I can catch my flight to Philly?" Safaree sat against the wall near the door in his room.
The chick sat up in his bed and dangled her feet off the edge with the gun held tightly in her hand.
"You're really making this difficult. Just take me to Philly with you. We're best friendsssss." She tilted her head and glanced at the gun, examining it. Then he saw her body lean back on his bed.
Now was his chance too make a run for it. It was only risky because she was quick with her reflexes. Safaree's heart began to race. There was no way he would be able to grab a shirt. At least his keys and phone was on the table in the living room.
Without the girl looking and going on and on about him, he inched his ass closer outside the door. Once he reached the walkway of the door, he froze in place to observe her before making a run for it.
All he tuned in to hear was her still babbling on with the gun still in her hand.
[One.....Two..............................Three!]
Safaree dotted the corner grabbed his keys and phone. The girl automatically shot the wall nearly missing SB's head. He darted to his car and hurriedly started the car. She ran towards his car and began shooting multiple shots. Only 3 actually hit the back of his car as he swerved off down the street.
"Don't worry. You'll be sorry you did that." She said to herself, smirked and walked back into his apartment.
---
Summer Jam was in Philly tonight and Nicki was amongst other headlining artists performing tonight. She had decided to do a mini version of what her Pink Friday Tour was gonna be like back in the states.
Her set was beginning at 8:45pm.
T was unpacking his wigs when he heard his phone ring.
"Hello?"
"Terrence, where da hell yall at?"
"We on the seventeenth floor. Hurry up before this girl get out the shower."
"Yeah."
T peaked around the corner to see if Nic's water was still running. He began setting out the wig she wanted to perform in and the wig she wanted to change out of after the show.
Manny knocked on her door. "1 hour left Nic!"
She rolled her eyes in the shower and finished up.
A gentle knock came to the door as Joyce went over to go open it.
"Heyyyyy, What are you doing here!" she hugged him and closed the door after him.
"Wassup." SB gave them a weak smile and went over to dap up T and Manny.
"Glad you made it on time. Um come ova here and get these bags and take'em down to the cars." T directed him.
"Aight." Safaree walked over to the two big black bags and made sure they were tightly secured.
Joyce noticed the shower had stopped and gave T a quick look.
Minutes later Nicki walked out in her towel and caught SB walking passed her out the door with the bags. She froze and gave him an evil look. Her nose begin to flare up just looking at him until he left out.
He shook his head and kept walking. Nic rolled her eyes and made a stank face as she went to go plop down in a chair infront of Terrence so he could put her straight blonde wig on.
"The fuck he doing here?"
"Nicki don't start this tonight please. We tryna have a positive vibe up in here."
"Ain't nobody ask his ass to come so I wanna know who the fuck thought it was okay for him to come."
"GIRL, EYE asked him to come. We needed some extra help with all this shit we finna carry up there so I told him he had no choice."
"Terrence, why would you do some stupid ass shit like that?"
"See THAT exactly right there," he pointed to her through the mirror with his comb. "Aint nobody worried about Safaree but Safaree. Long as you kill this show, you ain't gotta worry about nothin else boo."
Nic rolled her eyes again. "Whateva."
Manny had just got off the phone with officials with some news to inform Nicki. He slowly walked towards where they were. Joyce glanced up at them to see what was going on.
"Uhh..Nic," he scratched his head, thinking of a way to tell them correctly. "I just got word that uhh...they just found two black guys who raped and murdered two girls from your show in Tokyo the other night..."
"WHAT." she turned completely around in her chair.
"The people told me they believed it was two people from our entourage. Which I'm guessing that's what the two guys also thought. Mistaked the two young girls for your dancers."
"WAIT. How did that happen?!"
Safaree walked back in listening in on their conversation.
"They told me the guys apparently followed the two young ladies back to their hotel and raped and strangled one to death."
"Oh my god....Oh my god that's horrible. How did they even THINK they were my dancers?? I mean that's so terrible! Trust me I would've KNOWN if they were my dancers. But WOW. Two BLACK guys??"
"Yeah...we still don't know who the girls are yet. I'm pretty sure they'll have a full story on it soon."
"That's just disgusting. Two niggas at MY show grabbing women and doing shit to them! How the hell they ge-" she paused for a minute thinking about the guys from voicemail again. Then she noticed Safaree was back in the room, playing with his phone in the corner.
She turned back around in her chair and applied her lipstick on before going to throw on some colorful tights, a yellow crop top and her jean fitted cap with a gold chain.
"Come on yall let's go. We got 30 minutes."
T packed up everything he needed, Joyce grabed her makeup bag, Nicki slipped on her hello kitty slippers and shoved her purse to SB without saying nor looking at him.
They all made it downstairs to the cars awaiting them and headed to Summer Jam.
---
B.o.B had just finished his set and had the crowd feeling mellow. Everyone was relaxed and smoking weed. Nic was down in her dressing room. Eating starburst with T and Safaree. For the time being both SB and Nicki were getting along. Just making alot of small talk. Avoiding going into detail about why they REALLY were upset at each other. But they pushed all that aside for now and just enjoyed the moment.
Grizz pulled out his camera and Nic stood in front of it.
"This is the...1st of the 3 radio shows we're doing this weekend. Tomorrow's Boston. Following Day is New York. And Um...We're signing out." she blew a kiss and walked away to go grab her costume to put on.
Safaree moved passed her, smacking on starburst and paused in front of the camera.
"Yeah listen...Lotta you bitches out there...I know you see what's going on," he dug into the bag and opened another starburst. "And everyday you just realize....You ain't shit. And I'm hear to let you know, You AINT shit. and you're never gonna BE shit."
"Let's Go." a lady told them as Nicki left out.
Nicki took the stage for a live crowd and a night of fun.
---
Backstage stood Bob, Big Sean and SB chatting about who knows what. Nicki's set was about to end in 20 minutes. They would all see each other again the next night for the Boston show.
"Aight playa, see you tomorrow." Big Sean dapped him up.
"See you mayne." Bob dapped him up.
"Aight yall."
When Nicki's set was over she ran backstage and found SB. She followed him to the back to her dressing room.
"You did good, Nic."
"Thanks." Nic gave him a half smile and grabbed her iPhone.
A frown slowly appeared on Nicki's face as soon as she read something on her phone.
"Safaree come here..."
He looked up and walked over to her. She pulled him down to whisper in his ear.
"How did they get this number?"
He looked down and saw the message and moved his eyes right back to her. She caught his jaw slightly fall in shock as he took a few steps back away from her.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Chapter 23
A whole two weeks had passed by since Safaree and Nicki were departed. Little did they know things were becoming more and more stranger than they expected.
Nicki was now in Japan into her 2nd show in Tokyo, by herself. After she had finished that night, she headed back to her hotel suite to shower up and pack for Yokohama in the morning.
She checked her phone. 1 missed call. 2 text messages. 1 voicemail. No Safaree. She sighed in relief that it wasn't him. She was still pretty upset at him for actually leaving out on her again and even more upset that she let him do it.
"You have 1 new message."
"....................."
"Aye! Aye! Tell'em niggas to get over here!"
"Aight. Ayo, ..........said..............."
All Nicki heard in the message was statics and deep voices yelling in the background. She frowned and twisted up her face trying to listen closely but their words were becoming inaudible.
"..........gga you still on the phone with her?"
She heard someone approachong the phone from the background.
"Nah na...........aint....ven pickin up"
"Well we need t-"
*Click*
The phone hung up.
Nicki looked at her phone weirdly before exiting out of the voicemail call. She bit at the corner of her lips as she went to her text messages.
#23571:
Should have never did that.
"What?" She opened the 2nd message.
#23571:
Oh. and my apologies on what happen to ya boy.
Nic didn't quite comprehend what the last message was exactly referring to. But now she figured it was possibly the same guys she heard on the voicemail.
"Oh unh unh, lemme call Manny." She searched through her contacts to find Manny.
"Hello?"
"Manny can you do me a quick favor please?"
"Anything, Nic."
"I need you to call Sprint and please tell them to get my blackberry turned off. I'm not gonna be using it anymore."
"Uhhh...okay. Sure thing. You got your iPhone with you?"
"Yes. Just have them switch my contacts and information to that phone, please. Different Phone. Different Number."
"Alright."
"Thank You."
"No problem."
By switching to the other phone like Mr. McGasky told her to do, she wpuld make sure the calls and texts would stop for sure.
Nic threw the phone down on her bed and went to go shower.
---
"Ayeeeeeeeee Scaff Beezy!!!! Wassup man?" The dude with all black on approached Safaree at a car garage place, while he was getting his motorcycle worked on.
SB dapped him up and gave him a fake smile. "Wassup Eric?"
A nigga he knew from back then that used to run the streets out in Brooklyn. He and Safaree were enemies back then due to being in two different cliques. Eric used to run with a bad crowd of niggas who were in a gang. The gang didn't like Safaree and his crew. They used to sell drugs and carry weight up and down the dangerous streets of New York and Eric and his gang were Safaree's competition.
Eventually times changed and years later here he was. Nice as shit. Or so Safaree thought.
"Aint nuthin much man, just tryna make it out here ya know?"
Safaree looked off at the scenery in LA before looking back at Eric. "Yeah...yeah..I feel you."
"Yeah. ......I see you done ALREADY made it out here." he laughed.
Safaree chuckled at his tiny joke. "Well you know money is money so you gotta make dat shit while you can."
"I feel you. Alright alright," he nodded. "I see ya girl out here gettin it. Shiiiiiit makin money off dat A-" he busted out laughing again until SB cut him off with a serious face.
"Aye."
He straightened his face, "Sorry dawg. Well I'm finna go hit up this party down the way for tonight. It was nice seein you around, playboi."
"Aight. Same to you."
Eric was walking back to his car. "Aye! Keep doin ya thang man! and BE CAREFUL! Betta watch ya back, cuz niggas 'round can fuck up anything with that kind of money!" he started laughing again, getting into his car.
SB shook his head and went back into the garage to check on his motorcycle.
---
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICKIIIII!!!" the crowd of Nicki's family and friends cheered before her.
"Thank You guys so much! I love you all." she yelled into her mic, standing on stage.
Nicki looked over everyone's faces and notice someone was missing from the crowd.
"Safaree. Where's Safaree?" she looked all around the stage and didn't see him.
The crowd looked at each other in confusion.
"Has anyone seen Safaree???" she had a worried look on her face.
No one responded.
Nicki walked around her set and spotted Safaree by the DJ booth. Her face lit up as she ran to him and hugged him tightly.
"Faree, I love you!!!!" Nicki had so much joy in her heart. She gave him a kiss on his cheek but he moved her away.
"Get away from me."
She frowned when she saw he was serious.
"Safaree....wha...what's wrong???" her cold hands touched his cheeks. She pulled his head down to look at her but she couldn't read his expression because he had on dark shades.
"I said MOVE AWAY FROM ME, NICKI." he knocked her hands down to her sides and stood there.
Nicki backed away from him and tears filled her eyes. She walked back to centerstage.
"Thank you all for coming to my birthday celebration I . . ."
Two big black man walked up behind her. When she finished her speech, she proceeded to turn around but bumped into the big hefty men.
She gasped and took a few steps back away from them, when they pulled her tiny body into them and lifted her up on their shoulders.
"W-Wait! WAIT WAIT! PUT ME DOWN! WHERE AM I GOING?! WHAT'S GOING ON?!"
"NICKI!!!!!!!" the crowd of family and friends yelled after her.
Her eyes bucked and arms went out to reach for them to save her. They all extended their arms but couldn't get to her because she was on a high stage.
"SAFAREE! SAFAREE COME HELP ME! HEL- HELP ME PLEASE, SAFAREE!" Nic cried to SB who was sitting on the other side of the stage, on her staircases with his head down.
He never looked up at her.
"SAFAREE CANT YOU HEAR ME?!?! HELP ME PLEASE!" the men continued to walk away.
"Karma is a bitch.." he said in a low tone that she only heard.
She was confused. He wasn't saving her from being kidnapped yet he only sat, with his head down. No emotion.
"Safaree, NO! NO! DON'T LET THEM DO THIS TO ME! PLEASEEE!" Her tears were continuously rolling down her cheeks, as the crowd yelled for her to come back.
When the two men reached backstage everything went black. She couldn't see anything, hear anything. All she felt was her body shivering from it being super cold. Then she suddenly heard a deep voice come to her.
"I've got you now."
Nic shrieked waking up in the middle of the night. Her entire body was trembling from the cold air breezing through the vents in her suite. She realized she had no cover on her so she peeled all of them back and buried her tiny frame into them and holding her pillow close.
The dream she'd just had was on her mind deep and now there was no way she'd fall back asleep soon. It kinda made her think about the last weird dream she had a month ago. Usually dreams like that, were forgetful and really wouldn't get to her but for some reason this one was different. And when she had dreams that constantly stayed on her mind, they were bound to come true.
Nicki huffed and stared at the dark ceiling and looked at what time it was in New York.
She reached over for her phone and called her mother.
---
@SCAFFBEEZY:
Trust nobody...
Safaree was now back at home after being out earlier this morning getting his motorcycle fixed. He chilled on the couch, eating cereal and watching TV. Clearly not bothered by no one until he decided to get a phone call.
"Yo."
"Safaree I need you to do me a BIIIG favor." Terrence said loudly into the phone.
"Wassup?" he said sounding slightly annoyed.
"Okay, I need you to be at Summer Jam."
"Ummm...for what? She can do that show by herself too."
"Boy hush. You aint gotta perform. I just need you there cuz we gon need some help with some stuff."
"Look Terrence, to be honest...I REALLY don't wanna be around her right now."
"See yall get on my nerves with all that stubborn shit. Yall too grown to be acting like kids. Everytime some shit go down, yall get stubborn as shit and wanna go run off on problems yall got. You know how tired me and Joyce'nem get from hearin that shit all day? Damn. Can't even go a whole day without yall fightin."
"Iono why you tellin ME that. She the one always complaining nshit."
"No BOTH of yall be bitchin and I aint got time to hear that all day. Don't NOBODY wanna hear that all day."
Safaree got quiet. He knew T was right but didn't wanna admit it.
"Yeah, whateva."
"But anyways...Me and Manny need you to help us out for the Summer Jam shows next week."
He sighed and looked off. "Aight what time?"
"We need you to be in Philly the day before, sir."
"Aight. I'll call you or Manny."
"Okay. Bye."
*click*
---
"I've been good ma, just been so tired."
"Of the tour? Already? Onika baby you just started it." Mama Carol giggled.
"...Of everything really." Nicki dreadfully said.
"Awww, what's wrong now?"
"Just.....Safaree."
Nicki had to think before spilling about the weird things that she kept secret from anyone but SB. She wasn't ready to tell anyone yet and only tried to die down the situation before it grew worse.
"Oh boy, what happen this time?" Nicki could picture her mother rolling her eyes when she said that. She giggled to herself.
"Mmmm...same old same old. I'm doing the tour solo now, I guess. He's back at home. Being stubborn....as usual."
"And you must think that you're not?" Mama Carol raised in eyebrow.
She rolled her eyes and sighed. "It's just not working out between us right now. Everytime we try to work it out, it ends up being a disaster."
"Well Onika, then you have to just sit down and talk things out. Not run away from your problems. Nothing will never be settle between you two. Pray. You know I always tell you guys this."
"I tryyyyyy ma! I really do try! It's always either he's copping an attitude or I'm just being a bi-"
"Onika."
She caught a bubble and looked down in embarrassment.
"Sorry."
"Look you get some rest. I know it's like 3 in the morning over there. Do what I told you to do, Onika, I'm serious."
"Yes ma'am. I love you mommy."
"Okay. I love you too my baby. Bye."
"Bye."
She hung up the phone and said a small prayer before snuggling under the covers and drifting to sleep.
Nicki was now in Japan into her 2nd show in Tokyo, by herself. After she had finished that night, she headed back to her hotel suite to shower up and pack for Yokohama in the morning.
She checked her phone. 1 missed call. 2 text messages. 1 voicemail. No Safaree. She sighed in relief that it wasn't him. She was still pretty upset at him for actually leaving out on her again and even more upset that she let him do it.
"You have 1 new message."
"....................."
"Aye! Aye! Tell'em niggas to get over here!"
"Aight. Ayo, ..........said..............."
All Nicki heard in the message was statics and deep voices yelling in the background. She frowned and twisted up her face trying to listen closely but their words were becoming inaudible.
"..........gga you still on the phone with her?"
She heard someone approachong the phone from the background.
"Nah na...........aint....ven pickin up"
"Well we need t-"
*Click*
The phone hung up.
Nicki looked at her phone weirdly before exiting out of the voicemail call. She bit at the corner of her lips as she went to her text messages.
#23571:
Should have never did that.
"What?" She opened the 2nd message.
#23571:
Oh. and my apologies on what happen to ya boy.
Nic didn't quite comprehend what the last message was exactly referring to. But now she figured it was possibly the same guys she heard on the voicemail.
"Oh unh unh, lemme call Manny." She searched through her contacts to find Manny.
"Hello?"
"Manny can you do me a quick favor please?"
"Anything, Nic."
"I need you to call Sprint and please tell them to get my blackberry turned off. I'm not gonna be using it anymore."
"Uhhh...okay. Sure thing. You got your iPhone with you?"
"Yes. Just have them switch my contacts and information to that phone, please. Different Phone. Different Number."
"Alright."
"Thank You."
"No problem."
By switching to the other phone like Mr. McGasky told her to do, she wpuld make sure the calls and texts would stop for sure.
Nic threw the phone down on her bed and went to go shower.
---
"Ayeeeeeeeee Scaff Beezy!!!! Wassup man?" The dude with all black on approached Safaree at a car garage place, while he was getting his motorcycle worked on.
SB dapped him up and gave him a fake smile. "Wassup Eric?"
A nigga he knew from back then that used to run the streets out in Brooklyn. He and Safaree were enemies back then due to being in two different cliques. Eric used to run with a bad crowd of niggas who were in a gang. The gang didn't like Safaree and his crew. They used to sell drugs and carry weight up and down the dangerous streets of New York and Eric and his gang were Safaree's competition.
Eventually times changed and years later here he was. Nice as shit. Or so Safaree thought.
"Aint nuthin much man, just tryna make it out here ya know?"
Safaree looked off at the scenery in LA before looking back at Eric. "Yeah...yeah..I feel you."
"Yeah. ......I see you done ALREADY made it out here." he laughed.
Safaree chuckled at his tiny joke. "Well you know money is money so you gotta make dat shit while you can."
"I feel you. Alright alright," he nodded. "I see ya girl out here gettin it. Shiiiiiit makin money off dat A-" he busted out laughing again until SB cut him off with a serious face.
"Aye."
He straightened his face, "Sorry dawg. Well I'm finna go hit up this party down the way for tonight. It was nice seein you around, playboi."
"Aight. Same to you."
Eric was walking back to his car. "Aye! Keep doin ya thang man! and BE CAREFUL! Betta watch ya back, cuz niggas 'round can fuck up anything with that kind of money!" he started laughing again, getting into his car.
SB shook his head and went back into the garage to check on his motorcycle.
---
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICKIIIII!!!" the crowd of Nicki's family and friends cheered before her.
"Thank You guys so much! I love you all." she yelled into her mic, standing on stage.
Nicki looked over everyone's faces and notice someone was missing from the crowd.
"Safaree. Where's Safaree?" she looked all around the stage and didn't see him.
The crowd looked at each other in confusion.
"Has anyone seen Safaree???" she had a worried look on her face.
No one responded.
Nicki walked around her set and spotted Safaree by the DJ booth. Her face lit up as she ran to him and hugged him tightly.
"Faree, I love you!!!!" Nicki had so much joy in her heart. She gave him a kiss on his cheek but he moved her away.
"Get away from me."
She frowned when she saw he was serious.
"Safaree....wha...what's wrong???" her cold hands touched his cheeks. She pulled his head down to look at her but she couldn't read his expression because he had on dark shades.
"I said MOVE AWAY FROM ME, NICKI." he knocked her hands down to her sides and stood there.
Nicki backed away from him and tears filled her eyes. She walked back to centerstage.
"Thank you all for coming to my birthday celebration I . . ."
Two big black man walked up behind her. When she finished her speech, she proceeded to turn around but bumped into the big hefty men.
She gasped and took a few steps back away from them, when they pulled her tiny body into them and lifted her up on their shoulders.
"W-Wait! WAIT WAIT! PUT ME DOWN! WHERE AM I GOING?! WHAT'S GOING ON?!"
"NICKI!!!!!!!" the crowd of family and friends yelled after her.
Her eyes bucked and arms went out to reach for them to save her. They all extended their arms but couldn't get to her because she was on a high stage.
"SAFAREE! SAFAREE COME HELP ME! HEL- HELP ME PLEASE, SAFAREE!" Nic cried to SB who was sitting on the other side of the stage, on her staircases with his head down.
He never looked up at her.
"SAFAREE CANT YOU HEAR ME?!?! HELP ME PLEASE!" the men continued to walk away.
"Karma is a bitch.." he said in a low tone that she only heard.
She was confused. He wasn't saving her from being kidnapped yet he only sat, with his head down. No emotion.
"Safaree, NO! NO! DON'T LET THEM DO THIS TO ME! PLEASEEE!" Her tears were continuously rolling down her cheeks, as the crowd yelled for her to come back.
When the two men reached backstage everything went black. She couldn't see anything, hear anything. All she felt was her body shivering from it being super cold. Then she suddenly heard a deep voice come to her.
"I've got you now."
Nic shrieked waking up in the middle of the night. Her entire body was trembling from the cold air breezing through the vents in her suite. She realized she had no cover on her so she peeled all of them back and buried her tiny frame into them and holding her pillow close.
The dream she'd just had was on her mind deep and now there was no way she'd fall back asleep soon. It kinda made her think about the last weird dream she had a month ago. Usually dreams like that, were forgetful and really wouldn't get to her but for some reason this one was different. And when she had dreams that constantly stayed on her mind, they were bound to come true.
Nicki huffed and stared at the dark ceiling and looked at what time it was in New York.
She reached over for her phone and called her mother.
---
@SCAFFBEEZY:
Trust nobody...
Safaree was now back at home after being out earlier this morning getting his motorcycle fixed. He chilled on the couch, eating cereal and watching TV. Clearly not bothered by no one until he decided to get a phone call.
"Yo."
"Safaree I need you to do me a BIIIG favor." Terrence said loudly into the phone.
"Wassup?" he said sounding slightly annoyed.
"Okay, I need you to be at Summer Jam."
"Ummm...for what? She can do that show by herself too."
"Boy hush. You aint gotta perform. I just need you there cuz we gon need some help with some stuff."
"Look Terrence, to be honest...I REALLY don't wanna be around her right now."
"See yall get on my nerves with all that stubborn shit. Yall too grown to be acting like kids. Everytime some shit go down, yall get stubborn as shit and wanna go run off on problems yall got. You know how tired me and Joyce'nem get from hearin that shit all day? Damn. Can't even go a whole day without yall fightin."
"Iono why you tellin ME that. She the one always complaining nshit."
"No BOTH of yall be bitchin and I aint got time to hear that all day. Don't NOBODY wanna hear that all day."
Safaree got quiet. He knew T was right but didn't wanna admit it.
"Yeah, whateva."
"But anyways...Me and Manny need you to help us out for the Summer Jam shows next week."
He sighed and looked off. "Aight what time?"
"We need you to be in Philly the day before, sir."
"Aight. I'll call you or Manny."
"Okay. Bye."
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"I've been good ma, just been so tired."
"Of the tour? Already? Onika baby you just started it." Mama Carol giggled.
"...Of everything really." Nicki dreadfully said.
"Awww, what's wrong now?"
"Just.....Safaree."
Nicki had to think before spilling about the weird things that she kept secret from anyone but SB. She wasn't ready to tell anyone yet and only tried to die down the situation before it grew worse.
"Oh boy, what happen this time?" Nicki could picture her mother rolling her eyes when she said that. She giggled to herself.
"Mmmm...same old same old. I'm doing the tour solo now, I guess. He's back at home. Being stubborn....as usual."
"And you must think that you're not?" Mama Carol raised in eyebrow.
She rolled her eyes and sighed. "It's just not working out between us right now. Everytime we try to work it out, it ends up being a disaster."
"Well Onika, then you have to just sit down and talk things out. Not run away from your problems. Nothing will never be settle between you two. Pray. You know I always tell you guys this."
"I tryyyyyy ma! I really do try! It's always either he's copping an attitude or I'm just being a bi-"
"Onika."
She caught a bubble and looked down in embarrassment.
"Sorry."
"Look you get some rest. I know it's like 3 in the morning over there. Do what I told you to do, Onika, I'm serious."
"Yes ma'am. I love you mommy."
"Okay. I love you too my baby. Bye."
"Bye."
She hung up the phone and said a small prayer before snuggling under the covers and drifting to sleep.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Chapter 22
{Forgive me in advance. PLEASE COMMENT. Enjoy!}
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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. :'( }
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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. :'( }
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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