She Worked In A Skyscraper (Part 2) - The Date with the other guy in the elevator.

Nicki caught a cab this time to her big condo. She walked to the elevator as it was closing.

"HOLD IT!" She shouted.

She saw a hand trigger the doors to open back.

"Thanks." She said smiling and then looking at her phone.

"You're welcome. What floor?" The man asked.

"13 please." She said in British accent.

It was quiet in the elevator. They were going really slow today. Nicki broke the silence by complaining about her job.

"I hate when people don't show up to their scheduled appointments."

"Yeah I missed mine with Vouge Fashion today." He said laughing.

Nicki looked up wide eyed. "That was you?"

"Yeah."

"Drake?"

"Yeah?"

She playfully punched him in the shoulder. "Next time show up!!!"

"Sorry." He said laughing.

Nicki looked up at the screen showing the floor numbers. 7.

"Why are the elevators moving so slow?"

"I don't know." Drake said concerned.

The elevator started creaking.

"Draaake? What's going on?" Nicki said getting scared.

The elevator came to an abrupt stop. Floor 12.

"Damn!" Nicki said.

"What's wrong?" Drake asked.

"I'm claustrophobic!"

"No you're not."

"How do you know?"

"Look at your face. I know you're acting."

Nicki looked at him and cried.

"What's wrong?"

"I had a date tonight. I didn't wanna go though."

"May I ask? With who?"

Nicki realized what she was doing was wrong. Going out with her boss? No.

"My boss." She said quietly.

"Oh."

A loud voice came through the speakers that startled both of them.

"We will get you out in a few hours."

"Hours!" Nicki said freaking out.

"Just relax." Drake said soothing her.

Nicki texting Safaree letting him know that she was stuck in an elevator. He called her.

"So you must not want the job?" Safaree said.

"It's not that! IM REALLY STUCK IN AN ELEVATOR!"

"Just say you don't wanna go out with me!"

"SAFAREE YOU'RE REALLY PISSING ME OFF!!!"

"Bye Nic."

Nicki chunked her phone at the floor.

"Sorry." She said to Drake.

"It's alright."

"I'm cold."

He gave her his jacket.

"Thanks." She said smiling.

"Welcome. Now we wait."

She Worked In A Skyscraper (Part 1)

NICKI P. O. V.

My alarm went ringing in my ear. I rolled over and turned it off. "Ugh! It's Monday." I peeled out of my sheets and walked sluggishly to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and walked to my closet. "What am I gonna wear?" I scanned my closet. " I have to go shopping." I rolled my eyes passing the sticky note wall saying, "Must go shopping!" I looked at my clock. "Gosh, I'm gonna be late." I rushed and put my clothes on. I usually wake up earlier to catch a cab. I sprinted downstairs to catch the cab. It was gone. I had to walk 7 blocks in 6 inch heels. I walked passed Times Square and into Southern Manhattan. I worked at Vogue Fashion. I was a designer's assistant. I walked in greeted everyone and proceeded to my small apartment size office. I sat down and tried to pull up all my emails. The phone rang.

"Hello, Vogue Fashion. This is Onika."

"Hello I need to make an appointment."

"Okay, I can get you right now."

"Um okay that will work."

"Alright see you then." I said smiling and hanging up the phone.

"Onika!!!" The phone intercom blasted.

"Yes, Mr. Samuels?"

"Latte please?"

"Why did you call me?"

"Because you make them the best."

"Okay right away sir."

I walked to the break room and grabbed latte. I thought about spitting in it, but that hoodrat Kim was in the room.

"Who's that for?" Kim said stirring her coffee.

"Mr. Samuels."

"Why did he ask you?" She said scrunching up her face.

I was about to be a bitch but decided to reply nicely.

"Apparently I make the best." I said Kanye shrugging.

I walked away and knocked on his door.

"Come In."

"Here." I sat down his coffee and started walking to the door.

"Wait." He said getting up out his chair. He walked behind me and closed the door.

"How would you like to be promoted?"

I sat their in shock.

"I'd love to. But promoted to what?"

"To my secretary."

"Oh my goodness thank you!" I said hugging him.

"You're welcome. But under one condition, you must go on a date with me."

I turned looked at him.

"Seriously?"

"Yep. Tonight at 8:00."

"Okay."

I strutted out of the office and went back to my desk. My friend Candice stopped by my office.

"What you grinin' and skinin' about?"

"I got promoted and Mr. Samuels wants to go on a date with me."

"Oooh gurrrrl!"

"Candi stop." I said laughing.

"Have fun."

"I will."

Jail Stories (Story 1)

She was one of the popular girls she always had people doing things for her. I liked her very much. I was the nerd of the school, but no one knew my strengths. She'd laugh when I got pushed shoved and tossed around. She avoided me so much I couldn't even do her homework. One day my guts got the best of me and I asked her out. One of the jocks beat me up and gave me a swirly. She kinda felt bad but shook it off. Her name was Nicki by the way. Everyone wanted to be her. She had a BMW, and a Range Rover. She lived in the high part of New York. Very preppy girl. Now every time I see her on some show or interview I remember me imagining good time we could have had. I got so pissed at one jock one day and took a gun to school. He pushed me into my locker and I shot him in the eye. Osama! Haha. The principle called the police. I went to jail. I was 16. I'm 24. You do the math. I miss Onika.

"Hey! Lunchtime!" the officer yelled.



SO SHOULD I CONTINUE THIS...

Screamin' Hell Yeah.

They had just came from their wedding and were on their way to the reception.

"I love you." The 32-year-old Nicki told her newly wed husband.

"I love you too." The 35-year-old Safaree told his newly wed wife.

"Are we forever?" Nicki asked.

"Of course. We're you listening to my vows?" Safaree chuckled.

"Yes," Nicki giggled. "I just don't want to go through this again."

"What, you didn't enjoy the planning of this wedding?" Safaree said looking confused.

"I did enjoy it," Nicki said sighing. "Just a lot of work."

"Yeah it was." Safaree said nodding.

They arrived to the venue and Nicki changed clothes. They both stepped out the limo looking like the Kennedy's. Most of her fans were invited and family.

The partied until the older ones got tired and left. Then the party really began.

"DJ play that Hell Yeah!" Wayne shouted.

DJ spun the track and everyone was live. After a few songs Nicki got tired and wanted to go home and cuddle with her new man. She looked around and saw everyone having fun and happy. Safaree saw her and walked in her direction.

"You okay?" Safaree asked smiling.

"Yeah I'm fine. Can we go now?" Nicki said.

"Yeah come on."

They snuck out the back door and hopped in the limo.

Nicki held up her pinky. "Forever?"

Safaree grabbed her pinky. "Hell Yeah."

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I decided to make all of these 1 shots okay!

Catch Me (Part 1)

Safaree followed Nicki home so she could shower and change. They walked in to Nicki's pink, white, and yellow living room fit for a queen like her.

"Safaree I'm gonna go take a shower treat yourself to anything in the fridge."

"Okay." Safaree sat back on Nicki's white couch and started tweeting on his Blackberry.

Nicki turned on the water and got in. She noticed something. A lump. She started panicking.

"SAFAREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed.

Safaree came running upstairs just seeing her naked. He brushed the beauty of her body off and asked what's wrong.

"Safaree I have a lump."

He stood there in silence and stared at her

Let's Try Again (Short Chapter)

Nicki stopped at the gas station, not caring if anyone saw her. She put the gas nozzle in the tank and leaned back on her car.
Safaree was sitting at a red light and looked over at the gas station. He saw Nicki crying with her head hung down.
He turned into the gas station and came behind her and hugged her.

She jumped and turned around and hit him.

"Fucks wrong with you Safaree!!!!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Safaree said rubbing his cheek.

"What do you want?" Nicki asked agitated.

"I want you."

"What?"

"I said I want you." Safaree said a little more stern.

"Safaree, I just got out of a relationship!"

"Nicki, I'm not gon hurt you like them other niggas! I'm different. I can't stop thinking bout you! I know that you want me but you're being stubborn! You know what? I'm wasting my time. I'll see you later."

"No Safaree!!!! wait!"

"What?"

"I'm sorry! Can we try it again?"

"Sure." Safaree said smiling and pulling her into a hug.

Too Early. (Lunchtime)

Nicki woke up gloomy and unpleasant. She was a little relieved that DeWayne had left, but at the same time scared about what was going down today. Nicki got in the shower and thought. What if he said he loved her. "Hmm?" she thought. "I'll say I don't need his love. No! I'll say I don't need love period." Nicki was happy with that and she knew it was the right thing to say.
Nicki wore some jeans, a navy fitted
shirt, a black leather jacket, some gold sandals, and her long black bob wig.
She got in her favorite car, her pink Bentley. It always made her feel better.
She put in the address in her GPS and headed out. "I hope the hoes got some good food. I'll try to do more eating than talking." Nicki thought. Nicki was just being stubborn. She wanted to talk, but the didn't want to mess up anything with her big mouth. She arrived at the restaurant 10 minutes late. "Damn he's gonna be pissed." Nicki thought.

"Hi." Nicki said in a soft, quiet, cute voice.

"Hey." Safaree said.

"Sorry for being late." Nicki said smiling.

"It's okay. You're a woman."

"And whats that supposed to mean?"

"Aren't most women late?"

"Yes."

"Well there you go." Safaree said smiling.

"Well there you go." Nicki said mocking him quietly.

"Um what was that?" Safaree said almost laughing.

"Shut up Safaree!" Nicki said hitting him with her menu.

Safaree loved the way his name came from her mouth. He loved her laugh. He loved everything about her.

"What are you getting?" Nicki asked.

"Um...probably the veggie burger."

"Me too."

"Cool."

They ordered their food and ate.

"Nicki?"

"Yeah?"

"We have to talk."

"Okay."

"About the hotel scene, um...Nicki I think I love you."

Nicki sat quietly.

"Nicki say something."

"Um...I got to go."

"Nicki! wait!"

Nicki kept running and jumped in her car and drove off.

"Damn!" Safaree yelled.

He stood there till he saw her car fade away.

Nicki kept driving fast and had many thoughts going through her head.
"Why did he tell me that?" "Did he really mean it?" "I would think he knew I'm just out of a relationship." A tear ran down Nicki's cheek. "Pull your self together Nic." she said to herself. And she kept driving.

Should We Keep On?

Safaree felt a little bit of him die inside. He had left his wife of 7 years, Nicki may never talk to him again, and his car is destroyed. He decided to call Nicki.

Nicki woke up on the bed from which she was beat on. She got off the bed and got in the shower. As she was in the shower she thought. "Maybe I deserved this." she re-thought. "No I didn't, as much hell and shit as this man put me through, I didn't deserve this. I've been by his side for as long as I can remember."
Nicki jet out the shower and put her clothes on, and put her hair in a messy bun. She went downstairs where DeWayne was watching TV and smoking a cigar.

"DeWayne no smoking in my house."

"Fuck you talkin' to?"

"You." Nicki said cutting a pineapple. But not looking at him.

"BITCH THIS MY HOUSE!!"

"No need to yell. And I pay the bills here."

"Did I not teach you to keep ya damn mouth shut when we was up stairs?"

"Not now DeWayne." Nicki said washing the knife off.

"BITCH! I---"

Before he could finish his sentence Nicki had thrown the knife towards him but purposely missed just to scare him.

"I know you just didn't throw that knife a me."

"SHUT UP!! YOU'RE PURE BULLSHIT TO ME. ALL THE HELL YOU PUT ME THROUGH WHEN YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH YA HOES!" Nicki was so mad that her Trini accent was full blast.

"AND FUCK YOU DEWAYNE! I HOPE YOU ROT IN MOTHERFUCKIN' HELL! GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE!!!"

DeWayne just sat there.

"I SAID GET OUTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!"

DeWayne was never so scared in his life. He jetted out the door so quick didn't even get a good glimpse of him.

Nicki stood there. Then remembered she had some pineapples.

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Nicki's phone rang. It was Safaree. She was kinda scared. What if he was gonna be mad at her for ruining his marriage? "It's okay." Nicki thought.
She answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey it's Safaree."

"Hi."

"Look we need to talk. We can have lunch right after I get my car?"

Nicki gulped. "Okay."

"Alright bye."

Nicki hung up the phone faster than he could say good bye.

How will lunch go?

It's Morning

Nicki woke up on Safaree's chest. She wondered if she'd be with him forever. Then she realized she was cheating, cheating on DeWayne. She shot up and so did Safaree. They looked at each other and then scrambled for thier clothes.

"Safaree do you realize what we've
done?!"

"Yeah." Safaree said in a small voice.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

"Um can you take me to get my car?"

"Yeah."

They checked out the hotel and went to his car.

"I'm scared." Nicki said in a cracking voice.

"Me too." Safaree said with his eyes locked on the road.

A few minutes later they arrived at the club they were at the night before.

"Thanks Safaree."

"You're welcome."

"Keep in touch."

"Alright."

Nicki walked to her car and started the car. Safaree waited for her to drive off.


Nicki arrived at her house a few minutes later. She walked through the door to a too quiet house. Her heat started to pound and she started getting hot. She walked upstairs and put her bag down.

"Hey Nicki."

Nicki turned around to see DeWayne smoking a blunt.

"Hi."

"Where you been?"

"I-I-I was at the-the um... at a hotel."

"Why?"

"B-B-Because you were gonna kill me."

"Did you sleep with him?"

"Y-Y-Yes."

"Why?"

"B-B-Because his wife wouldn't let him come home."

"Oh," DeWayne said nodding. "Did you fuck him?"

Nicki stayed silent.

"DID YOU FUCK HIM?!!!"

"Y-Y-Yes." Nicki said startled.

"Okay."

DeWayne pushed her on the bed and tore her clothes off and got a wet belt and kept hitting her with it. Nicki screamed with all her might. She cried and cried.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" DeWayne yelled.

He stopped and walked out the room.
Nicki curled up and cried.

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Safaree parked the car in the driveway and walked inside. His wife sat on the couch and stared at him as he walked past her. Safaree walked upstairs and sat on the bed. Then he heard glass shattering. His wife had thrown and dropped everything on his car.

"THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FUCK WITH MY EMOTIONS!!!!"

She continued to damage his car and he went upstairs and packed his stuff and called a cab. When the cab got there he walked out the door and left the key and his wedding ring on the table. He walked to the cab.

"OH SO YOU'RE LEAVING?!!"

"Yeah. Bye."

"NO SAFAREE DON'T LEAVE!!!"

"Bye."

Safaree got in the cab and drove off.

"SAFAREE COME BACK!!!" His wife sat there in the drive way and cried.

Safaree sat in the car and cried silently.

Va Va Voom

She looked at him as he was dancing with another girl. How could he do this to her? They were lovers forever. Well that's what she thought. Then she turned her attention to a tall, sexy, dark skin man. She had seen him before, but where? The guy caught her looking at him and started to walk over to her. "Damn Nicki!!!" She thought.


"Hi, I saw you looking at me." He said smiling and chucking.

"Yeah, sorry about that." Nicki said looking down, smiling.

"Well my name is Safaree Samules."

"You ought to know who I am."

"Yep, and have to say you look gorgeous!"

"Thanks." Nicki said smiling.

"So are you here by yourself?"

"No, my boyfriend is here." She said sadly and pointed to him.

"Oh." was all he could say. He felt bad for Nicki she deserved better. She was a pure angel, not some knock-off.

"Don't give sympathy."

"Would you like to dance?"

"Yeah, sure!"

Dancing with Safaree made her feel better, she didn't care if DeWayne saw he was probaly distracted by the girl he was dancing with.

"So...." Safaree started.

"I wanted to know if---"

"NICKI WHAT THE HELL!!!" DeWayne screamed at her.

"What I'm just dancing." She said while turning her attention back to Safaree.

"NO! YOU WILL NOT DANCE WITH HIM!!!" He grabbed her arm and starte pulling her away.

Safaree on the other hand, pushed DeWayne out the way and picked up Nicki and took her to his car.

"Safaree what the hell are you doing!"

"Taking you to a hotel."

"But why? Are you trying to kidnap me? No! You're trying to rape me!!!"

"No I'd never do that! I'm taking you to a hotel because he is crazy! I saw in his eyes, It was like "I'm gonna kill you!" look."

They were in silence the rest of the car ride. When they pulled up, he got a call.

"Hey babe." He said.

"Hi." The person on the other end said.

Nicki grew even sadder than before. She thought this man would be single. But wait, she doesn't even know him that well. His voice grew into a yell, same with the other person. Then lots of cursing came. Then treats from the other person. Safaree realized that Nicki was still in the car and he hung up the phone.

"Sorry you had to witness that."

"It's okay. Apparently we're goin the same thing."

"Yeah."

"Yep."

"Um...Nicki? Could I stay with you tonight? Beacause I'm not sure if I'll be able to get in the house tonight." he said laughing.

"Sure babe--I meant Safaree."

Safaree smiled at this "mistake" He liked her and He knew she liked him. They got on the elevator and pressed the button for thier floor.

"Safaree, thanks for looking out for me."

"You're welcome."

They stared in each others eyes and started moving closer. Then the ding on the elevator interrupted the scene. Nicki opened the door and walked in with Safaree on her heels.

"Man I'm hungry!" Nicki said.

"Room Service?" Safaree asked.

"Yeah sure. Anything Italian." Nicki giggled.

Safaree ordered the food and joined Nicki on the couch. Nicki was laughing so hard it kinda hurt Safaree's ears.

"Nicki it's not that funny."

"Do you even watching Family Guy?"

"Yep and it's not that funny."

"Well then!"

"Imma go get a shower."

"Okay."

While Safaree was in the shower he was singing Save Me and Nicki trying to muffle her laughs. Safaree got out the shower with a towel around his waist. Nicki stared at him his muscular body and his six pack and should she dare imagine what's under the towel.

"You sing horrible."

"No I don't."

"Really let's hear yourself."

"You recorded me?!"

"Yep."

"Delete it."

"No."

"Onika delete it."

"Nope!"

"Okay I have no choice but to---"

Nicki looked down at his "friend" and the towel on the floor.

"Um...I'm..."

"Just go put something on." Nicki said laughing.

Safaree came back with pajamas on. They watched a movie and Nicki started to dose. Safaree picked her up and put her in bed. He started to walk away.

"Nooooo! Sleep with me."

"Um are you sure?"

"I wouldn't have asked you if I wasn't."

Safaree got in wrapped his hand around Nicki's waist. Nicki turned around and kissed his lips. Safaree deepend the kiss and pulled her on top of him. Nicki moaned.

"Safaree please. Don't tease."

"Tell me what you want."

"Faree you already know."

"Tell me."

"Okay!! JUST FUCK ME PLEASE!!" Nicki wimpered.

"okay."

Safaree pulled out a condom from his wallet and proceeded.

"Ooooh yes."

This went on for hours.

Neutral

Nicki lay in bed with her two favorite stuffed animals Oscar and Eleanor. Pink Friday had been just been released and people were going freaking crazy over it. But Nicki just sat at home and relaxed before these 2 major tours coming up. One with Britney and another with Wayne. She couldn't believe how far she came. From a little girl in queens getting her grind on, to a big rap
mogul.

Just as she was thinking her boyfriend DeWayne walked in.

"Hey baby!!! I'm Home!!!"

"Hi!!! I'm obviously upstairs!" Nicki said giggling.

"How was your day?" DeWayne asked while pecking her on the lips.

"Good and yours?"

"Pretty Good."

Nicki and DeWayne's relationship have been a little rocky ever since Nicki became famous.

"Hey babe? What's for dinner?"

"I'm not cooking."

"Excuse Me? Woman I tell YOU what to do!"

"DeWayne please, not tonight."

"Shut Up!"

"I can't cook because I have to watch my figure for the tours."

"You can burn that off. I goes to ya ass anyway."

"Excuse Me! Don't talk to me like some bitch!"

"Well stop acting like one!!!"

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS???!!!!!! YOU ARE A PIECE OF SHIT AND GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME ASSHOLE!!!!"

"DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT I WILL PUNCH THE SHIT AND TASTE OUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING MOUTH WHORE!!!!"

Nicki started to cry not because he called her a whore, because this was another rerun from her previous relationships. This is not how she wanted a relationship to be. This was their 4th fight this week. She has a huge decision to make. Will she stay or will she go?



SHOULD I CONTINUE????

Introduction

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