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Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Doctor's Wife (Part 2)

They released me from the hospital two days ago, just to see if the baby was alright. I was sitting on my bed thinking staring at his number and the call button. Do it Onika. I pressed call. 

"Hello." He said. 

"Hi." 

"Who's this?"

"Please don't hang up when I tell you." 

"Okay?" 

"It's Nicki." 

"Oh hey." He said dully.

"How do you feel about me telling the public?" 

"Oh I don't care."

"But what if they ask who's the father?"

"Say me. The media thinks we're still together." 

"Drake, I really need you're help in this." 

"I told already, I don't want a baby." 

Nicki heard crying in the background and a woman calming the crying. "Drake! Come get your child!" She said. Nicki's heart sunk, she felt violated, and used. 

"Look Nicki, I got to go." He hung up.

I sat there shocked and confused. He didn't want a baby with me. I got under my covers and cried myself to sleep. 


I woke up around 4:30. I checked my phone. I had 12 missed calls and 16 text messages. I was sitting up and someone rang my doorbell. I really didn't want company at the moment. It was Dr. Samuels. 

"What are you doing here?" 

"I came to check on you.

"Who gave you my address?" 

"Your friend." 

"We'll I'm fine so you can leave." I started feeling lightheaded and stumbled back. Dr. Samuels caught me and laid me on the couch. He ran to the kitchen and got some water and a wet rag. He brushed back my hair and laid the rag on my forehead. 

"Breathe slowly."

I just stared in his eyes the whole time. His eyes were beautiful. He looked at me and laughed. 

"What?" I said. 

"Why are you staring at me?" 

"Because you have pretty eyes."

"Thanks."

"Sorry for how I was acting earlier. Just going through a lot right now." 

"I understand. Did you talk to your baby's father." 

"Yes. He told me to say it was his since the media thinks we're still together." 

"Oh. How do you feel about it?"  I stayed silent signaling that I don't wanna talk about it.  "You hungry?" He asked. I nodded. "Go put your shoes on."

I came down stairs and stood at the door. He kept staring at me. 

"What?"

"Nothing. Just you're really pretty."

"Thanks." I said blushing. 

We walked out the door and I turned around and tried to lock the door and dropped the keys.

"Damn." I bent over to pick them up not realizing how close Dr. Samuels was and I backed into him. 

"Oops. Sorry." I said blushing. 

"No it's alright...I liked it." He said laughing. 

"Doctor stop!" 

"Call me Safaree." 

"Okay. Safaree." 

"Let's go." 

We walked to his white BMW and he opened the door for me. "Thank you. You're such a gentleman." He closed the door and got in. 

"So, where we going?" I asked nonchalantly. 

"It's a surprise." 

A few minutes later we arrived at Red Lobster. Yeah the one I got fired at. He came around and opened my door. "Thaaaaank You Safaree." I said in my little girl voice. 

"You're welcome." He said in his little boy voice. It was kinda disturbing. 

"Don't ever do that again." 

"Do what?"

"That voice." 

"But I thought it was cute." He said frowning. 

"It was." I said pinching both of his cheeks. 

We waked in and I recognized a couple people. 

"Hi, welcome to Red--- Onika is that you?" 

"Yes." 

"It's me. Kathryn." 

"Oh hey." I said hugging her. While she was hugging me she saw Safaree.

"And who's this?" She said letting go. 

"My doct--- friend Safaree." 

"Oh nice to meet you." Safaree nodded and smiled. She guided us to our table. "Your waiter will be right with you." 

"Thanks Ryn." 

We engaged in small talk for a little. Then we ordered and started talking again. 

"So what's a beautiful woman like you having man problems for?" 

"Safaree I really don't want to talk about that." 

"Nicki, you have to talk to someone." 

"I know I'm just not ready." 

"Okay." 

It was quiet for a bit, until I decided to start crying. 

"What's wrong?" 

"I don't know if I want this baby anymore." 

"You don't have to if you don't want to." 

I cleared myself up and was ready to leave. 

"Can we go?" 

"Yeah." Safaree slapped a twenty on the table and they left. It was silent in the car until Moment 4 Life came on. Safaree started singing. Then came Drake's part. I tried to bear through it, but then had to shut it off. 

"Hey I like that song!"  

"Well I don't anymore." 

"What's wrong with it?" 

"My baby's daddy is in it." 
 
Safaree sat there shocked but cleared it up not to hurt her feelings. 

"Oh um, I'm here for you." 

"Thanks." 

He pulled up to my house. He came around and opened my door.

"Thanks for dinner." I said hugging him. 

"You're welcome. See you later." 

"Okay." 

"Don't hesitate to call."

"Okay." 

I walked in the house to see Drake sitting on my couch. 

"What are you doing here?!" 

"I'm here to clear things up." 

"I don't care. Please leave." 

"No! We're gonna talk!" He said getting up and slamming the door.

"Drake! Get out of my house!" 

"SHUT UP!!!" He said slapping me and grabbing me by my arms. 

"Drake you're hurting me!" 

"GOOD!" 

I started screaming.

"Shut up!" 

Safaree was still sitting outside and heard me and came rushing in.

"GET OFF OF HER!!!" Safaree said.

Drake let go of me and they started fist fighting.

"Safaree stop!" He didnt hear me.

"SAFAREE STOP!" He looked at me and got off of Drake. 

"Sorry Nicki. I just---" I kissed him. I pulled away. 

"Thank you." He kept staring at me.

"Sorry for kissing you." I said looking down. 

"No, I loved it." He kissed me back. The kiss was more passionate this time. 

"You wanna stay with me?" He asked.

"Sure. I don't think it's safe here." 

"I'll get Drake out."

"Okay hun. I'm going to pack."

Safaree put Drake outside and Drake ran to his car. I came downstairs a few minutes later. 

"You ready?" He said looking in my eyes.

"Yes." I pecked his lips. 












Sunday, June 9, 2013

Doctor's Wife (Part 1)

"You ready Nicki?" My bestie Candi asked me. 

"Yeah! I'm gonna tear down the show tonight." I said too unconvincing for her. 

"Nic? You alright?" She said with a concerned face. 

"Yeah. Why?" I said chokingly. 

"You look lightheaded and sick." 

"I'm fine." 

"Nicki you're needed in five." Lauren said.

"K." I closed the magazine I was reading and sprung from the couch. On my way to the stage I could hear team Minaj yelling my name and acting mad ratchet as always. Hearing them kinda settled my stomach. I haven't told anyone about my pregnancy. I plan on keeping that way for a while. He got me pregnant and we stopped talking. I have to tell someone before it gets noticeable. Okay Nicki 3,2,1... Super Bass started playing. I walked out reciting the words. I went on until, He cold, he dope, he might sell---
I felt woozy, lightheaded to the 100th degree. I remember my fans faces as everything went black. 

I woke up looking around in an ambulance, everyone's shouting and screaming didn't help the headache I was having. No one was really paying attention to me, there was this man in blue scrubs sitting on the side of me. He looked up at me.

"Hey." He said smiling. He had pearly white teeth, a shaven beard, crystal deep brown eyes, he was muscular in the arms and short wavy hair. 

"Hi." I said not smiling. The talking stopped and I went back to sleep. All I remember is being taken out of the ambulance. 

"I love you." He said hugging me 

"I have to tell you something." 

"What?"

"I'm pregnant." 

"WHAT?!!! YOU CAN'T BE PREGNANT!" 

"Please stop yelling at me!" 

"We have to abort it."

"I'm not aborting my baby!!" 

"Nicki, I'm not ready for a baby."

"I'm not doing it." 

"Bye Nicki." 

"No wait Dr....." 

I sprung from my sleep and found my self in a hospital room. There were people sitting around me. Candi rushed up to me.

"Hey mama, you okay?" 

"Hey Candi." 

"So what happened? What's going on?"

I thought of the dream I just had. Tears started rushing down my cheeks. 

"What is it Nic?" 

"I'm pregnant."

"What?!"

"Please don't yell at me." 

"Nicki I---Who's the father?" 

"Drake." 

"What?!" 

"Candi stop!" 

"Sorry Nic, I'm just shocked. I'm here for you anything you need." 

"Thank you Candi." 

There was a knock at the door. It was the  man in the blue scrubs. He looked at Candi not noticing me. 

"Is she awa---," he looked at me "Oh hey. I see you're awake. 

"I'm your doctor. Dr. Samuels. How do you feel?" 

"I feel fine. Can I go home?"

"Can I speak to you alone?" 

Everyone walked out of the room. 

"Ma'am you realize that you're pregnant?"

"Yes." I said sadly. It makes me crumble every time I think about it. 

"You need to chill." 

"I can't, not everyone knows." 

"So?"

"So, if I just stop people's gonna know something's up, I'm gonna get fat, their gonna know I'm pregnant, then ask who's the father." 

"What's wrong with the father part?" 

"He doesn't want a baby." I said looking down. Replaying that scene in my head over and over. 

"You need to talk to him." Dr. Samuels walked out of the room. 

I thought. Yes Onika, you need to talk to him.


Thursday, May 2, 2013

Jail Stories (Story 3)

I went to the showers. 

There was always this one guy who was obsessed with me since I stepped in the prison.  

"Hey we fuckin' today?" He said smiling. 

"Get away from me." 

"What's wrong babe?" He said resting his head on my shoulder.

"Get off of me!" I said shaking him off. 

"We gon make love before you leave."

This made me cringe. I don't have a problem with gay people, just ones that throw themselves at me in a serious way. 
I washed and thought. Damn, do I really need her? I thought deeper. Should I have killed him? I wonder how she's doing?

NICKI NICKI NICKI

"Girl, you know I love da chocolate!" Nicki's friend Candi said. 

"Hahahhhaaa! Candi you TOO live right now!" I said. 

The fun and laughing slowed down and Candi brought up a more touchy subject. 

"When you gonna start dating again?"

I sighed not wanting to talk about it. 
"I don't want to."

"Nicki, you've got to move on. What's stopping you?"

"Drake."

"Oh Nic! That was 8 years ago." 

"I know Candi!! I just miss him."

"We all do hun." She said hugging me.

"And it's all my fault." I was crying at this point. 

"Hey, don't start crying. It was NOT your fault." 

"Yes it was! I treated that nerd like shit. I should've been nice." 

"He did what he did. It's over. Now I want to go buy shoes."

"Haha okay." 


Friday, April 26, 2013

Admiration

*Safaree Thinking*

I've been staring at her for awhile. Damn. She caught me. Stop staring. Stop staring. Good boy. No, No, NOOOOO!!!! The bulge. Don't think about it and it'll go away. Don't think about it, Don't think about it. No! Don't get bigger! Maybe she stopped looking. Damn! She caught you again. Just focus on the teacher. Alright let's look again, and she's not looking. Good. *bell rings* Good class is over. I got up and ran out the room. 

Thursday, March 7, 2013

High School (part 1)

I sat down in the library trying to finish homework. I wanted to be alone. I ALWAYS wanted to be alone. I saw another spot in the back of the library. "Quiet." I thought and smiled. I grabbed all of my stuff and rushed to that available seat. I sat down relieved and somewhat relaxed. I opened my science and began my homework.

There was a boy that walked in and sat in the seat across from me.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asked.

"No." I said still looking at my science book.

"How are you today?" He asked.

I looked up. "Look if you don't mind, I'm trying to do my homework." Then looked back down at my homework.

"Sorry." He said a little disappointed.

There was a long pause. Then he spoke again.

"My name's Drake." He said wanting me to shake his hand.

I looked at him again "Hi." I closed my book put it in my bag and got up and left the library.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Jail Stories (Story 2)

"If you saw Onika right now. What would you feel." The detective asked.

"Rage."

"Why?"

"Because she chose that stupid jock over me!!"

"Okay calm down. Do you know the jock's name?"

"I vowed never to say his name."

"Okay do you want to get our of here?!"

I nodded.

"Okay stop being difficult and answer the question."

"Drake."

"Funny he's famous too."

That made me mad even more. I felt the rage building up.

"Do you have anger issues?"

"No! I DON'T AND STOP DOING THIS TO ME!"

"Mmmhmm. What makes you mad?"

"You. Drake. Onika."

"Has anyone visited you ever since--"

"No."

"You've got a bad attitude."

"Shut up."

"So you do wanna stay here?"

"Right now I don't give a fuck!"

"Okay."

I watched the detective as she walked out of the room. Then stared at my hands.

"When I get out of here, you're mine."

Monday, December 17, 2012

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."