Doctor'a Wife (Part 3)

We pulled up to his home in about 10 minutes. Either he was driving fast or he lives really close to me. He put in the code to the gate and drove in. HIS HOUSE WAS HUGE! Bigger than mine. I tried to not show any jealousy. 

"Jealous much?" He said laughing at me.

"Hey you shut up." 

"Is that anyway to talk to your host?" 

"Sorry." I said looking down.

"Hey, I was just playing." 

"It's okay, I just have a lot on my mind right now."

"I'm here if you ever want to talk about it."

"Thanks." 

We walked in to the house and he gave me a tour. 

"And this is your room." It was all pink. Different shades and textures. It kinda scared me that a single man had a room full of pink. 

"Why do you have a room full of pink?"

"My nieces visit sometimes."

"Oh." I realized how far away my room is from his. I'll be fine. He left and let me settle in. I put my stuff in the drawers and started watching TV. I noticed this TV had parental block on it, but I didn't mind watching Spongebob. I'd have to find another TV when Love & Hip-Hop comes on. I started to dose off until Safaree's voice came through the intercom on the wall. 

"Hey Nicki, come downstairs. I wanna show something." 

"Be right down!" I ran downstairs and into the living room seeing Safaree holding something fuzzy. He sat on the floor. 

"Oh my gosh, Safaree he's so cute!!!" Safaree had a Pomeranian. 

"He's yours." 

"What?" I said looking at him. 

"I noticed that you were lonely at your house so I bought you this dog." 

"Thanks Safaree." I said hugging him. 

"Your welcome. What you gonna name him?" 

"Hmm," I said holding him and stroking my chin.

"I'm gonna name you... Dexter." I said in my British accent. 

"I like Simba." Safaree said.

"I like Dexter." 

"Then I'll call him Simba." 

"No, you will call him Dexter." 

"Yes ma'am." 

"Now run along darling." She said fanning him away. 

I sat Dexter down on my bed and we dosed off to Spongebob. I woke up and my stomach instantly started growling. 

I went downstairs with Dexter following me and looked for something to eat. 

I opened a few cabinets and saw some almonds. Yay! Now all I need is some cranberries. I searched around looking for some. I spotted them all the way at the top of the cabinet. Damn tall people. I looked for a ladder. I looked in the laundry room. Ah! There you are. I grabbed it and went back into the kitchen. I walked up the steps and tried to reach them. But I was too short. I stood on top of the counter and reached. I almost had them until Dexter barked and it scared me so I fell. This woke Safaree up and he came running in. He saw me on the ground and started laughing.

"It's not funny." I said pouting. He kept laughing harder and harder. I got up and ran to my room. 

"Hey Nicki I'm sorry!" He said seriously.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I said shouting through a closed door. Tears started streaming down my cheeks. He walked upstairs and knocked on my door.

"Nicki open up." 

"NO!" 

"Nicki I'm sorry." 

I heard scratching at the door and Dexter's collar. I cracked the door enough for Dexter to walk in then shut it and locked it. I layed on my bed. I didn't hear Safaree for a while, so I opened my door. He was laying down sleep out side my door. I woke him up and told him to come lay with me. 

"Nicki I really am sorry."

"It's okay. I guess I overreacted." 

He noticed I'd been watching kid shows all day. 

"Oh I forgot to take off the parental block." He punched in the code and gave me the remote back. 

"Yay!! Love & Hip-Hop."

"You like this show?" 

"Love it!" 

"What? This is garbage." 

"Shut. Up." 

Attorney to Wife (Part 1) FULL VERSION

Safaree has been an attorney for 5 years strong and has had all types of cases. He had to go to court today, for a drug & prostitution case. He walked into the court room and got aquatinted with his client.

"Hi. Onika?"

"Yeah." She said dully.

"I was just trying to get to know you." 

"For what?" She snapped.

Safaree looked puzzled. "I just do it to be nice." 

"Well not everyone wants you to know their business." 

"Okay." He said backing off. He paused for a minute before asking his next question.

"How old are you?"

"Why?!" 

"I have to know to correct the judges sentencing." He lied.

"24." 

"Why are you doing this?" 

"Some people have to make money." 

"This is SO not the way to do it." 

"Why don't you stay OUT of my business."

"Well I'm kinda already in it. I am your attorney." 

"You already get on my nerves and I don't even know you well." 

"Well you need me." 

"Actually I don't need YOU. I can always get someone else." 

"Their probably not as good as I am."

"I bet they're better." 

"Damn, you're really bitter." 

"And you're really annoying."

The judge walked in. "All rise." Everyone did the oath and they proceeded with the case. 

"It seems here Ms. Maraj that you're charged with prostitution and illegal usage of drugs."  

Safaree spoke. "Yes, your honor."

The judge spoke again. "14 years no bail." He hit the gavel.

"What?!" Nicki said with her eyes almost leaving her sockets. 

"Nicki sit." Safaree said and went up to the judge.

"Can we please negotiate the bail?"

"Okay. Twelve-thousand-dollars bail." 

"Thank you judge." Safaree walked back to Nicki. 

"He said twelve-thousand-dollars bail." 

"What?! That's a lot of money." 

"I'll help you out." He said winking at her.

Nicki was awoke by her alarm clock. 

What kind of dream was that? She asked herself. Me? A prostitute? Haha! Nicki did her daily awake up routine. She's been handling a case with this Safaree Samuels for months now. Safaree has been a drug dealer for 2 years. One day while selling, a cop in disguise asked for some, sure enough he was arrested. The judge issued him too much undeserved time.

Nicki walked into the court room a little to prepare herself. She thought. Why do people sell dope anyway? Well maybe they have to make a living. This was nothing new to Nicki. She's seen dope dealers, prostitutes, pimps, mass murders, and serial killers. After few minutes of waiting, the jury started filling the empty spaces. Then came the judge and Safaree. He came and sat next to me. 

"Good morning, Nicki." He smiling ear to ear.

"Good morning, Safaree." I said laughing a little. 

"Why you laugh?" He said with a confused face. 

"I don't know." 

"You look really pretty today Mrs. Maraj." 

"Ms." 

"Oh I though you'd be married."

"Why?" I said laughing. 

"I've always thought pretty women were married." He said grinning.

"You are ridiculous." I said laughing. 

The judge walked in and started. Safaree was definitely going to prison. I was just there to limit his time. 

"You'd think a judge be carried in. Ol' conceited ass." Safaree mumbled to me.

"Shut up." I said hitting him. 

"Son, how long have you been dealing?" the judge asked. 

"Two years, your honor." 

"Two years in prison!" He hit the gavel. The officers handcuffed him and off he went. I watched as he was taken away. It kinda broke my heart to see him go. But I'm very emotional. 

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It's been 18 months since Safaree has been gone. I don't know why I can't stop thinking about him. It was something about him that made me very happy. I got of bed and went to check the mail. Bills, Bills, MONEY, Bills, Bil--- it was a letter from Safaree. I ran inside and opened it. 

Dear Ms. Maraj,

Hey, I was just touching basses with you. How are you doing? I miss you a lot. Things here aren't as bad as I thought, except for that one guy who wants you to fuck them. (Hehe) Look, I'm getting out of here pretty soon, and I was wondering if you could pick me up when I get out. If that's not too much to ask. I know we don't know each other very well but I really need help getting my life back on track. I love you. See you soon. 

                                       ~ Safaree 

I sat there and wrote him back. I would definitely pick him up. 

 

Attorney to Wife (Part 1) (SNEAK PEEK)

Safaree has been an attorney for 5 years strong and has had all types of cases. He had to go to court today, for a drug & prostitution case. He walked into the court room and got aquatinted with his client.

"Hi. Onika?"

"Yeah." She said dully.

"I was just trying to get to know you." 

"For what?" She snapped.

Safaree looked puzzled. "I just do it to be nice." 

"Well not everyone wants you to know their business." 

"Okay." He said backing off. He paused for a minute before asking his next question.

"How old are you?"

"Why?!" 

"I have to know to correct the judges sentencing." He lied.

"24." 

"Why are you doing this?" 

"Some people have to make money." 

"This is SO not the way to do it." 

"Why don't you stay OUT of my business."

"Well I'm kinda already in it. I am your attorney." 

"You already get on my nerves and I don't even know you well." 

"Well you need me." 

"Actually I don't need YOU. I can always get someone else." 

"Their probably not as good as I am."

"I bet they're better." 

"Damn, you're really bitter." 

"And you're really annoying."

The judge walked in. "All rise." Everyone did the oath and they proceeded with the case. 

"It seems here Ms. Maraj that you're charged with prostitution and illegal usage of drugs."  

Safaree spoke. "Yes, your honor."

The judge spoke again. "14 years no bail." He hit the gavel.

"What?!" Nicki said with her eyes almost leaving her sockets. 

"Nicki sit." Safaree said and went up to the judge.

"Can we please negotiate the bail?"

"Okay. Twelve-thousand-dollars bail." 

"Thank you judge." Safaree walked back to Nicki. 

"He said twelve-thousand-dollars bail." 

"What?! That's a lot of money." 

"I'll help you out." He said winking at her.

Note. IMPORTANT.

So it's been a while. If you go back a few months, you'll see I promised a 'Catch Me (Part 2) so since I'm being nice I'll be working on Doctor's Wife & Catch Me & some new stuff. Now, we need more followers! We need more comments. So since my Twitter is deleted, the people who do follow, can you please do a few shoutouts, let people know about the story. Also I need more comments. Just please help this story out. I don't wanna feel like I'm writing to myself. Love you gals and guys. 

                                        ~ Aydriyan  

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. 

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.

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."