Doctors Wife (Part 5)

We sat staring at each other for about 15 seconds, until he pulled me out of the closet. I was fighting him as he dragged me to the bed. I was kicking as he dragged me by my wrist. He was dragging me out of the room and down the stairs. 

"No! No!" I screamed as he kept dragging me.

"No one will save you idiot!" 

The word idiot burned. I never thought he'd stoop so low. I kicked him in his side and got loose. I sprung up and ran to Safaree's room to find something to fight him with. I looked under his bed and found his gun. Drake came upstairs and stopped right in his tracks. 

"Don't. Come near me." I said pointing the gun at him.

"Nicki, don't shoot I just wanna talk."

"YOU WANNA FUCKING TALK?!!! YOU BROKE INTO SAFA-- MY HOUSE AND TRIED TO DRAG ME OUT!!" 

Drake stayed quiet. As I figured what I was gonna say next. I saw a figure appear behind Drake. 

"Nicki don't shoot." The figure said. It was Safaree. Safaree grabbed Drake and dragged him out the house. Safaree called the police and they arrested Drake. Safaree came up stairs and I was still holding the gun, but I was sitting down. He came near me and tried to take the gun from me. I jerked away from him.

"Don't touch me." 

"Listen, Nicki, I know you're scared. But I won't hurt you. Just give me the gun." I reached for the gun again and she looked at me and gave me the gun. 

"I love you." I said trying to hug her. She moved and went downstairs.

I sat on the bed and put the gun back in its box. After a couple minutes of thinking, I went downstairs looking for Nicki. If found her watching Judge Judy recordings and eating cranberries and almonds. 

"Hey." She said motioning me to sit next to her. 

"You alright?" I said sitting next to her. 

"Yeah, just need to relax." 

"Okay. I'll be upstairs if you need me." I said kissing her forehead. 

"K. Love you."

"Love you too."

Doctors Wife (Part 4)

I woke up next to Safaree in this little twin size bed. I turned my head and looked at the clock. 7:30. I turned my head and looked at Safaree. He was cute when he slept. I looked up at the T.V. playing a re-run of Moesha. Moesha on VH1? That sorta confused me. I giggled a little making Safaree stir. I tried to get up quietly to use the bathroom, but he turned around and grabbed my waist. 

"Hey." He said.

"Hey." I said kinda confused.

"You wanna go to dinner?" 

"Sure." 

"Get dressed up." 

"How much time do I have?" 

"What time is it?"

"7:32." 

"You have 2 hours."

"K." 

Safaree got up and left the room and closed the door behind him.

I sprung from the bed and unzipped my suitcase. I scanned around for a dress. 

No. No. No. I thought throwing dress on the bed. Oohhh!!! I thought pulling out a black dress. I grabbed my red bottoms and threw it on. I did my hair in a up-do. I threw on minimal makeup just some natural eyeshadow, pink lips, and some lashes. Nothing major. I sprayed on Pink Friday and walked downstairs. Safaree was sitting on the couch. 

"Hi." I said waving.

"Wow!! You look amazing." He said with is eyes bugging out. 

"Thank you." I said blushing of course. 

"You ready?" He asked staring in my eyes. 

"Yes." I said softly staring back in his eyes. 

We walked to his BMW and set off. We had been riding in his car for 20 minutes. 

"Um, Safaree?"

"Yes?"

"Where are we going? We've been driving for a while."

"You'll see babe." The sound of babe warmed my heart. I smiled. In about 15 minutes we arrived at a place called Rafains. 

"Ohh. I've heard of this place."

"Get ready to enjoy yourself."

We sat and ate. We were engaging in conversation until I looked across the room and caught Drake's eye. He was staring right at me. We glared at each other. It seemed like forever. He shook his head and took a sip of whatever he was drinking. He turned his attention back to the girl he was on a date with. I guess I was staring to long cause Safaree asked me something. 

"Nicki? What--what are you staring at?" He said looking at me and looking in the direction I was looking. 

"Sorry, just day dreaming." Safaree nodded and kept talking where he left off. 

"Safaree I have to go to the ladies room." I said cutting him off. 

"Okay." He said kind of confused. I walked into the restroom exhaling. Then I saw the girl Drake was on a date with. I went to the sink and washed my hands. She was at the sink right next to me reapplying her make up. 

"You're Nicki right?" She asked me putting on mascara. 

"Yes." I said looking down at my hands.

"You can have him back. If you want." She said shrugging. She never made eye contact.

"I don't want him back." I spat glaring at her. She knew exactly what she was doing.

"Slow down. Just trying to help." 

"Well try helping by staying out of others people's business." I stormed out of the restroom. I sat back down with Safaree.

"You alright?" He asked. 

"Yes, just ready to go." I smiled. 

"Okay." He placed a 100 dollar bill on the table and started waking Drake's direction to leave. I didn't want Safaree to go nuts, so I directed him the other way.

We made it home and I walked up stairs. 

"You don't wanna chill with me?" 

"I'll be back down, just got to get comfortable."

I walked to "my" room and Dexter rushed to me. I stripped my clothes and realized I left the door open. Then I heard Safaree coming up stair. I quickly shut it with out him seeing me. Good Nicki. I jumped in the shower then put a oversized pullover sweater and pj pants. I put my hair in a messy bun and went back downstairs. I didn't see Safaree, so I went back upstairs to find him. I approached his room. His door was half way closed. I peeked in to see him in just boxers. He looked perfect. 6 pack, big pecs, strong arm muscles, v line, and shall I say what was underneath those boxers? He started putting on his pj pants. I knocked like I had just come upstairs. 

"Safaree?" I said knocking again.

"Oh. Come in." He said putting on a shirt.

"Can we watch a movie?" I asked looking around his room.

"Yeah what you wanna watch?"

"White Chicks." 

"Okay." He searched for it on Netflix and found it. After 20 minutes of watching I fell asleep next Safaree. I woke up 30 minutes later and he was gone. He left a note: 

Emergency at the hospital. I'll be back soon. I love you so much, Nicki. 

                                       - Safaree

I smiled at the note. I was daydreaming about him when I heard glass shattering downstairs. I grabbed my phone and tried calling Safaree. Voicemail. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I ran and hid in the closet. 

"I know yo ass is in here!" It was Drake. I didn't hear him walking anymore so I peeked out the closet. Our eyes looked together. 

"Found you." He said smiling devilishly. It felt like my heart stopped. 

Attorney to Wife (Part 2)

Today is the day that Safaree would be released from prison. I set up the guest room the night before. I was overexcited to see him. I got there early to get him. I signed him out and took him home.

"Wow you have a big house."

"Yeah I guess."

"This is a lot of house for one little lady."

"I guess so."

We pulled up to my house and I helped get his bags. I grabbed my keys and unlocked the door. 

"Welcome to your new home." 

"Wow. This is nice." 

"Thanks. I'll show you your room."  

We started to walk up the stairs. 

"Why did I buy this big ass house?" I murmured. 

We made it to his room. He sat his stuff down. 

"So, how do you like it?" I said cheesing. 

"It's better than staring a cement blocks and metal." He said unzipping his suitcase.

"Well I'll leave you to settle in." I turned and started to walk away. He grabbed my wrist and I turned around.

He looked me in deep into my eyes. 

"Thank you for every thing that you are doing for me, I really appreciate it. How can I repay you?" 

I held his face in my hands. 

"Promise me you will never go to prison or do anything bad again."  He looked away. 

"Promise me." I said. He looked back at me. 

"I promise. But, I would go back to prison just for you."  

I let go of his face and walked out the room. 

 

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