Chapter 18

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**Nic POV**

I waited up for Drake until he finally came home past midnight smelling like alcohol for like the 8th night in a row.

"Where have you been?" I asked once he came up the steps.

"Out." He shrugged.

"Are you drunk?"

"I dont know.. Am I?" He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Get off me!" I cried out.

"Why?" he tightened his grip.

"Get Off!" I demanded.

He let go..

"Im tired of you coming home late and drunk."

"Who said I was drunk?"

" I smell the liquor every night."

"Mmm.. Okay" he went and laid in the bed, curving my every word.

"I don't want you sleeping in the same bed as me." I folded my arms.

"Fuck you mean? We're together right?" he growled.

"I don't know.. Are we?"

"What?" he looked at me with his face all scrunched up.

"Where do you go every night?" I asked.

"OUT like I said."

"Out where?

"A club. With the guys and a few gir-"

I cut him off, "look, you don't have to go home but you do need to get the hell out of my house."

"Why the attitude?" his voice began to ascend.

"Don't raise your voice at me."

He looked at me blankly.

"What?" I snapped.

"You gonna just tell me to leave?" he asked.

"Every night you're out drinking with the guys and some GIRLS. Meanwhile Im carrying your baby and Im left alone." I explained.

"What you stressing Girls for?"

"Oh nothing Aubrey." I faked a smile and began walking to Rika's room.

He grabbed my arm, "What?"

"Aubrey let me go." I tugged.

"We're not done talking."

"What else is there to say?" I tugged again.

"First, Im sleeping in OUR bed."

"Go ahead, Im not." I rolled my eyes.

"Where you sleeping?"

" with Rika."

"Jad- I mean Nicki we--" he began but I cut him off.

"Now you don't even know my name?!" I pulled away from him, "you were about to call me Jade!"

"No I wasn't it was just a mistake."

"Whatever" I turned away, I didn't want to show how hurt I really was.

He slammed me against the wall and had me pinned, "Listen to me, and listen close okay?"

"You're hurting me!" I complained.

"Are you listening!?"

"You are hurting me!!" I shouted.

He loosed his grip a little so I tried to take it was a chance to run but I failed. He dragged me to our room. I tried to pull away but was faced with a slap to the face.

"Listen to me!" he shouted in my face.

I stared at him, hurt. "D-did you just?"

It took everything in me not to cry right then and there.

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