Ours For The Taking

chapter 23: Once I Loved You....

I'm such a liar omfg. i wrote this whole entire thing and then realized i was gonna do Safaree's POV. Damn. Okay, well, I'll do it NEXT chapter.

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(NEXT DAY, NICKI'S HOUSE, CALIFORNIA, NICKI'S POV)

"Mmm...SAFAREE!" I moaned. "The fuck did you jus call me?" Meek stopped and stood up, leaving me naked underneath him. "I mean..um..." I giggled at myself. "What's funny?"

I started laughing a little harder. "Ohh...that's not funny. Sorry." I covered my mouth to keep my giggles from escaping. I put my legs down. "Man.." He put his boxers back on. "You're just gonna leave me here like this?" I frowned. "Yea..after you called me Safaree...I think I had enough for this morning."

"But... I ain't even get mine.." I pouted, getting up and putting my robe on. "You can try again later..maybe you'll get my name right." He walked out of my room. "Meek..I'm sorry.." I followed him and pulled on his arm.

(TWO HOURS LATER)

"You're fucking lying!" Sherika and I laughed so hard. "I swear to God!! I started laughing and he got mad!" I yelled.

"I can't believe you yelled out the wrong name. Oh my fucking god Nika you got me rollin." She fell off the couch and onto the floor, laughing uncontrollable. "For real! He was mad as fuck!!" I cackled. "That's what you get for fuckin all the time. Done forgot the nigga name already!"

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Shut up!"

"Bitch, what we doin today?" She sat back on the couch. "Girl, I don't know. Everything's been fucked up since the freakin tour director got killed. I mean, I feel bad and R.I.P or whatever...but," I started snapping my fingers while I spoke, "I got work to do. I can't be worrying about this."

"Yea, I understand." She sighed.

"Will you go to the store for me please?" I ask. "Sure hoe, whatchu want?" She stood up. "Here go the list." I walked into the kitchen and took the grocery list off of the fridge. "Dang, I hope you givin me a card or somthin...WHO gone pay for all this? TUH."

"Rika what is you goin through!? Get cho ghetto ass out my house. Here." I went to my big black purse and looked in all the pockets for loose change. I handed her 3 hundred dollar bills. "What if they don't take hundreds?" She asks. "Where you plan on goin? The gas station? Damn." I handed her some 20's and she gave me the hundreds back. She smiled. "Okay. Imma be back in a minute. Bye."

"Bye!" I hugged her. I opened the big gate for her and she left.

When Meek came back, he wasn't mad anymore. And I was glad. "Hey baby." He picked me up and I squealed. He kissed my lips and smiled. "What's wrong?" He frowned, sitting me down on the counter in the kitchen. "I'm sorry about earlier baby, I really am. it's just...I just...I'm sorry."

"It's okay." He sighed.

(THAT NIGHT, 11:00 PM)

Meek and I just got back from my tour rehersal. We're laying on the couch in the TV room, watching Forensic Files. My head was on the foot of the couch and his head was in between my legs, and I was paying with his hair. "Ow!" He groaned, while I pulled out a knot. "Nigga yo hair nappy." I laughed.

"Yo hair about to be nappy why you talkin." He turned over and pulled himself up my body, laying kisses on my neck. That's when my phone rang. It was Safaree. "Ughh..." I rolled my eyes. "What does he want? I was jus bout to slide in."  He winked at me, and I smiled. "But I have to answer. He knows not to call me with some bullshit, especially now. It's probably really important."

"Alright." He patted my butt as I walked out with my phone.

"Hello?" I answered. "Nicki I think I left something at your house."

"Okay? And?"

"Can I come get it?"

"It's like 11:30 PM." I rolled my eyes. "Please, It's important."

"Apparently not, since you left it."

"Okay then I won't come inside you can sit it outside of the gate and I'll come and get it. It's a black binder with a lock on it. It's in my man cave. I'll come by in an hour and pick it up." He says. "Fine.. I'll go find it." I say, and hang up.

I went downstairs into his old man cave. On the counter, there was a black binder with a big ass lock. I burrowed my eyebrows and looked at the lock. I put in 12-08-82: my birthday. That's his password to everything. It unlocked.

I opened the binder and smiled. It was a binder full of pictures of Safaree and I. The first pictures were us in 2001, and it kept going through every year. When I got to 2004, I saw the picture of Safaree proposing to me. It brought  instant tears to my eyes. I kept going, laughing at some pictures, and crying at others.

I started getting toward the end, and recent pictures started surfacing. There were TMZ articles about us breaking up. There was the one when I busted the windows out of his car, when I was crying on Angie's show, even super recent ones, about Meek and I. Then there was one about him and K Michelle.

I reached the last page. There was a baggie taped to it, and it contained both of our rings. Under it, it said, "Once I loved you, I'll always love you. 2004-2014." 

I sat down with the book. I held it close to my heart and cried. Meek walked in. "Get out!" I yelled. "What's wrong?"

"Is there a car outside?" I got up and walked to the window. "Yea..I think.."

I went downstairs and ran outside. It was super dark, and all I could see was a cars headlights. I ran down the long driveway and walked to Safaree's car. He got out. I looked back at the house, and Meek was standing outside, watching me.

I pushed Safaree behind the gate so Meek couldn't see us. I kissed him, and he kissed back. Like, a real kiss. A long, passionate kiss, not just a peck on the lips. "What was that?" He asks. "I looked in the binder. I love it."

He didn't know what it say, so he kissed me again. "Nicki! Hurry up! I got something for you in the bedroom!" Meek yelled from the porch. I pulled away from the kiss and waited for him to say something. "You know I love you." Safaree said, hugging me. "Love you too." I kissed his cheek and pushed my hair back. "Alright. Go to sleep, it's late."

I smiled and gave him his binder. I watched him drive off. Then I went back inside, and Meek and I watched a movie until I fell asleep.

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