Could this get any worse? (A YMCMB Story)

Next chapter

NICKI'S POV

I just had to get Tyler back. No fucker messes with the baddest bitch! Is he playing me and Rih or not? I'm just confused...

As I made my way into the garden, I bumped into someone.

"H-hey baaaarbie!" Lauren laughed. She was drunk.

"For god sake Lauren! Have you been drinking? I told you not to!" I snapped.

"You're drunk Nicki...n-not me" she laughed. She was stuttering, slurring, and her pupils were huge.

"I'm not as bad as you! Who gave you alcohol?" I asked.

"Everyone! I love you Nic Nic!" She giggled. A smile crept on my lips.

"Lauren, it's not funny! Who has gave you alcohol?" I laughed.

"Tyga- no- Justin- no- Jyga. Yeah some one called Jyga," she slurred as she scrunched up her face.

"You're obviously making that up. There's no one called Jyga. But now I know who you've been getting it off!" I sighed. She suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck. Mike suddenly walked through the kitchen.

"I'm ever so sorry Nicki! I've been telling her not to drink, she wouldn't listen!" He sighed. He definitely looked older than 18. He was a handsome kid...his eyes were bright green.

"It's fine, can you carry her to the living room and lay her on the sofa please?" I asked.

"Yeah, of course," he smiled. He un-wrapped her arms from around my neck and carried her bridal style.

"Get yo fucking hands off my girl!" Twist shouted. As soon as Mike put her on the sofa, Twist jumped on his back. Justin and Chuckee came running in and tried to get him off Mike. It was no use. Twist and Mike began fighting. Twist began punching Mike in the face continuously. Wayne and Drake came running in to break them apart.

Wayne had hold of Mike, and Drake had hold of Twist.

"Da fuck going on? You on something?" Wayne asked.

"Nah, just that asshole had his hands on my girl!" Twist snapped.

"Yeah because I asked him to! He was doing I and Lauren a favour!" I said running my hands through my hair.

"He's fucking physco!" Mike shouted.

"Man you gonna have to go home sorry. Twist has had too much to drink, but how about you stop by tomorrow?" Drake said softly as he tightened his grip on Twist's arms. Mike nodded his head as Wayne let him go. Lauren was sat there oblivious to what was even going on.

"Has she had something?" I asked.

"Like what?" Chuckee asked.

"Drugs..." I replied worriedly.

"How would we know?" Twist asked.

"You been wid her all fuckin' night unless you been busy gettin' 'udder' pussy," Wayne laughed.

"Man that ain't funny. I love Lauren and wouldn't do that..." Twist sighed.

"I was just joking wit chu man," Wayne spoke.

"What if her drink has been spiked?" I asked. I sat next to her. "Lauren, who has been with you all night?" I asked.

"Me..." She laughed. What the fuck she on about?

"You're best off asking her in the morning Nic! It's no good! She might just be really drunk," Justin said as he looked at her.

"Justin's right. Just give her some water..." Drake said.

She definitely needs it...

*2 HOURS LATER*

After giving Lauren some water, we left her to sleep. It was now 4 am, and all the guests had gone. Everyone was in bed apart from me, Drake, and Chuckee.

"Chuckee was easy flirting with all the girls tonight, ain't that right," Drake laughed.

"Yeah, they wanted me. Sorry Nic, I know you jealous baby," Chuckee grinned.

"Such a shame Chuckee!" I laughed.

"Aye, I have noticed you have got yo eye on Tyler," Chuckee laughed.

"No I haven't," I blushed.

"Then why you blushing?" Said a familiar voice. I looked across the room to see Tyler stood there in nothing but boxers. Well...this is awkward...

-----------------------------------------

Okay, so I know this is short and boring, but some unexpected drama will be happening very shortly. It's gonna be the biggest yet...