Chapter 1: late again

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Nickis POV

it is 12am at night, I'm waiting for drake to come home, he usually comes back at 10pm this is the second time this week he is coming back late, I think something is up.

I heard keys rattling at the front door, I waddled downstairs.

Nicki: DRAKE

Wayne: it's Wayne nic
He said dragging drunk drake through the door.

Nicki: where was he?

Wayne: at the club

Nicki: what the actual fuck? He has a pregnant WIFE AT HOME AND A DAUGHTER AND HES GOING OUT DRINKING AND CLUBBING WHILE IM HERE PREGNANT, AND MY FEET ARE FUCKING SWOLLEN.

Wayne just looked at me with a shocked face.

Nicki: just drop him on the floor over there.

I pointed at the middle of the sitting room.

Wayne: ight, I'll see you nic

I waved as he left the house.
I sighed and looked at drake on the floor as he slept.

I made my way upstairs and cried myself to sleep.

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??: mommy, wake up

I opened my eyes and I seen April, on my bed

I smiled

Nicki: hey baby

April: morning mommy

April: why daddy sleepy, on floor?

I sighed remembering what happened yesterday

Nicki: daddy was dizzy

April: ohhhh

Nicki: comon lets brush our teeth, and go wake up daddy.

We walked into the bathroom, and brushed our teeth, then made our way downstairs.

I got my air horn and opened the curtains.

Nicki: 1,2,3

I blew the horn in his ear.
April started laughing loudly

Drakes eyes flew open, the first thing he saw was the light from the curtain and April laughing.

He closed his eyes and held his ears.

Nicki: April go watch TV, mommy needs to talk to daddy.

April: okay
She ran out of the room.

Nicki: where were you yesterday?

Drake: nic, don't start that shit again

Nicki: what shit drake? I'm your wife and I have to no where you were?

Drake: nic just stopp

Nicki: STOP WHAT DRAKE? YOU GO CLUBBING EVERY FUCKING DAY NOW, AND IM PREGNANT AT HOME, WITH OUR 5 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER AN-

Drake: WHAT THE FUCK AM I MEANT TO DO THEN NI-

Nicki: DID YOU JUST SAY, WHAT AM I MEANT TO DO?
PULL UP YOUR PANTS AND BE A HUSBAND AND A FUCKING FATHER, I CANT DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE.

I stormed out of the room, went upstairs and starting packing my bags.
He followed me

Drake: where you going?

I ignored him and kept packing.

Drake: NIC WHERE YOU GOING
he held my wrist

Nicki: we need a break

Drake: nic we can sort this ou-

Nicki: no drake, your stressing me out and it's not good for the baby.

He nodded

Drake: be safe, I'll call you

I nodded

Drake: I love you
He kissed my forehead

I walked into Aprils room and packed a few of her stuff.

I walked downstairs,

Nicki: April lets go

A.N
IM BACK HOW DO USE LIKE IT SO FAR LET ME NO

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