Dwayne's POV
I had just walked off the stage in Miami. I felt good because it was my last show of the tour.
I walked into my dressing room and saw Nivea sitting in a chair while rubbing her stomach.
"Nivea.. what you doing here"?
"Damn I can't come to your concerts now? You used to love when I was there"
"It's not that. I just didn't expect you" I said back.
"Well... I figured I pop up since you haven't been returning my calls"
"You know I've been busy. Is the baby ok"?
"Yes he is but I have high blood pressure so they're going to induce me next week."
"Ok I'll be there. You need to be resting and not popping up"
"Again; you haven't been returning my calls."
"I'm sorry. You need anything"? I asked.
"No but just make sure you're there. I will send you the information about what hospital I'll be at and what day and time"
"I will. Did you get the money I sent you" ?
"I did and I got all of the stuff I needed for Neal" she said. That was our sons name.
"Good" I said.
"What happened to us Wayne ? Why would you do this to me? I never wanted to be pregnant and alone. How did I go from your fiancée to a baby mama to us barely talking"? She cried.
"Niv I'm sorry. I didn't intentionally do that. It just happened." I said while wiping her face.
Next thing you know, Brittney walked In to my room.
WHAT THE FUCK
"What's going on"? Brittney questioned.
"Bae I-" I was cut off by Nivea.
"Bae? Is this why you left me"? Nivea asked.
"What you mean? He said that y'all were just PR" Brittney said.
"PR? Does this look like PR to you"? She questioned while rubbing her stomach. "This is his son and I'm giving birth next week. We were very much engaged and I guess he broke off our engagement for you"
"You got to be kidding me. Is this true Wayne" ? Brittney asked while looking at me.
"I don't know why you're asking him. He's clearly been lying to the both of us" Nivea said. "I mean what, do you want more proof" ?
"I'm sorry Brittney" was all I could get out before she charged at me and started hitting me. She was screaming and crying. I grabbed her and bear hugged her.
"Let me fucking go" ! Brittney yelled. "Why the fuck would you propose to me and buy us a house"
"Wow Dwayne. So you proposed to her too" ?
"Nivea shut the fuck up, damn! Why won't you just leave" ?
" you know what... ok. I'll leave, just make sure you're here for your sons birth." She said while walking out.
Brittney tried to get loose several times but I wouldn't let her go so she just cried in my arms.
"Let me go Dwayne.....Fuck you"
"Baby please. I'm sorry"
"Let me go before I start screaming " ! She said. I let her go and she just looked at me.
"How could you" ? Brittney asked.
"I don't know. It just happened"
"Ok." She walked out and slammed the door behind her. I ran out of my dressing room to try and go find her.
Once I finally caught up to her, she was outside crying.
"Bae I'm soooo sorry. I should've told you.... I'll do whatever you want me too, to fix us. Even if you don't want to talk to me or be with me right now, just please put your ring back on."
"Dwayne You never gave a fuck about me. I've literally gave you my all and I trusted you, only for you to do all of this to me . Then you're on tv professing your love to her saying it was for PR when the whole time it wasn't. Not only that, she's pregnant with your son."
"I know.....I fucked up. I wasn't trying to hurt you. I just loved the both of you. I broke it off with her just so I can finally have a life with you and marry you."
"Yeah wharever. So be honest... have you fucked anyone since you've been on tour"?
I paused
"Hello"!!!!???
"Yeah. Shanell, and I know you won't believe it, but she kind of forced me. I didn't want too but she didn't stop".
Shanell, Juvi, Maine, Nicki, Drake, Twist, Chuckie and Tyga walked outside, headed to the tour bus. Next thing you know. Brittney charged at Shanell and started beating her ass.
We were trying to break it up but Brittney wouldn't let go of her hair and piercing. Shanell has an earring that's connected to her nose ring.
5 mins of trying to pull them apart, Brittney snatches the whole thing out . It instantly started bleeding then Brittney threw it at me and yelled "fuck you". She got into a car and sped off.
Two hours later, we were on the tour bus headed back home. I couldn't believe this shit.
Her phone went to voicemail everytime I called her. I texted her a bunch of times begging and pleading and they're not even saying delivered so I'm sure she have me blocked.
I leaned over and placed my hands over my face and just sat there. I wanted to cry so damn bad. That's how hurt I was. A nigga don't even be crying and especially not over no female.
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I walked up to my front door, dreading about going inside. I was praying that she was here the whole way home. I sighed and then went inside.
"Bae"?? I called out but got no response.
I walked upstairs to our bedroom and saw her engagement ring with a note on the bed.
Dwayne, I packed all of my things and if I left anything, just throw it away or give it to Juvi so he can give it to Nesha. You broke my beart and I just don't think I could ever forgive you for this. It's so much I want to say but what's the point....Here is your ring back. Have a great life and I hope God continues to bless your career. Love you.
I sat on the bed and a tear fell. I balled the letter up and threw it.
"FUCKKK"!! I yelled.
I put the ring on my night stand and called her private.
"Ummm hello"? She said threw the phone.
"Baby, please can we talk"?
"Bye Dwayne." She said before hanging up.
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RomansaThis story is about Two friends who met in high school, turned love birds. 💕 Lies, Manipulation, Love and Pain.