Chapter 5: Pt. 2

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Meek POV

I waited until Onika got into the hotel lobby to pull off.

I shook my head to myself as I found my mind drifting off thinking about her.

"One night with this woman and I'm turning soft. She's dangerous", I mumbled to myself in awe.

I turned on the radio and played "March Madness" by Future.

TWEET: She gone keep it so real with a nigga that imma come back and always gone fuck with her.

I closed the app and sped off to head to Tak and the other Chasers. We had a jet to catch in a couple hours.

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Nic POV

I went up to our suite and busted out laughing.

Sherika, Thembi, TT and Candi were all sprawled out in the bed and on the couch. There were Myx and Vodka bottles everywhere.

"What is yall going through?" I said as I sat my purse and yesterdays clothes down.

TT-*sleepily mumbles*- "Thotiana, you fucked him."

Nic- "Bitch you don't know what da fuq I did" I said through a smile.

I began to think back onto last night and my deep dimples appeared.

By this time, all the girls were up. I decided to go lay across them.

Sherika- "How was it?"

Nic- "It was unbelievable...he put it downnnnn...and he woke my kitty up before I woke up."

Candi- "He a hood nigga. That shit was probably to die for."

Nic- "Indeed it was. I kinda miss him now tho and we only spent one night together."

Sherika- "That's cause you love him fool...you always have and now that yall finally took it to that level, ur feelings are going to just grow."

Nic- "Thanks for that, Dr. Phil".

We all shared some laughs as I thought about what she said. What if now that I had sex with him, he would stop trying to chase me.

I reached for my phone and decided to text him:

"I miss you already.... :-( Don't play me Rhimeek!!!!"

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Meek POV

I was smiling at my phone trying to think of the perfect reply to text Onika. I heard a siren and lights appearing in my rearview. I looked on my dash and saw that I wasn't speeding or anything.

"Fuck" I mumbled as I pulled over.

I reached over to make sure my glove compartment was locked and grabbed my license, registration and insurance card. Yall know I hate pigs man.

Officer- "Do you know why I stopped you, sir?

Meek- "No, I wasn't speeding or nothin man."

I noticed the officer eyeing my backseat and scanning over my whip. I was in a 2016 Maybach Benz s600.

Officer- "You failed to yield to the oncoming traffic. License and registration please."

Meek- "Basically I'm driving while black? Not to mention I'm in this fly ass car...gotcha." I said furiously as I handed him my information.

He went to run it. I wasn't worried about anything cause I'm legit. I'm still on probation from some shit that happened when I was younger but im cool.

5-10 minutes passed and he still didn't come back yet. Next thing I know, another officer pulled up behind him.

"What the fuck is happening." I mumbled to myself while looking in the rearview mirror. I seen both Officers walking towards me.

Officer- "Do you mind if we take a look in your car and glove compartment, Mr. Williams?"

Meek- "Hell yeah I mind. I ain't do shit man. My shit locked and i know my rights so you not lookin no where without no damn warrant, man. Just write my ticket so I can go."

Officer #2- "Step out the car with your hands above your head" yelled into my face.

Meek- "Wtf dog.", I angrily spat as I did as I was told.

They immediately threw me on the car and started patting me down. They took my phone out my pocket which was now ringing. "Onika" flashed across my screen. I got even more angry that I couldn't answer.

Officer- "Robert Williams, you are eudner arrest for resisting arrest. Anything you say can and will be used against yu in the court of law. " one of the pigs starting reading my miranda rights.

They locked the cuffs on my wrists and threw me in the back of the paddywagon. I put my head down and tried to make sense of what the fuck just happened.
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Nic POV

I called Meek after I seen he read my message and didn't text me back. It rung but he didn't pick up. I called again and it went right to voicemail.

I instantly became annoyed. I guess he got what he wanted and didn't want anything to do with me anymore.

Sherika- "What's wrong?"

Nic- "I'll tell you later. I need to get ready to head out to this interview."

I changed my clothes and headed out to the Maybach. Meek was heavy on my mind but I pushed him out as I began to focus in the tasks at hand.

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This is very dry, and short. my bad. it's late and I just wanted to update. I'll try not to half-ass it anymore.

I'm going to make up for it tomorrow tho.

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