Onikafaree *Sequel*

Chapter 22

~Later That Day~7:47 p.m.~

~Safaree POV~

Wayne:You didn't go see your son?

Safaree:No. Because I was wit y'all.

Drake:Did you want to go see him?

Safaree:Yeah, but I know Nic would've gave me a hard time.

Wayne:She would do that. So, what you gonna do?

Safaree:Wait until she gets back.

Kelly:That's gonna be awhile.

Safaree:You talk to her?

Kelly:Just got off the phone with her. She's mad at you. She won't be back soon.

Safaree:How long?

Kelly:3-4 weeks.

Safaree:Oh my goodness.

Kelly:Not my fault. Has anyone seen Mia and Onika?

Wayne:Mia was upstairs and Onika was in the kitchen I think.

Kelly:Thanks Wayne.

~Nicki POV~

Nicki:S.J. can you please go to sleep? I need a nap.

Adrian:He won't go to sleep?

Nicki:No. He miss his daddy.

Adrian:Mind telling me what happened?

Nicki:Sure.

I sat down on the couch across from him and I put S.J. on my lap and he played with my fingers.

Nicki:Me and his father got into a argument yesterday because he got another girl pregnant. Long story story, he put his hand on me.

Adrian:That's not good at all. Well, you're safe here until you leave.

Nicki:Thanks Adrian. I'm about to go upstairs and try to go to sleep.

Adrian:Okay.

I go upstairs and I see my phone ringing and it was Safaree.

~Phone Call Convo~

Nicki:What you need Safaree?

Safaree:Can I have S.J. for the night?

Nicki:I don't know, will you ditch him?

Safaree:No Nicki. I won't.

Nicki:Give me 35 minutes and I'll be there to drop him off.

Safaree:Okay.

~End Of Phone Call Convo~

Nicki:Looks like you're spending the night with your daddy. Let's get you packed up.

I packed him 8 diapers, 8 bottles, and 3 outfits. Then, I put him on my hip and got his diaper bag and went downstairs.

Nicki:Adrian I'm going out! I'll be back soon!

Adrian:Okay!

I walked out and locked the door then, put him in his car seat and put his bag next to him then, got in the car and drove to the house.

~At The House~8:27 p.m.~

I hate traffic. I get out and I get his car seat and his bag and I ring the doorbell and I see Safaree open the door.

Nicki:Here's S.J. I'll be here around 9 to pick him up.

Safaree:A.M. or P.M.?

Nicki:A.M. dumbass. I'll see you later momma's fatty.