Addicted

Nicki POV

I decided to call Derek to apologize to him. I really need to get myself together, I can't help it I'm addicted I'm trying. But it's not working, I'm on my way home from a meeting with few people and my driver driving me home. Paparazzi been on me non stop, it's like I'm famous but I'm not.

Soon as the driver stop in front of my house I hop out closing the door. I open my mansion door walking in, I sat down on the couch dialing his number.  Voicemail, I sigh and went to go change  into comfortable clothes. I slip on skinny jeans with a crop tube top and slip on my white and gold slides. I grab my MK sunglasses and keys to go to Derek studio.

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I pull up and park the car getting out. I enter and they let me in, I could hear Derek in the studio.

'I love the way you shake that a**, over there dancing like you don't got no man'

I started bopping my head to the beat. He soon saw me and decided to stop, I wave through the glass he smile and wave back. He got out the sound booth to come give me a big bear hug, wow this boy smell good.

"What made you stop by?" He ask as we taking our seats on the couch.

"I call you but it went to voicemail, I wanted to apologize about the other night. I'm sorry, I just need help ,I've been through so much shit it's like all my problems disappear when I do that stuff. It's like I'm free." I said tearing up sniffing, he pull me closer to him and let me cry on his chest.

"Sometimes when you think you have a perfect life think again" I said crying.

"Ima give you the number to this doctor. He should be able to help, he's really good & promise me you'll go and listen" I sat up and nodded my head.

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After we was done at the studio I left to get some rest, long day without any drugs.

2 years later

"Derek McAllister found dead in his garage, also known by the name speaker knockers. Police say they don't know how he died at the moment..." I sat there standing in front of the screen shock. A tear roll down my face, it's crazy to talk to a person one minute and their gone the next day. Just yesterday we was talking about his music. It felt like just yesterday I cried on him for help.

I pull out the card he gave me that day, I grab my phone and dial that number. And a women answered.

"Hello, how may I help you today?" She said over the phone.

"Hi, um is doctor James there?" I ask

"Yes ma'am he is, he's in a meeting right now, do you need to talk to him or anything?"

"Just schedule an appointment tomorrow morning for me please, um 10 in the morning."

"All set." I said thank you and hung up. My brother call me the minute I hung up, I click the green button.

"You heard?" He ask in a concern tone.

"Mhm" I hum on the phone trying not to cry.

"I'm here for you baby girl. Don't cry, I'll be by later on to talk to you more about it."

"Ok" was all I said and hung up. I crawl back up in my bed to be alone. That's all I want right now.

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Andre POV

I was at the north trap. Chillin with my brothers, we all heard about ole boy it's kinda sad but we're going to the funeral to show respect.

"Aye bro guess what!" One of my homeboys said running.

"Wassup?" I ask

"Boss said the west making a move on us we gotta be ready, Ight I'll plan something" I said bout to leave the trap.

"Dre, where ya ass going?" Another one of my friends, Troy said.

"My sister house. Why?"

"Her fine ass! Let me come. " He said running outside to the car, I smack my lips 'Shit' I thought.

We were jamming in the car to Kendrick 'alright'.

"We gon be all right, do you hear me do you feel, we gon be alright, we gon be alright. And when I wake up.." We started rapping.

We pull up to Nicki house, I park the car in front of the house getting out with Troy.

"Damn this a big motherfuker" I heard Troy mumbled I laugh and walk towards the door opening it.

"Nicki!!" I yelled no answer. I went to her room the door was unlock, I walk in to her room to see her knock out in the bed. I shook my head and went back downstairs.
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Bout an hour later Nicki woke up, we downstairs chilling.

"Nicki are you from Tennessee, cause your the only ten I see" Troy lame ass started to do corny pick up lines.

"Boy if you don't shut up. Lame ass" Nicki said making us laugh.

"But forreal when you gonna stop playing and hit my line" he said getting close to nick.

"When you get 19, when you can drive, and if I see your name on a check"

"What you mean when I get 19, I am 19 & I can drive just don't have my license, and I get money. I'm not a broke nigga I work with your brother."

Nicki roll her eyes as I chuckled. Troy suck his teeth and went to the kitchen, I look back at Nicki. She look like she been crying for hours, I grab her and pull her into a hug.

"It's gonna be ok" I said in her ear.

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