This is chapter is kind of long lol, so beware. Sorry it took me a while to update, but I'm back. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Nicki POV
Nicki: "Oh shit, what the fuck man?" I mumbled. "Hold him out front, I'll be right out" I said to the voice that I registered as Sherika.
Sherika: "Okay boo. He looks like he's been drinking so beware."
Nicki: I sighed. What perfect timing. "Thanks for the heads up best friend." I heard her feet walking away.
Meek: "Who the hell is Safire?" He said looking confused.
Nicki: "It's Safaree" I chuckled, "and Safaree is my..." I put my head down. I was embarrassed.
Meek: "Your who? Your brother?.."
I shook my head no.
Meek: "Nicki don't say the nigga is yo boyfriend. I ain't scared or nothing, I just don't feel like having to fuck a nigga up tonight if he got out of pocket and start acting reckless and--"
Nicki: I cut him off..."Nooooo, Safaree WAS my boyfriend. He has been my ex for almost 4 months."
Meek: "The fuck he lookin for you for then?"
I shrugged my shoulders, which was the truth. I had no idea why Safaree was here. He hadn't called me all day to wish me a happy birthday and the last time we seen each other, blood was involved...and so were Safaree's hands, but nobody knew about that and that's how I planned to keep it.
Nicki: "We need to get ourselves together so I can go deal with him and figure out what he wants. Just my fucking luck." He nodded and we both began to put ourselves back together after our unfinished experience a while ago. I blushed just thinking about it and honestly, my pussy started throbbing at the visual memories flickering across my mind.
My day dream was brought to a stop by Meek holding up something.
Meek: "You wouldn't want to forget these," he said waving my lace thong around smiling. I giggled, grabbing them from his hand and putting them back on. "What you blushing about huh?" he asked me.
Nicki: I couldn't help but to show my dimples. "I was thinking about...the fun we were having.."
He smiled his widest grin, the one I'm pretty sure he used for his 5th grade picture day. He was so cute and sexy. After I found out Safaree was here, that kind of ruined the little buzz I was feeling from the drinks earlier, but the attraction was still there between Meek and I and I was practically sober. It was charged up to the highest voltage, and just as I was about to lean in and kiss him, the banging on the door was back.
Nicki: "I'm coming out now Rika."
Safaree: "Open the fucking window...I mean door Onika." Safaree slurred.
Nicki: "Oh damn, he's drunk. Can you please go get in that closet and be very quiet." I whispered, pointing to the closet on the other side of the room.
Meek: "Why you running and hiding from him if he's nothing more than an ex?"
Safaree: "Open up Nicki! What's taking you so long to come to the door?"
Nicki: Directing towards Safaree, "I'm coming." I looked at Meek with pleading eyes.."Please, for me?" I whispered. He nodded and walked over to the closet. I fixed my hair and walked towards the door. I opened it to see Safaree looking fucked up. His eyes were low, and from the looks of it, it was more than alcohol he was on.
Nicki: "What do you want Safaree? And have you been on your shit today?" I asked with the most obvious attitude.
Safaree: "I wanted to see you. I can't see my baby on her birthday? And nah, I've been sober since you told me to stop." He was obviously lying and too fucked up to notice how obvious it is.
