Chapter 47: Write These Wrongs

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Chapter 47

Write These Wrongs


Continued....

Meek flashed a smile as he walked towards her with his boxers hanging off his hip. Nicki hurried and locked the screen on her phone.

Meek: (licking his lips) "You handled that?"

(Meek approached her slowly and careful not to interrupt. He pressed his naked body up against hers but quickly stepped back when he saw an unwanted name flash across her screen. Nicki's face was flushed, her cheeks bright red as she stood with the phone nearly dangling from her hand. She opened her mouth to mutter some words but Meek had already snatched the phone out of her hand.

Nicki stood back fearfully and watched him as he scrambled to pick up a towel off the floor to cover his dick. He answered on the last ring, his voice stern but calm)

Meek: "Was SUP?" (angrily)

Drake: "umm, Nicki?"

Meek: "This not Nicki my nigga... WHAT YOU NEED?"

Drake: "Oh Meek, is that you? How's it going my guy??"

Meek: "HOW its goin?? (confused) ... Man Listen... What you need from my girl this late??"

Drake: "I call her this late all-" (cutting him off)

Meek: "Yea but Listen... (Nicki ushers for him to calm down) Nah hold up... Listen though... you bein wild disrespectful"

Drake: "How? Nicki is like my sister"

Meek: "Yall ain't blood though... (Meek's eyes cut to Nicki who's staring at him nervously) I don't wanna hear none of that brother ... sister shit"

Drake: (chuckling) "Alright buddy... well I'm sorry man... I just want to congratulate you both on the engagement... and"

Meek: "Yea" (Coldly)

Drake: "And I Apologize for calling so late, just wanted to make sure she was safe and discuss some business with her, can you tell her I Called?"

(Meek looked at Nicki who was now reaching for the phone and ended the call in the midst of Drake talking)

Nicki: "Why you hang up??" (upset)

Meek: (tossing the phone onto the bed) "DON'T talk to that clown no more" (turning around to walk away)

Nicki: (shocked) "WHAT???! WHY?"

(Nicki trailed behind Meek who had stormed out of the room after saying only a few words. She tugged on his free arm and stopped him in his tracks. He turned around strongly to face her with his eyes blood shot red)

Meek: (Calmly) "that's over... you understand what I'm saying....??"

Nicki: "Meek, why?? What did he say?"

Meek: "It don't matter what the nigga said... he calling you 4-5 in the morning... the bull says he checking on you (mocking drake) ... THAT MAKE ME LOOK CRAZY!!"

Nicki: (grabbing Meek's arm) "Baby relax"

Meek: (snatching his arm away) "Let me go... I'm good."

(Nicki followed him into the living room. He quickly stepped into his boxers and pulled them over his waist. Nicki stood back and pouted to get his attention. He purposely walked around her, ignoring her naked body standing in the middle of the floor.)

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