Wanting What I Can't Have // Rihanna & Nicki Minaj

CHAPTER iv

Robyn's POV

Onika had left thirty minutes ago, and my dad called me and Cole down.

"Bey ordered Chinese," he said eating his noodles from the chopsticks. We both said thanks before grabbing a container and fork, since we weren't as "cultural" as our father.

"I haven't talked to you guys in a while, I just been so busy," he handed Blue a chicken dumpling before directing his attention at us, "how are them grades looking?" 

"Well, my A in anatomy is a B now," Cole said solemnly. 

"One B in four years? You got it, son. You need a tutor? I'll call Truong if you need." 

"Nah, I think I got it." 

"Alright," he chuckled, "what about you babygirl?"

Before I could answer Bey and Cole busted out laughing, making me glare at them. "What? Did I tell a joke or something?" They just continued to laugh.

"They're coming along," I grumbled. 

"What are we talking? B's at least right?" 

"Hmmm..." 

"Okay, well C's?"

I shook my head no, looking at my socked feet.

"Robyn Rihanna Fenty-Carter don't you wanna graduate? You gotta stop chasing after these girls, you're too smart to not be making A's. What do I need to do to help you get these grades up? I don't wanna cancel the big trip to Brazil this Spring Break."

"Nothing, dad, I'm working on it." 

"You sure? I can make some calls," he pointed to one of his iPhones on the counter. 

"I'm good, what've you been up to though, old man? Why you so busy lately?" 

"Yeah, you had all those old white niggas parading around here earlier," Cole added stuffing his mouth with moo shu pork.  

"That... My beautiful children, is a secret. Goodnight." 

"Goodnight, c'mon Blue, its bed time," Beyoncé left with him picking up our sleepy sister.

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"Nigga, we got school tomorrow. Can you keep it down?" Cole walked into my room rubbing his eyes. 

"I'm not even being loud," I argued. 

"Then why the fuck you couldn't hear me when I knocked?" 

"I heard you, I was just ignoring yo' tall ass." 

"You lucky I'm sleepy or else I'd kick yo' loud ass back to Barbados," he chuckled going back to his room farther down the hall.

I chuckled, rolling another blunt and scrolled down my timeline on instagram. I had like twelve thousand followers but was only following like twenty five so there wasn't much to see, but I saw Onika had posted a selfie twenty minutes ago with her making the duck lips with her boobs sticking out. I read the comments, growing annoyed by all the thirsty niggas putting heart and kissy face emojis under her shit.

I liked it, "gotta love when niggas chase but never touch what's urs," I wrote. Satisfied I lit the blunt and blew out smoke. My phone dinged, letting me know I got a text message. I looked past the other seventy eight and read the latest one.

Princess: I'm not yours (12:08AM)

I laughed, and decided to FaceTime her since she was still up apparently. She declined my first two calls before finally accepting the third one.

"What do you want?!" 

"You," I replied licking my lips.

She rolled her eyes before turning over on her stomach and kicking her feet up. She just stared at me like she was trying to figure me out.

"You like what you see?" I asked.

"I'm not gonna stroke your ego, Robyn. You have a bunch of little hoes to do that for you." 

"Are you jealous?" I chuckled, taking a pull. 

"No, and you shouldn't smoke. It's a gross habit." 

"Nah, don' change the subject." 

"I answered your question," her head tilted to the side adorably. 

"You're actually kinda cute." 

"Kinda?! Well... I'm going to sleep. I don't need to talk to anyone who only thinks I'm kinda cute." 

"Awww, don't go Nika..."

She was true to her word and ended the call.  I laughed before finishing my blunt and calling it a night.

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Nicki's POV

I really didn't feel like coming to school today, my parents were leaving for a three month trip back to Trinidad and I had to get up early to drive them to the airport. My older sister was coming back from college next week, so I was essentially alone and I hated being alone.

"Hey, Nic," Zendaya waved with a smile. 

"Hey, Z, where's your bestie? I know she's around." I rolled my eyes.

She shrugged her shoulders mischievously before telling me that we'd talk later. I brushed it off and walked to my locker, seeing Robyn's tall slender body leaning against the navy blue lockers with her back to me.

"What're you doing here?" I asked as I put in my combination. She had this sly smirk on her red lips, her eyes low and sultry. Ughhh, what the hell was wrong with me?

"I brought you some donuts to apologize for last night," she smiled handing me a bag from Shipley's and an orange juice. 

"Hmm... Cute," I said shutting my locker then taking the two things and walking away. 

"Hell nah," I heard her shout after me, "can I at least get a kiss as a thank you?"

I stopped and thought about it before turning around and standing on my tip toes, pressing my lips against hers.

I hadn't planned on her grabbing my jaw and deepening the kiss, or her lips being so soft, or that I would never want this moment to end. Her tongue swiped against my bottom lip as she grabbed a handful of my ass. I gasped and her tongue danced in my mouth, taking control. She pulled back a bit and I could feel her smirking against my lips. I was in a daze, my lips swollen and my breathing erratic.

A small crowd had formed and they were cheering and clapping, I'm sure my cheeks were super red as I sped to homeroom.

"Shut y'all corny asses up," Robyn yelled in the distance, but you could tell she was smiling.