Nicki's POV
Raelyn and I landed back in New York a couple hours ago and Meek was nowhere to be found. I called him over a million times, but I received not one call back. Half of me was mad as fuck that he wasn't answering, but the other half was worried that something happened to him. Maybe the person leaving the notes got to him. I don't know what to think, but I'm pregnant as fuck and I know this stress is not good for me or the baby.
I seen Sherika's car pull up so I slipped on my shades to hide my tears, grabbed a sleeping Rae and headed to the car.
Nicki: "Thanks for picking me up love. I don't know where the fuck Rihmeek is," I complained.
She just rubbed my back because she knew I had been crying. I rested my head against the window as she drove towards me and Meek's home.
Pulling into the driveway, all of Meek's cars were there except his truck. I sighed and dragged myself out of the car. I went to unlock the door as Sherika helped me get Raelyn and our bags inside.
Sherika: "Okay babe, I'm heading out. You gonna be okay?" she asked me.
I shook my head no as the tears fell. She pulled me into a hug.
"Everything's going to be okay Nicki. We just have to have faith," she said to me sincerely.
Nicki: "Can you stay here with me until Rihmeek gets home. I don't want to be here by myself," I pleaded.
Sherika: "Of course. You know I got you."
Nicki: "Thank you, Rika. I love you," I said as I headed upstairs to take a shower. That uneasy feeling I had just wouldn't go away and my Olivia Pope gut was telling me not to let it go. I showered and threw on some clothes, then I grabbed my keys.
"Sherika, can you watch Raelyn until I get back?"
Sherika: "Sure, but where are you going at this hour?"
Nicki: "To find my fiancé." I said simply as I walked out the door.
I sat in the car calling all the chasers. No one heard from him, but they all said they would be on the look out. This means he obviously isn't handling business because Meek never handles business are deals with anything like that without his niggas around.
I called Na and she answered on the third ring.
Na: "Wassup sis, everything good? You alright?"
Nicki: "Yeah, everything's good...well I'm good. I'm sorry to call you so late, but I was wondering if you knew where Meek was?"
Na: "What?! He's missing ?" She said panicking.
Nicki: "No, well, I'm not sure. He had to leave Disney World a little early to handle business and he was supposed to pick us up from the airport but he didn't and he isn't answering his phone." I was barely holding back my tears as my breathing became shallow.
Na: "Don't worry sis. He's good. We're going to find him. I'll call around," she assured.
Nicki: "Thank you so much," I said before I ended the call. I threw my phone in the passenger seat as I laid my head against the headrest unable to control my cries.
