Philadelphia , PA
9:00 PM
Nicki heard a knock on the door and ran and opened it for Meek who was leaning on the wall in the hallway. She swung it open and saw he was dressed super casual in a pair of Pumas. They way he stared her up and down made her blush.
Nicki: "hey Meek" (she giggled)
Meek: "was sup Nicki, you ready?"
He leaned in to hug her and rocked her side to side.
Nicki: "yea, I think? Am I overdressed?"
She wore a pair of skin tight jeans with the knee cut out and a tan crop top. A nude pair of Louboutin's were on her feet.
Meek: "you fine as fuck .. I know dat "
Nicki: "(giggling) okay let me just change , in case we have to climb stairs again"
She smiled and ran off to the bedroom to change her outfit while Meek waited. Downstairs they climbed into the back of a blacked out Escalade and peeled off into the Philly streets. The downtown streets were well lit and busy with people. They passed through neighborhoods that she had never seen before when there on business.
Nicki: "where are we going?"
Meek: "we on our way to my hood north Philly"
Nicki: (her eyes grew big) "what's there?"
Meek: "in North Philly? everything !! you say you wanna get to know more about me? (Grabbing onto her hand) Right?"
Nicki: "I do (her voice trembling) you don't think it's kinda late though?"
Meek: "you good anywhere with me , at any time (he assured her) ... You good"
He gently wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her so she was sitting closer to him. She relaxed and felt protected in his comfort and rested her head on his chest.
Meek talked the whole time, acting as her tour guide. They drove past the house where he grew up, his grandmas house, and the corner store he use to sell drugs in front of. The more she learned of his upbringing, the more she realized all they had in common.
Meek: "Right here is where my daddy taught me hold my hands... We saw a nigga get taken down by them pigs right in that spot. He said if they ever get you you gotta make sure your wrist are flat. Otherwise it's gone hurt like a motherfucker."
Nicki: "Do you ever go visit him?"
Meek: "Yeah whenever I need answers I go speak to him... I be wanting him to be here to see me win.. See me take my mom and sister out the hood"
Nicki: "What age were you when he.. You know?"
Meek: "A young bul ..like 5 almost 6"
Nicki: "I'm sorry... My mother thinks I should forgive my dad and forget about the things he did"
Meek: "What he do?"
Nicki: "well, What didn't he do? .. When I was real young he set the house on fire when my mother was in it... I thank God she got out in time I don't know what I would do without her. She really is ev-e-rything"
Meek: "what's your dad name?"
Nicki: "Robert.. maraj"
