WhenILoveYa-ff:

WhenILoveYa-ff: Chapter 41

Nicki

This has honestly been the worst time of my life. Being pregnant and alone sucks, and I wish I would have just gotten an abortion like Drake said in the beginning. I tried calling him, but he's been too busy with his own life to care about our child.

"Nicki, what are you going to do?" My friend Char asks

I shrug. "I don't know, but I'm honestly tired of being pregnant."

"You need to call Drake and at least collect some money from him. You're not working anymore, and you need funds for you and this child. Have you talked to your friend Chris? Didn't he have money?" She asks and I honestly begin to miss his friendship

I shake my head. "I can't just call him asking for money, Char. Maybe I should just give my baby up for adoption. I can go back to dancing easy after this. The money was great and I was making a name for myself."

"Nic, the dancing thing is over! What stripper you know got a pregnancy line? None! You just need to bank on this rapper. You have his kid! Make him pay the hell up. Jaz is still trying to trap Game, but he always wants to use condoms. You have the baby growing in you. Just get your little rich friend to help you for now, and then you can easily get Drake on child support. Stop trying to always do the right thing." She snaps walking out of the room she's letting me stay in.

I lay back on the bed rubbing my belly. Although I was not liking pregnancy, I was so excited about the baby. Drake has been stressing me out so much, but whether he likes it or not he is about to have a kid. I pull out my phone. "Maybe Char is right."

Nicki: I know I may be the last person you wanted to hear from, but in the end you have to realize you are the father of my child, and I need help. You were with me for months; I don't know how you're able to act like this with me.

Drake: Nic, stop playing yourself! I have a girlfriend now, and she is actually pregnant with my seed. You knew what you were doing trying to trap me from the begining, but I'm not going for the shit. I'm not stacking up a bank account for you, go and get a job. You and your gold-digging friends have a reputation around the game, and I'm not about to deal with you for 18 years. You knew what it was when I first started fucking with you. Find your real baby daddy, and stop contacting me. Move on with your childish ass games. Grow up!

I look at the message, and feel myself about to break down. How could he say that to me? I stayed with him in his home, he was at all of my shows, and he... "Fuck!" I scream, cradling my belly. "What are we going to do little baby?"

I look down at my phone....

Nicki: I know we haven't talked to you in months, but I really need to talk to you. Can you please call me as soon as you can? It's Nic by the way.

Chris: Yeah, are you okay? I'll call you as soon as I get in the house.

Rita

"Damn you look beautiful girl..." Michael says eyeballing me from across the table

I blush. "Stop that! This is your third time complementing me."

"You're my woman, I can do that..." He says looking down at the menu. "Did you figure out what you wanted to eat?"

"Your woman, huh?" I ask crossing my legs with folded arms

He raises a brow. "Did I shudder?"

I giggle. "Why do you want to be my man? You don't know anything about me..." I say sipping my white wine