Beautiful Mistake || Rihanna & Nicki Minaj [#Wattys2016]

Chapter 38: Workin' With Who?

Los Angeles, California
July 3rd, 2011
Onika Tanya Maraj

"How you feeling?" Robyn rolled over on her side and looked up at me. I had sat up and I was staring off into space.

"Um relieved. Breath taken. Exhilarated. Thrilled."

"Okay okay I get it." She laughed. "We should really start planning." She kissed the back of my hand.

"Can't it um wait till we get off the plane? I just want to have some relaxing time, ya know?"

"Alright. Babe you seem a little jumpy. You sure you okay?" I lightly chuckled.

"Baby I'm fine. Let's just go back to sleep." She flashed a small smile and wrapped her arms around my waist. I hope I didn't hurt her feelings or anything. It's just that this is all hitting me at once and...I don't know. Maybe I'm not really ready for marriage.

Robyn Rihanna Fenty

After that little incident on the plane, I hadn't spoken to Nika since. The chauffeur was putting the bags in the car and I was doing my best to avoid an actual conversation with her.

"Robyn?" Her voice was soft. "Can you please talk to me? Please?" She placed her hand on my arm. I sighed.

"What?" My tone was dark. I honestly didn't wanna be bothered right now.

"What's wrong? What did I do?"

"You didn't do anything Onika. I'm fine." I turned my head and proceeded to stare out the window.

"You were just happy and jumpy this morning, asking me about the wedding and now you're so distant. I had to have done something."

"You didn't do anything Onika. I'm sure." I mumbled. I took my phone out of my pocket along with my earphones and turned on some music. This will surely prevent her from talking to me.

The rest of the ride home was silent, probably because I was blasting my music to infinity but she didn't say not one thing to me tho. Chris texted me.

Baby Daddy😍: Lil Chris misses you. When you coming to get him? (12:00 PM)

Christian has been on my mind for forever. I miss my poopy butt son. I replied to him.

I'll be there today. I miss him too. (12:01 PM)

I looked out of the corner of my eye at Nika. She had her head rested against the window, her eyes was closed and her chest heaved up and down slowly.

I sighed and scooted over close enough to her and laid my head gently on her shoulder. "Baby I'm sorry." I whispered.

Los Angeles, California
July 3rd, 2011
Cynthia Santana

"Bey I'm telling you, I'm not cheating on you. What made you think this anyway?" We were on FaceTime. She is accusing me of cheating. I would never do such a thing.

"Yes you are! I been watching tmz, and the shade room tagged me in some shit on Instagram of you and some bitch! We're through Cynthia! Don't call me, tweet, dm me, text me, nun of that shit!" The line clicked and went dead immediately.

"Fuck." I mumbled running my hand down my hair. I went on Instagram to stalk Nika's page. She hasn't posted anything since yesterday and she was on the beach dancing. "Mierda." I turned my phone to the side

Then I went to stalk Rihanna's page and what I saw really surprised me. I had to rub my eyes then re-look at it.

Apparently from what I'm looking at, those two fuckers are now engaged. How interesting.