Perfect Disaster || Rihanna & Nicki Minaj

Chapter 5: Welcome Home!

Los Angeles, California
March 13th, 2012
Onika Tanya Maraj

"Are you sure you're alright, Robyn? Did she hurt you anywhere else?" I asked rubbing her cheek.

"Babe I told ya already I'm fine. I just need my stuff so I can get out of this crazy ass hospital." She groaned sitting up. I laughed and kissed her forehead. "Baby there is something hurting though."

"Where?" I felt her slowly sliding my hand under the sheet and between her legs. She wasn't wearing any panties. "Nasty!" I yanked my hands from her and wiped them off on the sheet. "Hurry up and put the clothes on so we can leave. I'll deal with that later."

She rolled her eyes and slowly climbed out of bed. "It'll be nice to get home into my bed with my fiancée and get back to making music."

"Well baby remember we do have to talk to the detectives and find out who tried to kill you. You may not be able to get to a lot of things with all of this shit goin on."

"Fuck the detectives, I can find out who shot me my damn self. I'll bet you it was that bitch Cyn any fucking way."

I shook my head. "Not necessarily. Remember Ciara, it could've been her. Could've been revenge for stealing me from her."

"Ciara ain't got the balls to shoot me. Hands down it was Cyn and once I recover, I'm goin to give that bitch a piece of my mind." She ranted as she started to dress herself.

"No baby we don't know for sure. Let's just let the police handle this. Please." I pleaded. She sighed and pulled her shirt over her head.

"Are you serious?"

"Serious? Of course I am Robyn. This is your life on the line here. What if the person who tried to kill you comes back and finishes the job all because you wanted to get revenge? It's not safe."

"Before you tell me how to run MY life, imagine yourself in my situation then tell me what would you do?" I chewed on my lower lip and heavily sighed.

"Baby just please get dressed. I'll go get your medicine from your doctor." I said standing up from the bed.

"Baby wai-" I slammed the room door shut and sniffed loudly. "Um doctor Harper, I need Robyn's medicine and her checkout papers." I requested as I approached the desk.

"Okay I'll be right back with them." I nodded and gave a small smile and she left. I turned around and someone caught my eye. Could it be her?

Her golden brown skin glowed in the light while her brown highlighted curls bounced past her shoulders. She looked up from her phone and saw me. Shit.

"Nicki?!" I shut my eyes and balled my goats hoping that this was just all a bad dream. "Nicki it's me, Ciara." Her voice got closer and I opened my eyes at her body in front of me. Right here in the middle of the lobby.

"Ciara hey. It's uh it's been so long." I scratched the back of my head as my eyes darted towards Robyn's door. "What you doin here?"

"My father's here. He had a heart attack. What are you doin here?"

"Robyn got shot a couple of months ago. She just came out of her coma." She now had a surprised look on her face.