What About Omeeka

Three

Nicki

It's been a week since I took a visit to see Meek. I kinda felt bad for what I last said to him. His court hearing was tomorrow and I really was contemplating on if I wanted to speak or not.

"Baby what you over there thinking about?" Safaree asks interrupting my thoughts. I was in my bed with the tv on basketball wives and had the remote planted in my hands.

"Safaree what are you doing here?" I ask looking at him walk up to me.

"I came to check on you. I know you still want me around." He said.

"Safaree I really don't. You got hoes to check on" I said starting not to pay any attention to him.

"Nicki I miss you. I know you miss me" he said rubbing on my thigh. I ain't gone lie, I have been horny. Yet I don't want Safaree.

"Put the key down right there and leave" I say getting up.

"You seriously wanna let all those years go down the drain baby?"

"Did you ask yourself that when you cheated on me?!" I ask getting mad.

"Baby I never meant for any of that shit to go down!" He yells.

"Well then I guess you should of planned for it then!" I say going into the kitchen.

"This would of never happened had you just given me what I wanted in the first place!"

"Are you listening to yourself!? Had I given you what you wanted?! Safaree you don't deserve anything more from me! You broke my heart and you wanna act like its my fault?!" I got so mad I pulled a knife out on him. "Get the fuck outta my house!" I yell.

"You'll regret what you're doing sooner or later" he said and walked out. I heard my front door slam and heard his tires screech off. I put the knife down and wiped my face. I just needed a good nights sleep. For the rest of the day I stayed sleep.

The next morning I was up and getting ready to go to Meek's trial hearing.

Sitting in the room I sat in the back. The judge started and I just listened in.

Meek

Standing here in front of the judge I turn to see my niece and son with my baby mama and my mom and sister in the front row.

"Rihmeek you have some evidence held against you that you have broken your parole agreement within the past 6 months. Have any explanation?"

"Sir, I am not accountable for any evidence held against me. I feel it is false which is why I am pleading not guilty"

"If you have not gone and acted out in any crimes what you been doing?"

"I have been working in my studio. I'm working on a new album"

"That can not be the only thing"

"Planning for my sons upcoming birthday, concerts, taking care of my health, making sure my house-"

"Alright I've heard enough. Do you have anyone to represent you in being liable for that?"

"As of right now sir-"

"Yes" I hear a female voice say. I turn to see Nicki walking towards the front. "I can vouch for him" she says.

"Young lady who might you be?"

"Nicki Minaj"

"And do you have any proof of his liabilities?" The judge asks.

"I have my schedule in my phone. It's shows all the times me and Meek were suppose to be in studio and recording with other artists" she says pulling it up and handing her phone to the judge.

"I see. Meek I will still have you on parole and we will have to set another trial date to keep up with you. As for your other case me and your lawyer will be in touch with you. Good day, court is dismissed" he said banging the gavel. His officer released my hands and I went up to hug Nicki.

"Thank you for helping. I know it killed you to" I say releasing her from my embrace. She sorta smiles.

"Now we really have to work together."

"I'll hold up my end in our agreement" I say.

"I mean if you don't you're screwed" she says and leaves. Nicki can be so cut throat , it sometimes is attractive. I went home with my family and chilled.

Nicki

I felt good with helping Meek with his case but I felt weird about it at the same time. And if I wasn't mistaken, I think we are getting cordial with eachother, it's weird. Wonder if this will last us all through studio time.