Aria and Aubrey { A TLS} : Book Two

Chapter Fourteen: Wait For Me?

**Nicki's POV**

--Back In California (Recording Studio/ Saturday)--

I was sitting in the studio when Wayne came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my neck.

“Hey babe.” He kissed me on my cheek and licked my neck. I moaned a little and giggled.

“Hi Weezy baby...wassup?”

He sat down in one of the office chairs facing the recording space and looked at me.  “I just figured, I’d come in and just have a talk with you real quick. Iight?”

I smiled at him and put my hand on his thigh. “Well, okay. Shoot me with it.”

“Iight. So, it’s been two years Nicki. What happened to you leaving Drizzy for me? I mean everything has done played out the way you wanted it to, now I’m just waiting on you. I’m sick of sneaking around with you in his house Nicki...I’d rather have a house with you instead of having sex in his bed every weekend when he’s gone. Don’t you want that Onika?” Wayne locked his hand into mine and stared into my eyes.

“Yeah I do baby, but still just ..give me some time okay? I know how long it’s been, trust me I do, but he’s not at that right state yet, for me to really get back at him. Okay bae?”

Wayne looked at me and shrugged. “Well, for all I know he better get to that state because if he doesn’t, I’m going to show up at his house and just tell him everything....everything.”

I looked into Wayne’s eyes and I could tell that he was serious. I couldn’t let Drizzy know that I’ve been f*cking with his best friend ever since his ex girl left him. Or at least....not yet anyway. I know it’s been two years, which could really seem like a long ass time, but since Drake has Eza and he’s joined this f*ckin’ retarded ass gang, he’s been busy as hell. On top of that, he’s not even home. He’s in Hartford doing some shit or another. When I leave him I want him to hurt and feel pain the way that I did. You already know what the plan is Weezy….don’t make me regret it now.” I pleaded with Weezy through my eyes. He looked away from me and played with his fingers.

“Fine Onika. I’ll wait for you. But you have two months to make sure that nigga gets the most pain possible, otherwise I’ll leave yo ass in a second. I’ve been waiting too long Nicki. You better do some shit. And fast.” With that, Weezy got up and walked out the room. I sat in my chair now faced with the task of trying to pull Drizzy when he’s down. Doesn’t sound hard when you say it, but putting it into action just makes it as hard as everything else.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I hope you like it. Check out "The DTS" to see my fanfic BORRSS <3