Perfect Disaster || Rihanna & Nicki Minaj

Chapter 19: Feelings

Queens, New York
March 22nd, 2012
Robyn Rihanna Fenty

"Ya look good Onika! Ya been workin' out dat ting out, eh?" She slapped Nika's butt and Nika chuckled loudly.

"Thank ya mommy. We'll be stayin' in my old room right?"

"Yes go on up there and finish unpackin' so yuh can come back and eat." Finally. I was getting tired of her mouth.

"Ok mommy. C'mon Robyn." She took me by my hand and lifted Christian up on my hip and followed her out of the kitchen upstairs to what used to be her room. I shut the door when we got in the room.

"Ya Mama don't like me." I blurted out. "Yea she do. She just don't really know you." Nika reassured me.

"Oh really. What she talk bout, yuh can do betta when she saw me?" She shrugged her shoulders and started to unpack. "Answer me dis though Nika, have yuh ever told 'er bout mi?"

"Of course." She replied in a high pitched tone. I just knew she was lyin' but ima wait till she actually admit it.

"Okay." I simply stated. "Okay." I saw that Christian was laying down on the bed and he fell asleep. Always sleeping like his bum ass daddy. "I'm gon go do sum. I'll be back." I left the room before she could say anything to me.

Onika Tanya Maraj

"Onika where yuh lil hussy run off to?" Mama asked me as I walked into the kitchen.

"Ma don' start wit' me. An' ion 'preciate yuh talm bout my fiancee like dat. " She froze up.

"Fiancee? Yuh marryin' dat gyal? Tuh, thought I taught yuh betta' den dat." I caught myself before I said something that I might regret later on.

"Mama I'm gon go before I say something to you. I'm gonna go get OUR son and go find her. " I left the kitchen before she could say anything else to me. Christian was still sleeping as always. I'm glad we brought his stroller cause  I did not have time carrying his big ass all around New York.

"Onika! Yuh get back here!" She screamed as I stomped down the stairs with Christian in one arm while I was carrying the stroller in the other hand. "Now where did she go?" I looked around. She was long gone. It was gonna be hours until I found her.

Robyn Rihanna Fenty

"Ion know what to do, Mel. Her mama hates me and I just met the lady." She rolled her eyes and blew smoke in the camera.

"Why yuh so sensitive for? Yuh never been dis sad over meetin' a nigga mama, so why yuh sad now? Fuck da bitch. Jus' remind her dat yuh da one tonguin' down her daughter on a daily basis." She laughed.

"Jus' so disrespectful."

"Mama yuh da queen of bein' disrespectful. Why is it such a problem now?"

"Ion know! I think it's cause I love da gyal or maybe I want her mama blessin' or..yuh know what. Ion even know." I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Man jus' try bondin' wit' her mama. Maybe y'all got sum in common dat yuh don't know bout."

"Man I'll try but if she get outta line, da bitch gettin' slapped and dats on mi grandma."

"Ima call yuh later. Got dis fine broad waitin' on mi." She ended the call and I sat my phone down on the table. I honestly had no idea where I had walked to. I think I'm in the park but I don't remember coming here. Maybe I should call Nika and tell her where I am. Just to take some relief off of her.

I scrolled through my contacts looking for her name. 'Wifey😍💍' I smiled. My soon to be. I waited for her to pick up the phone.

"Baby?" She answered.

"Hey Nika. I'm sorry for storming out like that earlier. I just...I needed to get my head together, yuh know."

"Where you at?" "The park." I answered. "Stay there. I'll be there in a few minutes." "Alright baby." I hung the phone up and slipped it in my pocket.

It was about ten minutes before she arrived. "Hey."

"Hi. I'm sorry about the shit my mother was talking earlier. It's just the way she is."

"It's fine. I just want her to like me." I blurted out. I didn't even mean to do that.

"Like you? Why? You've never needed anybody's approval for anything." She sat down beside me and pulled Christian's stroller in front of her.

"Well like she yo mama and if she don't like me, maybe she could convince you not to marry me and.." She grabbed my face.

"No one else's opinion changes my love for you Robyn. Not even my own mother. Stop that insecure shit."

She was right. No one could take her away from me, not even if they tried. I pulled her closer to me and buried my nose in her neck. "I love yuh, mama." I softly planted a kiss on the side of her neck.

"We gotta go. It's getting late." The sun was setting. "It's beautiful though." I stated. She laid her head on mine. I looked down at her finger, the light bounced off of her ring. That reminded me of all the good times we've shared and the many more to come.

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