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Comeback Queens

{Robyn Rihanna Fenty POV}

It's 3:02 am and I still haven't been to sleep. I look over at Nick and stand up. I walk over to my dresser and pick up the Ibuprofen the doctor gave me for my headaches and I took one. My head is pounding and I start to feel dizzy so I sat down. Nick shifted and I just lied my hands on my thighs and braced myself.

"Nick." I called lightly. My breathing picks up and I start to panic. "Nicki!?"I call as loud as I can and she jumped up and looked at me with her eyes low.

"What's wrong, baby? Are you okay? Take deep breathes." I nod and follow her instructions while she rubbed my back slowly.

About 10 minutes later I calm down and Nick pulls me onto her lap.

"My poor baby." I look at her and raise my eyebrow before laughing. "What's funny?" She asked.

"I want you to have my kids." I close my eyes and immediately regret what I said. It's not a lie though.

"Robyn?" I hum a response.

"If we having kids, you carrying them." She starts laughing. I scrunch my face up.

"Yeah, okay." I say sarcastically.

"Foreal. I want them to look like you." I look up at her, eyebrows raised and ready to have this argument.

"But, I want them to look like yo sexy ass." She grabbed my chin and connected our lips. Her tongue slipped into my mouth.

We pulled away, breathless, after 10 seconds.

"You wanna go get some food?" She asked. I looked at the clock; 4:45 am.

"What's open?"

"IHOP and White Castles." She grabbed a shirt that was on the floor.

"Let's go to IHOP." I stand up and the blanket fell off of me. I was butt ass naked. We ain't do nothing before we went to bed, it's just how I sleep.

"You're body goals." Nick suddenly appeared behind me. I could only see her curvy silhouette in the darkness. Her hands landed on my hips. She gave me goosebumps when she scraped her fingernails lightly up my side.

"We should go." I barely whisper. Her hands slid down to my ass.

"Yeah. We should." Her hands wandered back around to my front and she pinched my nipples. I hissed.

She pulled away.

"I'm driving." She grabbed the keys to my sky blue Pagani.

"Hell fucking no. You can drive the Honda. Fuck outta here." I walk over and turn the lamp on next to my bed.

"Please?" She poked out her bottom lip. That car is my baby and Nick drives like a bat out of hell. I put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

"No. Let's go." I take my keys out of her hand.

"Fine. Wit yo big ass forehead." She capped. We walked and talked.

"Shut yo baldheaded ass up." We go down the stairs and head towards the front door.

"You talking about yo mama."

"My mama may be baldhead but yo pussy ain't." We go out the door and I lock it behind us.

"So? You like my hairy ass pussy. You be bumping yo big ass head on my clit when you be trying to eat me out."

"Wanna know how I know you lyin?" I ask as we got in the car.

"How?"

"Cause I can't even find yo clit through that rough ass pussy hair." I laugh. She looked at me and rolled her eyes. We started our journey to IHOP.

"Yet you always got yo face in my shit. So shut up." She laughs. I join in her laughter.
***

We walk in IHOP and I immediately get mad.

"Yo lil girlfriend here, Rih." Nick made the comment like I can't see the bitch right there. I ain't even mean to call her that but...it's fitting.

"Oh my God! Nike. Robyn." Michelle yelled, purposefully messing up Nick's name. She started to wall towards me but Nick stepped in front of me.

"Uh uh." She put her hand out, making Michelle stop in her tracks.

"What? Excuse me." She tried to walk around her but Nick stopped her.

"You can talk from right there." I smile lightly. She rolled her eyes.

We get seated with Michelle behind us. We order our drinks.

"You ain't come here wit nobody?" I ask her because she had yet left us alone.

"They can wait. It's just my sister." Nick bit her lip in irritation. I squeezed her hand under the table.

"Can you just go. Like I'm 3 seconds from jumping over this table."

"You feeling froggy? Bitch, jump."

"If you ran as much as ya mouth. You sloppy ass would be in good shape." My eyes widen. Nick stood up.

"Gone ahead and pick up the trash." Michelle waved Nick off. I know I should be trying to stop this but this shit funny as hell.

"You too heavy to pick up." I look back and forth as they took turns. It was like who has the best comeback war.

"At least I get taken out every few days."

"Do that explain why you here witcha sister? Dumb hoe." A smile spreads across my face. Just then Kayla came over and my eyebrows scrunched together.

"I can't deal with this. Robyn getcha hoes." Nick stood up and left. I struggled to get out of the booth and follow behind her. Kayla grabbed my wrist.

"Stay, Rih. She a crackhead anyways." I turned around and looked at Kayla.

"The fuck you talking about?"

"She's on drugs. Or was." Michelle said.

"Cocaine isn't a drug. It's not a pill." Kayla said. Michelle popped the back of her head.

"Don't start that dumb shit." I look between them and notice the similarities. I decided to talk about that later.

"What you mean? Nick not on no fucking drugs."

"She is. She got pregnant by her ex-boyfriend when she was 16. He's the one who got her hooked. She didn't know until she lost the baby because of the drugs. Her parents put her in rehab then didn't want nothing to do with her. Her brother in jail for rape." Michelle said. She ain't tell me none of this.

"How you know this shit?" I ask. I couldn't believe it.

"Her ex is my brother. Our brother."

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