Ours For The Taking

chapter 6: It's hard

(NICKI'S  POV, 1 PM)

I woke up with my head on the table in my studio, and Safaree was laying across the buttons in front of the booth. "Baby wake up." I say.

Then I remembered my phone is off. What am I, crazy? I ran to the bag and turned it on. 3 missed calls from Wayne, and 2 from Drake. I called Wayne back.

"Hello?"

"Hey..sorry I didn't pick up, my phone was off."

"It wasn't your fault. Drake set you up. Don't listen to that nigga."

"I gotta go."

"Bye."

I checked on Safaree, who was still sleeping. I grabbed my keys and went to Drake's house.

"Nic what are you doin here?" He asks.

"What did you do?"

"Don't wo-"

"I will worry about it Drake!! You're gonna tell me what happened." I say, walking inside and sitting on his couch. He sat across from me.

"I told everybody that you are the reason why I dumped Rihanna. I told them we go out. And you know how Wayne is about that stuff."

"Are you fucking crazy?" I yell, standing up and walking towards the door. "Look... I cleared it up!"

"Obviously you didn't!" I say, showing him all the hate on my phone. I grabbed my bag and ran out.

I got in the car and sped off, letting the tires squeak. I stopped at a red light and pulled my phone out.

@NICKIMINAJ: I'm sorry...

And I threw my phone out of the window. I watched it shatter into a million pieces. The tears in my eyes made the road blurry. When I got home, I slammed the door and ran upstairs. "Safaree!" I scream. "Huh?" We walks out of the room. "He told people that we're together."

"You and Drake?"

"Yea. And now I don't know what to do. And I don't have a phone because I got mad and threw it out of the window. And everyone hates me." I cry. "The barbz love you."

"Yea...I didn't do anything...I swear." I whisper into his chest. "Baby you never breakdown like this....you're the strongest woman I know...you never let the haters get to you."

"Well I can't take it anymore Safaree."

"We can't really do anything..."

"We have to tell them."

He handed me his phone and I logged into my instagram. I put the best picture of Safaree and I, and added the caption "Safaree and I are married. We've been married for 10 years. Drake and I are NOT dating, and we never will. I love Safaree with all my heart, barbz. Sorry for the confusion."

And then I pressed cancel. "What are you doing?"

"Safaree I can't do it. It'll ruin everything. Our relationship, which I'm most worried about..."

"So what are we gonna do?" He asks. I sat down and put my head in my hands. "Why would he do this? He's fucking desperate. I gotta call Wayne." I stand up and Grab his phone.

"Hey Scaff what's good?"

"It's Nic. You gotta get Drake back."

"Nic-"

"I'm serious! I can't take this shit anymore Wayne."

"I'll see what I can do."

And he hung up.

(WAYNE'S POV)

I'm at Drake's place but I don't know if he'll let me in.

"Drake! Open up!"

He opened the door and shook his head. I showed him the contract papers. "Huh?"

"We need you back."

He snatched the papers from me and sighed them. "Studio tomorrow at 8."

"Okay..and tell all your followers that you and Nic DO NOT date." I say. "Fine. See you tomorrow."

(NICKI'S POV)

 Safaree and I are cuddling in bed watching TV. I grabbed his phone and went on twitter. I saw a tweet from Drake.

@DRAKE: @NICKIMINAJ and I DO NOT date, and NEVER did. I want to apologize to her and her team. Please don't hate on her guys, I'm back in YM.

I smiled a little. Maybe this will help.

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