Nicki stood in her huge kitchen chopping up celery. Patrick had made it clear that he wanted dinner on the table by the time he got home . Nicki was sweating bullets, and felt sick to her stomach. The baby was causing her to feel nauseous , and she could barely concentrate . Nicki had scheduled herself an appointment for an abortion, but canceled at the last minute feeling overwhelmed. Nicki dumped the chopped up celery in the skillet growing angry. She had been blowing up Ambi's phone for about two days now , and haven't received a call back yet. Nicki just shook her head . Every time Ambi was into it with Ross , Nicki was always Ambi's shoulder to cry on to bad she couldn't say the same .
"You bout done ? A nigga starving shit." Patrick walked into the kitchen wrapping his arms around Nicki.
"Yes bae , it'll be done in no time I started a lil late ." Nicki said taking out a glass pan getting ready to mix the noodles and chicken together .
"Next time start earlier and why you all sweaty and shit ?." Patrick questioned taking a cigarette and lighting it.
"I'm hot babe." Nicki said growing irritated , she didn't expect for Patrick to be home for another hour or so.
"Shit disgusting clean ya self up ." Patrick said throwing a hand towel in Nicki's face.
Nicki simply rolled her eyes. This week has been nothing but horrible. She was sick of slaving for a husband who only wanted to pimp her out .
Nicki was determined to abort her baby , and teach Patrick bobble head ass a lesson .
As soon as Nicki put the casserole in the oven , her phone buzzed alerting her of a text .
Piper:
Wya ? Pull up on me
Nicki smiled , Nicki knew she was married , but Piper made her feel good when Patrick wouldn't . They had only known each other about 5 months and Nicki was feeling him heavy. Piper practically knew everything about Nicki, the only thing he didn't know was that she was married and married to his biggest drug rival. Nicki felt queasy just thinking about how this "MIGHT" blow up in her face , but pushed the thought to the back of her mind . Nicki knew about the bitches and the $2 hoes that Patrick had but hell how could she be mad, she was practically married.
Fye head Nicki:
Omw give me a minute
Piper:
Don't take to long
When Nicki read the text , her lips spread into a smile . Now if I could just figure out how to get away from Patrick ugly ass . Nicki thought to herself .
....
"I'm finna go , you want anything to eat?" Ross asked Ambi while he slipped his Gucci jacket back onto his long arms .
"Nah I'm good ." Ambi said rolling her eyes.
"Ambi you gone have to eat some , you ain't ate in 2 Days ." Ross said grabbing his wallet.
"Mmhm try eating and being tied up , let me see how good you like it." Ambi mumbled .
"Whatever that's on you ma, I'm heading to the club, don't wait up." Ross said closing the door behind him .
Bitch!
Ambi thought to herself . Ambi was sure her phone was blowing up seeing how she hadn't been to work in 2 Days and she still haven't spoken to Shaun . Ambi felt bad. Shaun probally felt like Ambi used him and dipped, which wasn't the case at all. Ambi felt around for the piece of glass that was broken off from Ross breaking a vase.
"Okay Ambi you got this ." Ambi prepped talked her self , growing nervous . Ross could come back at any minute knowing him. He was just so damn forgetful.
Ambi took the glass in between her fingers , feeling blood trickling down them. Ambi rubbed the glass up and down the tape for what seemed like an hour before it finally tore.
Ambi had a hard time getting up , because she hadn't walked in two days .
Ambi grabbed her dead phone and took a run for it, hopping she would never see the place again . Ambi stopped once she realized Ross had taken her car once again. Ambi was so fed up she just wanted to break down , right then and there. But fear wouldn't let her . Looking down the street Ambi began to walk not caring where she was going .
