Barbie Tingz

Bed Nicki POV

I put away me and Drake's clothes in their respective spots. He sat in the closet organizing our shoes.

"I'm done. You need help?" He asked.

I looked around "Put your shirts on your side of the closet." I pointed to the pile. I folded his last pair of pants and put them away. I unpacked my perfumes, lotions, and makeup. Organizing it on my vanity. "Help me change the bedding please." I said to Drake.

"But they just put this one on." He replied.

"I sleep on my own stuff." I said stripping the beds and pillows. We set the bed up and sat down.

"I think we need a nap." Drake said crashing on his side of the bed.

"Yeah." I said laying down with my back to him.

"Turn around." He muttered. I ignored him he pulled me on my back, I tried to roll back over but he leapt across me trapping underneath him.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"We're alone and I want to talk...about everything." He said looking me in the eyes. I turned my head to the side. "Okay. I'll forever regret the way I came at you over Meek. I  should've respected your relationship with him and maybe he wouldn't have dissed me. Even if he did diss me, I shouldn't have sunk to his level knowing how you would feel about it. What I regret the most..." He grabbed my face turned it to face him. I stared at him and he continued, "What I regret the most is what I said. I didn't mean it." My eyes filled with tears.

"You meant it." I cried out. I wiped my eyes but the tears kept falling.

"I didn't mean it. I was hurt and I said things." He replied.

"You called me a stupid bitch. You think I am a whore. You don't trust me and I guess I'm not loyal apparently I never loved you and I've been using you since we met." I said practically yelling at him while hitting on him.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them down, "Stop hitting me woman. Listen to me, I didn't mean it. Okay, I said what I said to hurt you like you hurt me. Nicki you are the smartest female rapper I have ever met. As for the whore thing I wasn't calling you a whore, I was saying women from his past relationships are whores and you deserved better. Anybody can get that fvck nigga and you know that. Baby when I said you weren't loyal and I didn't trust you I lied. I was angry I wanted to feel that way about you so I would feel better but the hurt on your face that night haunted me in my sleep. You was loyal to me to a fault. You loved me and I know that. I always knew that. I'm sorry Onika."

"Let me go please. I won't hit you I promise." I whispered. He slowly let my hands go.

"Hold me please. I'm tired." I muttered. He got off of me and I turned my back to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. I moved my hair out of his way. He kissed my neck and I felt all the tears coming back and I let out a small sob. I heard him sigh.

"Turn around Nicki." I didn't move I just cried into my hand. "Come on baby. I want to make this better." He whispered. I turned in his arms and tucked my face into his chest. "I really do want to make this better Nick but I don't know what you thinking. Talk to me. I miss my Queen." He said.

"You keep talking in past tense like my feelings just changed when I met someone that's not how this shit works if that was the case I wouldn't be crying my eyes out like a pussy. I still love you. I am still loyal to you. Rahmeek nor any other man can change that. You and I was first and yeah I sided with him but he's my boyfriend I was raised to treat my significant other like a king and a queen wouldn't chose anybody over their king even if I didn't want to be on his side. I was still loving you and I'm I wish you didn't make me choose because I didn't want to hurt you." I replied.

"I don't want to hear that shit no more. I'm your King. He's the joker, pure fvcking entertainment." Drake tightened his grip around me. He kissed the top of my head. I fell asleep.

"Wake up." Drake said slapping me on the ass a few times.

"Stop." I said pushing his arm away.

"I didn't know your ass jiggle like that." He said. He reached back over and squeezed my ass. Before I could stop myself I moaned egging him on.

"Drizzy we can't do this." I whispered. He continued to squeeze on my ass.

"Take this jumpsuit off and I can do something better." He replied. He grabbed my leg and pulled my pelvis against his. His hard on pressed against my clit causing my eyes to shoot open. I looked him in the eyes.

"We're crossing a line that we shouldn't cross." I moaned out. He pressed harder and my eyes briefly went to the back of my head as I bit on my lip to keep quiet.

"Let's cross it." He whispered. He grabbed the zipper to my jumpsuit. "Can I?" He asked. I closed my eyes and bit my tongue afraid I'll say no and lose his touch but even more afraid I'll say yes and do something I can't take back."

"Y'all didn't kill each other, did you?" Wayne yelled through the door. I let out a shaky breath as Drake moved away. He got up walked to the door swinging the door wide open.

"We were just getting up from a nap. What's going on?" Drake asked letting him in.

"I'm bout to roll up. The kids hanging out by the pool." He said sitting on the edge of the bed. Drake walked off to the bathroom.

"You still mad at me?" He asked me.

"No." I replied

"So y'all worked it out?" He questioned. He sealed the blunt and lit it up.

"I guess so." I said holding my hand out. He passed me the blunt. We got high in the room before joining the kids.

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