No Love [Book 1]

Chapter 34

Nicki Minaj POV

Safaree gives me a awful weird look at me. All confused and shit. It will explain how secretive he is, how he be gone all the time. Lately, he been actin' like he ain't need me so I went to a real nigga. I rather be wit' August than to try and be wit' Safaree any longer, I won't drag on us if there ain't no us.

He just sit there, I get from off his lap and look him deep in his eyes. Ion if I wanna slap the nigga or nah 'cause I wanna know the truth. I wish August ain't never told me 'cause he coulda been lyin' to me. He coulda been lyin' thinkin' that I would stay when instead I left to work it out wit' Safaree. And, now it's like I am havin' second thought about the man I be wit' almost my whole fuckin' life.

I am hurt. Confused and dyin' to know the truth. I wanna kniw if there's a side bitch, or if I'm the  side bitch. I know I ws fuckin' behind his back and being unfaithful... But I'ma be a woman tonight and admit to it. I'd be damn to be a lil' girl 'bout it, so I don't expect Safaree to be a lil' boy 'bout it either.

Safaree looks me deep in my eyes as he sigh. "What?!"

"Don't fuck wit' me! Don't fuckin' play games wit' me Safaree!" I aaid in anger.

"What'chu mean? I ain't cheatin'." Safaree said.

"Bullshit!" I shout, jumpin' off the couch as I walk into the kitchen. I am frustrated' cause I don't one hundred percent believe him. I throw my hands up inna air in anger as I breathe hard.

"The fuck you mean bullshit?" Safaree said, walkin' over to me.

"Safaree, I don't believe you! You being secretive. Leavin' me alone and not answerin' none of my calls or texts. You be gon' at ridiculous hours and I wanna know if there's oyher pussy you gettin'." I shout at him.

"Is there other dick you gettin'..." I cut him off.

"Nigga, I asked you first now answer me. Are you cheatin' on me? And, do not lie to me Safaree. I look him in his eyes, tryna keep tears from comin'.

Before he even open his mouth I stop him from speakin'. "I want you to think 'bout that before you speak. Remember we been together fo' ten years." I try to say calmly.

He drops his head, kickin' the floor, he picks his head back up and say. "No, Nicki. I never cheated on you."

"Can I ask," he says outta the blue. I look at him confused. Ask what?

I roll my neck and shrug. "Ask what?"

"You cheatin' on me?" Safaree asks, tappin' his finger onna kitchen counter. 

"I mean you been actin' strange lately too." He adds.

I try avoidin' his question, but, I'ma be honest 'bout it. "Once," I mutter.

I swear I heard Safaree gulp  loud as hell when I said it. He movin' back from me too. "When I was pissy drunk. Out wit' the girls. Ion remember shit but goin' out and wakin' up here naked."

"Are you fuckin' serious?!" Those words starts makin' me feel like total shit.

Safaree walks up close to me. "This happened once right?"  I nod my head.

He puts his hand over his forehead as he roll his eyes. "Why you ain't tell me?" He stammers.

"'Cause you was mad at me." I said.

"Plus, I ain't no how to tell ya," I add.

"Safaree, don't lie to me. I just wanna know the truth. Have you cheated on me? Once? Just tell me." I say, my voice breakin'.

Safaree shakes his head one last time and say, "No," he pulls me in his arms.

"Okay," I say, smotherin' my face on his chest. At first I start to feel safe in his arms, like we're okay until he holds me tighter in his arms.

"Safaree," I call his name.

"Let go of me. You hurtin' me Safaree." I cry, struggin' to break outta his arms. He has a tight grip on me.

"Safaree," I shout when he only grips me tighter.

"Safaree!" I scream in pain when he releases me from his arms and pushes me against the refrigerator.

"Shut up bitch!" Safaree shouts at me in anger. He ain't never been so aggressive wit' me in his life. Yeah, we had ups and downs but not like this.

"Who you callin' a bitch you lyin' ass broke ass nigga!" I shout back at him.

"If I'ma bitch, yo' mama's a bitch!" I quickly regret sayin' that when I see nothin' but rage fillin' in his eyes. He charges right at me.

"Safaree no! No! Safaree, please." I scream at the top of my lungs as I run right pass him when he catches my hand and slams my body against the refrigerator. 

"You ain't goin' nowhere bitch!" Safaree whispers in my ear, threathin' me. He's drunk 'cause I smell it on his breath.

"You mine hoe! Get that in ya head."

I sheirk as my body tenses up. My heads turns to the right so I can avoid eye contact wit' him. Even my eyes are close tight 'cause he filled me up wit' nothin' but fear. He growls at me as he puts his hands 'round my neck, tight as shit, he slowly grinds against my womanhood. I put my hands 'round his as I try to get his hands from 'round my neck.

I slowly black out...