Ours For The Taking

chapter 10: stressed?

(NEXT DAY, NICKI'S POV)

I woke up and turned over. Safaree was facing the other way. I sighed and got up.

I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, washed my face, and went downstairs. I feel weird. Maybe not weird...just different. I've been really moody lately. I just want to be left alone.

I ate toast for breakfast.

I made some coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. Safaree came downstairs and asked if I was okay. "Yep.."

"You sure?" He asks.

"No..."

"Why are you so confusing?"

"Why are you so worried?"

He sighed, got a glass of orange juice and sat down. "You gonna record the remix today?"

"I already did..." I mumble and shrug. "Okay what's wrong?"

"I said I'm okay! God Safaree!" I yell and get up. I went upstairs, and into our bedroom. I grabbed my phone, sat in bed, and got on twitter. I scrolled down my tl and smiled at the barbz. They always cheer me up.

Safaree came in and slammed the door. I flinched. "Tell me what the fuck is wrong." He demanded. "Safaree just leave me-"

"No. I need to to know what's wrong." He starts calming down, and he sat with me on the bed. "I-I don't know..I just don't feel good."

 "L-like you're stomach hurts?"

"Kinda.. Look I'm just uncomfortable. I- We have so much to do."

He sighed. I looked down and fiddled with my fingers. We sat there for a seond in silence. I knew he was looking at me. Then my phone rang, thank God.

"Hello?"

"Hey Nic!"

"Hey Tyga."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothin. What's up?"

"I emailed you a beat that you might like. I know you're done with the album but still."

"Alright. I'll listen to it now. Bye."

"See ya."

I hung up and put my phone down. "Who was that?"

"Why?" I got up and went down to the studio, where my computer was. I turned it on and checked my email. It was right at the top. I clicked it and music started playing. I don't love it. I sent it back and closed my computer. I don't wanna be bitchy today, but I'm just in that sorta mood.

Safaree came in the studio and I left. "Okay Onika what the fuck is wrong with you?!" Safaree yelled, following me down the hall. Oh my fucking god I swear if he doesn't leave me alone I'm gonna go crazy.

"Safaree. Leave. Me. Alone. I'm fine, okay!!??!" I scream. He grabbed my arm and turned me around slowly. He pulled me into a hug and I started crying. "I'm sorry. I'm just really stressed."

Before he got to answer, My phone rang again. It was drake. Ugh.

"Hello?!"

"Heeeey Nika."

"Drake. What do you want?"

"I need you to come by later."

"Can't. I have to shoot the video for Bang Bang."

"Already?"

"Drake." I say.

"Okay, then on your way home, please?"

"I'm too busy."

He hung up. I rolled my eyes and started to get ready for the shoot. I put on Victoria Secret sweatpants, Jordan's, and a tank top with a hoodie. I brushed my hair down and put my hood over my head. "Come on Faree!" I yell, and he comes downstairs. We went outside and left.

(AT THE VIDEO SET)

 I walked into my trailer as Safaree trailed behind me. "Hey!" Oscar said as he walked in and shut the door. "Hey babe!" i gave him a hug and sat down in the chair in front of the vanity.

He got out his strainer and took down my hair. "So how was your morning?" He asks, parting my hair. I shot a quick look at Safaree through the mirror. "Okay. You?" I finally answer.

"I had brunch with Joyce and then came strait here."

"Where is she?"

"Here I am!" Joyce smiles, opening the trailer door. She had baby Zeplin (I think that's how you spell it idk lmao) in her arms. "My baby!" I laugh and take him from her. "Hey Joyce!"

"Hey Nic. Zep missed you."

"I missed you too." I said to him and kissed his cheek. "Nicki!" He says and claps his hands. He's so adorable. I can't wait to have a baby. But my career is at the point where it's impossible to even try to have one. I know Safaree wants one, too.

Here's the thing, though- I keep saying "later". But i'm turning 32 this year. Woah... I'm turning 32. And most people get pregnant at like 27. I'm kinda running out of time here.

After my hair and makeup was done, I got dressed. Then I and took Safaree's wrist. We walked out and went into the building where the amazing set was. While we were walking, Safaree whispered "I'm so proud of you. I love you baby." like he always does.

I smiled and let go of his arm. "Nicki!!!" I hear. I turn and see Jessie J running over to me. We hugged each other and I took her hand. "Where's Ariana?!" I ask. "Nickiiii!! Jessieee!" I hear Ariana's voice. "Hi lady bug!! Ready?"

"Yea let's go!"

We just have to preform the last scene, and then we're done.

(AFTERWARDS, 2 PM)

 So now we're on our way home. Beyonce is coming over to listen to my verse, and I'm soooo excited!

When we got back home, I changed and started pacing back and forth. And then I heard a beep. I practically ran to the door and pressed the intercom. "Hey! It's us!" I hear Bey say. I pressed the red button to let them in.

The car drove up. Jay Z got out of the drivers seat, Bey got out of the passengers seat, and Jay got Blue out of the back seat. "Hi Blue!" I smile.

She waved. "Hey Nicki!" Beyonce says, hugging me. I hugged Jay too. We went inside and I called Safaree down.

"Hey guys." He says and sits with us. "Oh I get it..." Beyonce says with a wink. "You two are together?"

"What?..No." I lie.

"Mhhm."

We all got up and went to my studio. "Okay so I have the verse recorded but I want to see if it's too much.."

"Nothing is too much. And I was thinking we could record it here."

"Uh..Sure. Now?"

"If that's okay."

I let her listen to my verse and she smiled. "Nicki they will go off!! This is sick!!" She yells. "I know!! Okay Safaree bring it back please?" I ask, as Beyonce and I walk into the booth.

We put on the headphones and the music began.

(2 HOURS LATER)

"So, see you guys at the VMA's, right?" Jay Z asks, picking Blue up and putting her in the car. "Yep, see you there." I answer. "Great. Bye!" Beyonce gets in the passengers seat and Jay drives off.

I smiled to myself before turning to Safaree.

"You okay?" Safaree pulls me close to him and kisses my lips. "Mhhm. Perfect."

Lies. I'm so stressed right now I can't even deal, and I'm super anxious. I just want to get the VMA's over with.

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School is actually kinda fun tbh.....that was random but whatever.

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