So Marilyn and I came back down from our little talk, and we see Teyana who's super wasted acting slutty all over Wayne and Drake. Wayne and Drake were shooing her away, but she was still doing it. Plus, both guys were drunk also, so they were looking but weren't entertaining it.
"This bitch got us fucked up," Marilyn said, walking quickly to Teyana.
I followed behind, but before I could even straighten her out Marilyn threw the first punch. Teyana tumbled to the floor where Marilyn got on top of her and started punching her over and over in the face. I started seeing blood on Teyana so I grabbed Marilyn off of her before she got arrested. Teyana laid on the floor, screaming at all the blood coming out of her nose and mouth.
I grabbed Marilyn's arm and called for a limo to come and pick us up. The limo drove us back to our cars and I grabbed my car and drove Marilyn back to my house. I knew that Wayne and Drake would just tell the limo to bring them back home, so I didn't panic that we left them at the club. My main thing was getting Marilyn out of that club before she got arrested. We all had been drinking, but I only had two cups. Marilyn was almost drunk, but still had the hands. I cleaned off her hands since they were all bloody and made her some bath water. I helped her undress and let her soak in the bath tub while I called Tyga and Wayne.
"Hey babe. W-where did y-you go?" Wayne asked.
"I'm back at the house. Just call for a limo and tell them to bring you back home babe." I told Wayne.
"Okay, but it's probably g-g-going to b-be a while. The police are questioning us all." Wayne said
"Okay," I said.
Soon, Marilyn was down with her bath, and so I gave her my robe to wear as I searched for some night wear for her.
"Ughh, I have a headache." Marilyn said, walking to the living room to sit on the couch.
"I'll get you something to relieve the pain. Lay in the guest room," I said, going into the bathroom where I have all of my pills at.
By time I came back out of the bathroom, Wayne and Drake were walking through the door. Well, more like stumbled through the door.
I helped them both sit on the couch and went to help Marilyn.
"Drake and Wayne are downstairs," I said to Marilyn.
"Okay. I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Good night. I love you," Marilyn said.
"Good night girl," I tucked Mariyn in for bed.
As I came down the stairs, I could hear the game playing. Great. Those two won't be going asleep for a while.
"Nigga, you ass," Wayne said.
"So why the fuck am I beating you?" Drake replied.
"By one point, nigga. And not for long," Wayne said.
I just rolled my eyes and laughed at them as I went into the kitchen to make a small snack. I ended up getting some yogurt, cutting fruit up, and adding some granola to make a parfait . I put some chips in a bowl for Drake and Wayne. I walked back into the living room and put the bowl on the table.
"Bae, move! You're in the way of the tv," Wayne said, moving his head so he could see past me.
I stood there purposely and put my hand on my hips. "Boy, who do you think you're talking to?" I said, looking at Wayne.
"No one bae, I love you," Wayne said, still playing the game with Drake.
I rolled my eyes and moved from the television screen. I sat on the couch that was next to the one Wayne and Drake were on.
As they were playing the game, I scrolled through my instagram and twitter pages. I didn't want Wayne and Drake to be wandering around while they were under the influence. Thankfully, after the second game, the boys got tired.
I escorted Drake up to the guest room where Marilyn was sleeping. Wayne decided that he would just crash on the couch.
After both the boys were settled and going to bed, I decided to catch some sleep, too.
The Next Morning
I woke up to Wayne getting back in the bed. He had taken some medication for his hangover.
"What time is it?" I asked sleepily.
"9:24," Wayne replied, turning on the television.
"Marilyn and Aubrey up?" I asked.
"Nah," Wayne replied.
"Imma get up and go cook breakfast," I said, slowly sitting up.
"Why don't we all just go out to eat?" Wayne suggested.
"Alright," I said, walking over to our closet to pick out some clothes for the day.
I hopped in the shower as Wayne flipped through the channels on the television.
By time I got out of the shower, Marilyn and Drake were up and taking showers also. Wayne hopped in immediately after me, and I began to do my hair.
Once I completely finished getting dressed, I went to the guest room where Marilyn was putting on some sandles that I gave her. We we the same size in pretty much everything so I just gave her an outfit to put on.
"Thanks again for this cute outfit girl. You really hooked me up!" Marilyn said, looking in the mirror at her outfit.
I laughed at her. "No problem boo."
So after we all got dressed, we decided to go out to iHop. Wayne drove back to the studio so that Drake and Marilyn could get their car. Then we all went to iHop which was only a few minutes away from the studio.
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"Damn bae, you really fucked Teyana up though. I heard she still in the hospital. Something to do with her eyes." Drake said, looking at the media report from his phone.
"Mhm, she shouldn't of been acting all slutty dancing around y'all. And don't think we forgot that y'all was looking and shit," Marilyn rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her orange juice.
"True. That bitch had both of us fucked up. What you plan to do with her now with the label, Dwayne?" I asked Wayne, looking at him.
"I don't know. I mean, we do have a contract. But I don't want any conflict between y'all either. She's still a great artist, and I do want to keep her on the label." Wayne said uneasily. I could tell that he knew that wasn't the answer that neither Marilyn or I wanted to hear.
"Mm, I know you don't want us to feel that way about her. But you know what's best for the business. So I guess I can accept your decision. You better not be entertaining her though. I'll kill both of y'all," I said, looking dead in Wayne's eyes.
"Alright bae, I promise." Wayne put his hands up.
"I guess I can agree with Nicki." Marilyn replied.
We all ate the rest of our food and talked without mentioning Teyana again.
I knew that I wouldn't have to worry about her now, but I also knew that this would not be the last time I heard about her again.
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Southern Delight | Lil Wayne & Nicki Minaj
Fanfic"Who's that new boy?" I asked Drake, who was sitting next to me in the lunch room. "Oh that's Wayne, I have English class with him," He replied. "Let's go talk to him, he seems cool," I replied, getting up and leading the way to where Wayne was si...
