**Nicki POV**
"You mean like..?" He shook his head, "I don't get it, like what would make you kill them?"
"I had no choice his asthma was acting up and he didn't have his inhaler." I shook as I spoke.
"You could have taken him to a hospital, you didn't have to kill him." He started.
"I know! Don't you think I would've if that was possible?" I scowled, he made it seem like I'm just a terrible person and I did it for fun.
"Explain.."
"Thembi had my car, it was snowing like crazy." I stopped and let a few tears drop, "I called for an ambulance but they wouldn't come fast enough. He wouldn't stop coughing."
"You could've said that a little earlier babe."
"He kept coughing and coughing, I didn't know what to do." I sighed, "I told him that it would be okay and he wouldn't have to worry about his asthma anymore, he would be happier. Then I..." The words were drown out by the emotions behind them.
"How'd you do it?"
"I covered his mouth and nose with a pillow, and held him tight until his heart stopped beating." I took a deep breath, "I felt so terrible about it."
"And your daughter? She h-had asthma too?" He asked, his face red with tears.
"No," I confessed, "not too long after Jaden's death I was so paranoid and I felt she would always judge me and hate me for killing her brother, like she knew what happened. I couldn't handle it."
"Onika that's not a good excuse to kill a baby." He said wiping away a few tears.
"It didn't turn out how I planned it," I shook my head, "I wasn't supposed to survive."
"What happened?"
"I put arsenic in her milk bottle, then I took some pills, I can't even remember what they were.." I thought for a moment, "I started feeding her the bottle and the next thing I knew, I was in the hospital with doctors telling me I would make a full recovery but they were unable to save Michelle."
"Onika..." Drake grabbed me and held me tight.
"I've secluded myself for 3 years in my house, I've attempted suicide so many times but it never worked. It's not fair!" I broke out into even more tears causing Drake to tighten his grip and kiss my forehead.
"I'm glad it didn't work, because I wouldn't have you here now." He coaxed.
After a few hours of cuddling we ended up in this deep, and lustful kiss that was amazing.
Drake pulled me on top of him without breaking the kiss we started.
"Tomorrowww," I told him. He has tried millions of times already and has been denied millions of times already. What the hell?
"Who ever said I was doing anything though," he smirked, "if I really want you right now, I can have you right now." He said adding a passive voice to 'right now'.
"Oh really?" I asked. "Try me," I said in a daring tone.
He put my arms above my head and kissed me passionately and deeply. 'Damn he's good,' I thought to myself.
I struggled to break free from Drake's grip. He's strong as hell!
"Baby, you're not going anywhere." He said. I gave in, because I knew I wasn't getting away.
"Damn, you win." I said.
"The games just got started! Who's thirsty?" He asked, trying to be slick.
"Oh papi, what are you up to?" I asked him, acting as if I don't know already.
He pulled off my shorts and thong, keeping a hold of my arms. Drake then went down a little more and started eating me out.
"I love you," I told him.
"I love you too," he replied and sat up a little to look at me, "why are you so delicious?" He asked me.
"I don't even know how to answer that," I said giggling throughout my statement.
"Well, I guess I can.." He said and went back down to start licking again.
"Nika?" Drake called.
"Hmm?" I asked him, half moaning.
"Where have you been all these years?" He asked.
"Home" I replied honestly.
He laughed, "You completed my life! I need to thank Thembi for taking you to the bar the other night. We need to get married soon, I know we just met but..."
"We should both thank Thembi!" I laughed cutting him off, "for pushing me into you."
"Yeah Nic... I hope you don't feel, like.... Uncomfortable but I wanna marry you. I want you to be my wife.
"Aww.. I can't believe just last night I was nervous to talk to you." I blushed a little.
"Really? I didn't even notice." He chuckled a bit, "and it feels like I've known you forever. Like, I'm already addicted and obsessed with your sex! Wowww!" He was so enthusiastic.
"Is that why you're in love?" I asked, half because I was curious, I mean I don't wanna be with someone just because they like having sex with me but half because I wanted to mess with him.
"N-no Nic... Why would you say that?" He looked me in the eyes.
"I'm joking."
He gave me a blank stare, "We should get some rest we stayed up the whole night."
"What time is it?"
"6:48am"
"Damn"
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Forever is Perfect
FanfictionIs forever really perfect? Or is perfection a goal only attainable by the ability to power through and accept imperfection?