Spidey Dreams: A Tale of Spiders and Barbies

You Said You Would Save Me

"Nicki....I did it, I killed him. It's over, we're free to live our lives the way we want to. I don't have to marry anyone but you. I gotta go."

Nicki listens to a voicemail Tom left her earlier today. She just got back to her hotel room from a show.

"Three days and he finally contacts me? I've been worried sick about this bastard!" She says out loud.

"What's wrong?" Nicki's assistant asks.

"Girl...he did it. Tom actually killed James." Nicki informs her.

"Oh my god....wow, I don't know what to say..."

Nicki tries to remain serious and contain her shock, but gives away to cackling uncontrollably again.

"Yesss bitch! Finally! He popped a cap in that hoe!" She laughs.

"I'm actually not sad at all. I told you I was rooting for him." Her assistant laughs.

"I don't even know if I can keep it together for tomorrow night's concert. I wanna tell the whole world!" Nicki says.

"Yeah um, please don't do that...just try not to think about it, it's not that fuckin' hard, bitch." Her assistant says.

Nicki sucks her teeth.

"Get the fuck outta here, it's bedtime for you anyway." Nicki snaps.

"I'm just joking, good night." Her assistant laughs, leaving her room.

Nicki sighs, then FaceTimes Tom. Surprisingly, he picks up.

"Oh thank god! Homie you done got me over here fucked up for three days thinking you died!" She says.

"I know I know, I'm so sorry I should have contacted you sooner. I didn't know what to expect after I did it. But I'm okay now." He says.

"I'm so proud of you, zaddy."

"It was the scariest shit I ever had to go through, but I kept thinking about you, and I was able to overcome it." Tom says.

"Well like you said, it's all over now, we don't have to worry about him ever again. Now we can focus on our wedding."

"I promise, when I'm done filming we'll start planning for it."

"We better, cuz I can't wait any longer."

"We've only been engaged for like a month and a half." Tom says, confused.

"And what about it?"

Tom shakes his head.

"I'm just glad you're back in America again. I really need a night of just Netflix and chill with you in our comfy clothes sooo bad."

"You and I both, hunty. I'm exhausted. I forgot how hard it is tryna twerk while spittin' my metaphors on stage every night."

"You should try twerking on this dick." He says, smug.

Nicki's eyes bug out and her jaw drops.

"What da-...ummm child, anyways sooo—"

Someone knocks on her door.

"Oh, that's probably Meg Thee Stallion and Normani." She says.

"No cap? They're there?" Tom asks.