My Disaster of a Life: Nicki Minaj Fanfiction

Where's Drake?

I woke up this morning and Drake wasn't in bed. Maybe he's with Wayne, I thought. I grabbed my phone from the night stand. No new texts. I started to worry about him. Is he okay? Where could he be? I texted him, "Hi, babe. Where are you?" While I waited for a response I went on Instagram and scrolled through some pictures and read comments from my fans. After about a minute I got a text - from Drake. It said, "Hey, baby. Don't worry, I'm with Wayne." That put me at ease. I got bored so I decided to text Wayne. "Hey, Wayne. What's up?" In a few seconds he replied with "Hey, Nicki. Just alone at my crib, on social media." Wait - what?, I thought. What does he mean alone? Isn't Drake there? "Drake told me he was chillin' with you." "He wasn't. I've been alone all day," he replied. I texted Drake, "Babe, where are you?" "I'm chilling with some friends, just left Wayne's crib," he responded. "Bullshit! He said you weren't there all day," I replied. He stop responding. If he tries to come back into my crib, I'm not gonna let him until I know where he was. Then, I decided to go back to sleep.