Love Kills

Hotel 3

POV: Nicki Minaj  
Location: California
Date: November 23, 2019.
Time: 2:27pm

"Alright let's go, send me your location so I know how to get there" I asked her

"Uhhh... oh okay" she said nervously

"What you so nervous about?" I asked her

"Nothing, I'll put the address on my phone so you don't have to use yours" she said

"No it's fine just text me the-" I began to say

"Here it's right here" she said interrupting me and handing me her phone

"Jesus alright" I said following the address on the maps

We drove for about an hour and surprisingly there was barley any conversation, I had a feeling it was because of what happened back at the hotel, she seemed like such a confident and careless woman, why would it have her feeling like this? I didn't question it at all throughout the ride tho, I just had a feeling that she was tired as well. When we did get to her apartment though I offered to help her find her way and take her stuff but she insisted she could do it. As I saw her struggle with her stuff I asked her if she was sure and despite her obviously needing help she still refused mine. I waited until I saw her go inside the complex and drove off to find my own. I wasn't far from hers, a 20-38m drive depending on traffic. As soon as I got home, I went in my trunk to take my bag out and noticed the clothes she let me borrow were still back there and I texted her

To Cardi: hey, the clothes you let me borrow are in my trunk

From Cardi: keep em.

To Cardi: you sure?

No response. I knew she wasn't doing shit, she just got there, but I could be wrong, she could've been unpacking. I set my phone down and began to look through my stuff to make sure I had everything, and I did. The apartment was pretty nice, it had 3 rooms and 2 bathrooms, I was planning on making one room an office and another a guest room. I was getting really bored shopping online for new furniture, it was around 5pm back in New York and if I knew my parents, they were probably napping, and I didn't want to speak to them, not after what I had done today, I'd just feel guilty. I wanted to call Cardi, but still after a while looking for furniture, I'd gotten no text back.. so I decided to double text.

To Cardi: you busy?

From Cardi: a bit, sorry.

To Cardi: well Can you FaceTime?

No response again. I decided whatever she was doing, I'd be best to leave her alone since it seemed to be taking up most her time. I'd just wait until she texted me back. Hours went by.. it was now 4pm, my parents had been texting me about my flight and why I didn't text back when they texted me at the arrival time.. I simply made up an excuse and said that I was tired and went straight to the apartment. They called me for a bit before letting me go cause I had a lot of unpacking to do. A couple of friends texted me asking how I liked it here, so far it was pretty good, you know, besides the fact that she hadn't texted me back.. I wasn't tripping tho, she had no reason to, we were just 2 strangers that met in the airport and had sex right after our flight. Yeah.. that's all it was. Although I wanted more of her, I don't think I could do that to my parents, and I should stop having thoughts about someone I'd probably only have a one night stand with. You'd think if the girl had sex with me and I was the only person she knew here, she'd text me more or show more interest. Until I finally stopped complaining and looks like it did me good because I got a text back.

From Cardi: my bad, been busy with setting up and calling my family

To Cardi: it's all good, you still busy?

And once again, I was left with no response, at this point I had started feeling as if I was being clingy and annoying, so I decided to stop acting like I needed her, even though I kinda did. Despite being with a few guys in the past, she hit different, I couldn't stop thinking about her all day.. I kept looking at my phone and getting upset at the 0 notifications I had gotten, not just from anyone, but from her specifically. I was sitting and so amazed at what had happened this morning, I still couldn't believe it. I didn't know anything about this girl, except she was from the Bronx and she was permanently living here in Cali, and she was good at sex. That's all I knew. I went on insta and tried to find her profile, so I searched up names that probably would fit
Belcalis
Bacardi
CardiB
After searching up cardi b, I saw a user under @iamcardib and clicked on it. Yup, it was her. I thought about if I should follow her, but first I decided to go through her account. She seemed to be a pretty outspoken and funny person, who had a lot of friends and a good following, she has 1.2k followers. She posted a recent post 1 hour ago, it was a video of her in the hotel we had slept in, you could see me in the background knocked out while she video taped herself looking good in those pajamas we had been matching. Everyone seemed to notice me in the comments, and one comment stood out

@hennessycarolina: @star_brim5 I told ya 🤪
@star_brim5: @hennessycarolina fuck ya 🙄
@hennessycarolina: @star_brim5 pay up hoe 😛

I was hella confused at what they were talking about but at this time it was around 7:47pm, and I could use some sleep, the sex still had me tired and the jet lag did as well. So I decided to go to bed..

-Truzdaie