Nicki Minaj, My Mentor: The Sequel

Why Me?

"God Phillip! When Are We Gonna Kill Her??!" I Ask Becoming More And More Impatient.

"Just Chill Bre, I Dont Wanna Kill Her Just Yet, I Wanna Scare Her First." He Says Lightning His Blunt.

I Sigh Heavily.

Phillip Snaps His Fingers As His Eyes Light Up.

"What?" I Ask.

"Your Little Sister!"

"What About Her?"

"She Goes Out With Evelyn's Brother Right?"

"Yeah Something Like That, Why?"

"We Can Get Her To Help Us Out."

"Oh No! We Are Not Dragging My Little Sister Into This!" I Say Shooting Up From His Couch.

He Stands Up Placing His Hands On My Hips, And Whispers In My Ear. "Please?"

"Stop Trying To Seduce Me! And No! Aliyah's Only Fourteen!" I Say Wiggling Out Of His Grip.

"Come On Bre! We Both Want Her Gone. Do It For Me."

"Phillip Please, You Can't Even Get Rid Of Her Mom's Baby."

"You Get Your Sis To Help Us.." He Brushes His Lips On My Neck Causing Me To Bite My Lip. "And I'll Get Rid Of The Whole Family."

I'm Not The Killer Type But When I Think About It, Evelyn Will Be Gone, Young Money Will Be Devastated, And The Spotlight's All Mine.

"Okay." I Say.

He Let's Out A Deep Chuckle. "That's My Girl."

*

(Later That Afternoon- Still Bre's POV)

I Was Laying On My Bed Reading Vogue Magazine When Liyah Knocks On My Door.

"Whats Up?" I Ask Looking Up From The Magazine.

"Miss.Lauren Invited Me Over For Dinner, Can You Drop Me Off Later?"

"Can't Mom Take You?"

"She Has To Work." She Replies As Her Expression Turns Into A Small Frown.

I Hated That, I Practically Raise The Both Of Us. Mom's Never Home Cause She's Too Busy Working Two Jobs, And My Dad Is Just A Deadbeat With A Million Children. I Never Got The Attention I Wanted And Never Got To Be Daddy's Girl, I Guess Thats Why I'm The Way I Am Now.

I Then Think Back To Phillip's And I Conversation Earlier And I Smirk.

"Uhh Sure, I'll Take You."

She Smiles. "Thanks Bre." And Starts To Walk Away

"Mhmm. Hey Liyah."

She Sticks Her Head Back In The Door. "Yeah?"

"Come Sit For A Minute."

"Ohhkay." She Then Takes A Seat In The Rolling Chair That Sat Next To My Computer Desk.

I Prop My Head On Top Of My Arm. "So, You Really Like Vince Huh?"

She Starts To Laugh Hysterically. "It's Von, And Yeah, He's Really Sweet." She Says Lighting Up.

I Start To Feel A Knot Of Guilt Form In My Throat, I'm Not Sure If I Wanna Do This. She Seems So Happy.

I Start To Give Her My Best Puppy Dog Face. "Do You Want To Do Your Favorite Sister A Favor?"

"Bre You Are My Only Sister.....Well That I Know Of." She Says Referring To Our Dad And His Litter of Cubs. "And It Depends On What It Is."