chapter 17: piece of shit birthday.

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(DECEMBER 8TH, NICKI'S POV)

I'm spending the night of birthday alone. Yes, you read that correctly. Sherika is asleep upstairs, Thembi is in New York working, Oscar is with another client, Joyce isn't answering her phone, and God knows where Safaree is. I can't believe he would do this to me, after what we talked about. Plus it's my birthday... And he's my husband.

And I couldn't go see my family because there were no flights going in or out of New York due to the weather, another reason why Thembi isn't here.

I've got thousands of birthday tweets and instagram posts, which were so cute. The barbz always make me feel special every year. I got tweets from celebrities, and I was spazzing out.

Almost everyone in my family called me and wished me a happy birthday, and I loved that. I FaceTimed with Maciah for a while, too. This morning, the mail man had a wagon of presents for me from Wayne, Trey, Usher, Tyga, Drake, everybody you could think of. People I didn't even know knew who I was sent me a gift.

Drake and Wayne also came over for a little and we had lunch and talked for a while.

But not Safaree.

I didn't get a present in the mail...

No instagram post was found for me..

Not one tweet.

Not even a text saying "hb"

Nothing...

I was suddenly happy I released Bed of Lies and All Things Go. Seeing him getting bashed on instagram kinda made me giggle instead if get mad.

I heard the buzzer buzz and I practically ran to it. "Safaree?" I answer. "No, um, it's just Pauly."

Pauly D? I didn't know he knew I lived here. I sighed and unlocked the gate.

When he got inside, I gave him a hug. "Hey Birthday girl. Why you all alone on your special day?"

I shrugged and looked down. "I thought you were in Jersey? What are you doing here?" I ask.

"What's today?"

"December 8th." I answer, confused.

"No silly! It's your birthday!" He pulled out a box and handed it to me.

I opened it to see about 4 diamond bracelets, all different styles.

"Wow...Pauly this is so nice, thank you!" I hugged him again. "No problem, I haven't seen you for a while so I just thought you'd like something nice for your birthday. I wanted to deliver it personally. Well, sorry but I can't stay for a while I gotta get back to Jersey...."

" Maybe I can see you when I come up there."

"Maybe... Happy birthday. Bye Nicki."

"Thanks, bye."

I closed the door behind him and turned around. "Who was that??" Sherika came downstairs and sat on the couch. "DJ Pauly?" I laugh. "Really?" She giggled, and I nodded. "Look at this thing." I showed her the bracelets he got me.

"Woah...Seriously?"

"Yea. They're so pretty. I wish Sa-"

"Please don't even say his name Nic. I'm furious with him right now. He's just gonna act like it's not your birthday?" She said.

I laughed at her. "I don't care." I lie. "You better wear the crap outta that thing. Post it on instagram, too."

"Why?"

"To make him jealous."

I shook my head. "Do you still love him?" She asks, out of the blue.

I looked up. "Of course I do."

(11 PM, SAFAREE'S POV)

I ran out of LAX, pushing past everyone. I have 30 minutes until the end of Nicki's birthday. No way I'll make it. I guess I have to explain why I wasn't there in the first place. Well, last week, it was my cousins birthday so I flew to Brooklyn for the weekend. But then they cancelled all the flights. I spent the night at the airport and waited. When I got on the plane, we had to wait an hour before they took off. And that's why I got here so late, when I was planning on getting here yesterday. And I wasn't able to use my phone because I left my charger and my phone is dead as fuck.

I caught a taxi and told him where to go. When we got to the house, I paid him and got out. It was 11:57. I unlocked the gate and sprinted up the long drive way.

I unlocked the door and walked inside. "Nicki! I'm so, so sorry."

"Wow.." She says. I noticed Sherika next to her. "That's a damn shame...forget your own wife's birthday.." She mumbled under her breath, and sauntered upstairs.

"Where the fuck have you been? On my birthday, Safaree, really?"

"Just listen okay, my excuse-"

"Is shit? Like all of them?"

"Stop interrupting me!" I yelled, which frightened her more than I thought it would.

"Now I tried the best I could to get here yesterday but I couldn't. There was no way I could get out of there and you know that because Thembi couldn't get out either!"

"Okay...but you didn't even call to let me know what was going on."

I gave her my phone so she could see that it was nowhere near alive. "It's been dead all day."

"You could've used someone elses."

I sighed. "All I was thinking of was getting here in time.... So, happy birthday."

"Thanks..I guess. But you're a little late." She showed me her phone and the time read 12:16AM.

"I'm sorry baby. I really did try." I say and hug her.

"No Faree. Miss me with that shit today." She pushed me away and went upstairs.

(NICKI'S POV)

Today didn't go as planned. At all.

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heeeyyy

OMG THE PINK PRINT COMES OUT TOMORRROOOOW IN LIKE 4 HOURS JFBDJIDHANAOFHBWHAH

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