Ours For The Taking

chapter 19: who do I belong to?

(PRESENT DAY, NICKI'S POV)

Everybody pretty much knows I've been with Meek Mill for a couple of days. We're not DATING, just talking. Legally, I'm still with Safaree. Until we get that worked out.

And I still don't know about Meek. He likes to go clubbing. And he likes to get drunk a lot, like Safaree. And we're both famous. That doesn't go together. He has two kids, which isn't really a problem with me because I love kids. But still... He has kids.

I just don't want my heart to be broken again.

But he's really sweet for a hood nigga.

Anyway, right now, I'm laying in my bed with Meek, watching Judy Judy.

He broke the silence. "Nic.."

I put my head on his shoulder, and he moved his hand up my thigh. "Yea?"

"I wouldn't let no nigga hurt you again. You mine now."

I narrowed my eyes. He didn't see me. I wanted to say something back, but I didn't. I'm not his. I'm not anybody's. Am I? Am I Safaree's? I don't know...

But I'm happy with Meek, for now. He doesn't make me scream and cry. He makes me smile.

I just put my arm around him and kissed his cheek. "You comin to my party tonight? It's just gonna be Rick and his girl, Wale, his girl. And of course me and my girl." He says, pulling my leg up onto him. "Yea. That sounds fun. What time?"

"11 or 12."

" 12 AM? Imma be sleep, nig." I smile. "Well you gone have to wake up then!" He laughed.

"Oh yea, I got you a present." He said, getting up. What is it this time?

He went to my closet and opened it, walking inside. He came out with the biggest fur coat you've ever seen. "Wow..." I pretend to be excited. "Do you like it? It matches mine."

"It's...big. Is it real?" Ha. That's what he said.

"Yep."

"Oh...great." I say. I never wear real fur. I guess I didn't expect him to know that. "I love it. Thank you." I hugged him. "And I love you."

Really? He had to take it there? The fuck I say now?

"Mmhhm." I say. "What does that mean?" He asks.

My phone went off. It was a text from Safaree. I quickly grabbed my phone and opened it.

HIM: I'm on my way, you home?

ME: Yea. Why?

HIM: We need to talk.

ME: alright.

I put my phone down and panicked. If Safaree catches Meek here then I'll be dead.

"Hey don't you have a studio session with Rick Ross today?"

"He canceled it. So I'm all yours today." He smiled.

"Nicki! I'm here!" Safaree yelled from downstairs.

"Damn. Already?" I say to myself.

"Really? He's back?" Meek asks.

Safaree came upstairs and opened the door. "What the fuck?"

"Meek i think you should leave. I'll see you at the party, okay?" I say. "Alright." He got up and walked out. "You're getting ridiculous. This is ridiculous!"

"Safaree..."

"No! Stop! I don't care!"

I rolled my eyes and put my hands on my hips. "This is the shit I'm talkin about! I get no fucking respect!"

"Shut up!" I yelled, pushing on his chest. He pushed me back. I was surprised that he would do that. "What? You didn't expect me to hit you back!?" He got buck. I looked down.

"What?" He calmed down, still up close in my face.

I pushed his face back as I shed some tears. "I didn't mean to hit you. I'll never do it again. I'm sorry." He said. "Why don't we just give the people want they want? Everyone wants us to get back together."

"Because fuck them, Nicki! They see 5% of what goes on in our relationship. Why should they be in charge of it?"

"Because I don't want us to end..." I began crying, and he didn't do anything. "Do you want us to be like this?"

I gave him a sarcastic face and put my hands on my waist. "Get out of my house, Safaree."

"No."

"If you don't leave, I'll call the cops."

"Call them. I don't care. You'll be hearing from my lawyer."

He turned around and went downstairs. I quickly followed him. "And you'll be hearing from mine!"

"Your lawyer is my lawyer Nicki! Do you not get that we're married and we share literally everything?!"

"How do we share a lawyer?"

"We don't.... Anymore. He's mine Ms. Millionaire, find a new one."

He walked out and slammed the door. I was left with my jaw on the floor.

That night, I went to the party with meek and had a great time. I know some pictures were posted of us up close. That's how I know people know. But it's okay. I don't care.

He's just a rebound anyway.

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