Unfinished Business

Chapter 15

Nicki

We've been sitting around for hours waiting. I guess it wasn't the authentic Aubrey especially because the one I'm looking at looked pretty real. The men warned the women that we might have some company later on tonight just be ready if anything happens. All we could do was wait and watch. I feel as if all of this drama is because of me, but I can't think too far back. When I lost so much blood I lost a few memories too. I know this has questions coming from everywhere. Why haven't I been making music? Why have I been hiding? Where have I been hiding? I'm not ready to face the public right now, there's too much weight on my shoulders. I'm not going to act like I didn't love the life I had, but there was some bad in that artist lifestyle too. I'm glad as well to learn not to trust just anyone and have this chance to get to know Safaree more. Having him in my life for 14 plus years has got a hold on me.

Looking out from the top floor of the house we saw an all white Lamborghini pull into the drive way of the house. I watched Safaree twist on his silencer to his pistol. Gotti twisted his silencer on his sniper and Ronnie twisted his silencer on his machine gun. Wayne waited in the basement. Yes, out of everyone Ronnie had to be wildest and craziest. I actually like Ronnie. He's a sweet guy from what I've been introduced to now than from back of days.

"Y'all ready?" Ronnie asked as everyone responded yeah.

"I'm ready for this mother." Ronnie said as we chuckled.

"No playing y'all show time. If my baby moms get hurt I'm shooting y'all asses." Ronnie said smiling, but serious just as the Lamborghini car door opened and out stepped Drake. I know he's down stairs. We all looked at each other confused as hell hoping Wayne still has him downstairs.

"This can't be real." I thought to myself as I heard Gotti shoot at this new Drake's toes. Drake jumped back looking up, but not being able to see where the bullet came from freaked him out.

"Y'all need to chill and open the door." Drake said surprisingly calm.

Safaree frowned walking closer to the open window to see him. "Tell me something only you would know about Nicki." He stated.

Drake dropped his head, then looked back up smiling. "Nicki got that little birth mark on her right side of her lower back, but she also cares about you more than me, SB." Drake said as everybody looked at the two of us.

We walked downstairs opening the door to see Aubrey Drake Graham standing in front of it looking as if he didn't want to say what he just did. "If this is you, then who's in our basement?" I looked up at him smoothly rubbing his cheek, which caused him to smile instantly.

Drake shrugged. "I don't know. Can I go see?" He asked but Safaree pulled me back stepping in front of him looking him dead in his eyes.

"Chill man, you have her now. You know I give respect where it's due." Drake said holding his hand out so Safaree could shake it.

To my surprise he shook it and led him to the basement as he told him everything that had happened to he and I.

"Wow man, yall think I'd hurt yall like that? I would never. Just because I'm light skin don't mean shit." Drake said as we laughed entering the basement.

Drake looked up at the bloody face shaking his head. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He questioned.

The anonymous Drake smiled. "What it look like? I couldn't let you live it up without me. You always had the fame wrapped up around your finger nigga."

Drake looked confused and looked this guy in his face. "The fact that you're serious right now.. Umm, man I might just kill you myself or call moms to do so."

"Try me nigga." He spat.

"I told you don't mess with these people, but what do you do? Go against what I say."

"You ain't my father nigga. Have a seat."

I looked at the guy in the chair smirk at me before Drake punched him the mouth knocking out his tooth. I shook my head.

"Oh yeah, she mad wet bro. I'm telling you. I see why you're so stuck on that too." The guy in the chair bragged as SB too his gun our pointing it at him, but Drake snatched it.

"I'll see you in hell, brother..." That was the last thing Drake said before pulling the trigger and his brother's brains went flying on us.

"Why didn't you ever tell us you had a twin?" Wayne questioned.

"To be honest I erased him from my life. He killed my pops and that broke my moms heart. He's been in the asylum for awhile now. I don't like to bring him up and you see why." Drake said despondently. "I thought you guys had gotten my messages, but I see not."

"Nah man we're just glad we know the truth and why you seemed unusual. And I guess you didn't steal from me?" Wayne asked.

Drake shook his head as soon as he heard that. "No never, you fed me. I'll never do that. It probably was him. Matter of fact I was wondering how he was getting all that name brand shit.. Sorry, I'll pay you back.."

"Don't worry about it. Let's go."

"I'm sorry about what happened to you too beautiful. I'm so sorry." Drake said hugging me tightly causing me to smile.