The Real Deal (2)

Nicki sat in one of the bathroom stalls crying her eyes out. She tried to be strong all day but for him to come here and make it seem like he didn’t do anything wrong just made it feel like he was laughing at her, mocking her even. “What the hell she thought was gon happen? It’s women out there that look 5 times better than her. She just needs to be happy he remembers her name.” Nicki held in her sobs as she heard girls walk into the bathroom

“That was kind of messed up though,” Another girl said.

“Please.” She said as if it was the stupidest thought she’d ever heard. “All guys cheat.” She continued “I might just try my hand at getting Drake.” She laughed. Nicki had enough. She unlocked the stall door, pushing it open. Glaring at the guilty bitch, who looked at Nicki like she’d seen a ghost.

“If you EVER in your pathetic little life,” Nicki grabbed the girl by her shirt pushing her up against the sink. “touch Drake or go near him, I will beat your ass like my name’s Michael. Try me if you want you two dollar hoe.” She pushed the girl so her head hit the mirror causing her to whimper. Her sorry friend did nothing as Nicki walked out of the bathroom. Now she was angry and vulnerable all at the same time. She quickly went to her locker, grabbed her bag and hurried out of school before Drake or her friends could find her.

“Onika what are you doing home!?” Carol asked as Nicki walked through the door. Nicki didn’t  answer she just ran up the stairs into her room, falling onto her bed. She never wanted to show her face at school, she felt everyone was laughing at her. How naive could she be? To think Drake would be the same person that she met when she was 9 was stupid on her part. Nicki’s door creaked open, she knew it was her mother. She just laid there until she felt her mother’s hand on her back rubbing in circles. “Whatever’s going on Nicki, you can’t run from it baby.” Carol said. Nicki flipped over so that she could look at her mother.

“He cheated on me Ma.” She sobbed wiping at her eyes. Carol’s heart broke right then and there, she knew how much Nicki adored Aubrey.

“Aww, Baby, it’s going to be ok?” Nicki rolled her eyes flipping back over. That’s all anybody ever says...’it’s going to be ok’ how do they know? “If he can’t see how special you are he doesn’t deserve you Nika. You deserve someone that’s going to treat you like the Princess you are. How about we pig out together?” Carol asked, she needed an excuse to eat Robert’s ice cream anyway.

“I just want to be alone. If Nelly, Amb, or Laur come by tell them I’m sleep please?” Nicki asked. Carol sighed, she knew this would take a lot more than just food.

“Ok baby. Feel better.” She kissed Nicki’s hair and left out of the room. Eventually Nicki had cried herself to sleep.

Waking up later in the night, she looked at the clock that read 11:15 pm. She needed a hot shower to ease her mind. She rose out of bed, grabbing a tank top and boy shorts and went into her bathroom cutting on her iHome playing the most depressing song she could find, Toni Braxton’s “Unbreak My heart” and hoped in the shower.

“Thanks Man.” Drake dapped up Jelani as they approached Nicki’s door. Jelani had helped to sneak Drake upstairs and was committed to being the lookout.

“That’s my little sis, fix it or I’ll beat ya ass.” He said it with a chuckle but the both of them knew he was serious. Jelani went on into his room and Drake into Nicki’s. He sighed when he heard Toni Braxton’s voice and the shower running. He wasn’t even sure what he had done wrong. Was missing the 12:00 call that serious to Nicki? He sat on her bed where Nicki had previously been.  He looked at the time on his phone, he had to be back and prepared to board his plane in 2 hours but he wasn’t leaving until he made things right with Nicki.

Nicki is and will always be his best friend and the only girl he could picture himself having kids with and being married to in the future. He hadn’t seen her in months and when he finally gets the chance to come to New York, she acts like she doesn’t want to see him. Soon Drake heard the shower cut off. After about 3 minutes Nicki opened the door and jumped when she saw Drake. “Please leave.” She told him clad in her lace boy shorts and white tank top.

“Nic--”

“Just leave Drake.” Nicki put emphasis on his name. He was always Aubrey to her, and that’s the way he liked it. Drake stood up and moved forward to Nicki but she moved back.

“Ok. I’m sorry about your birthday. I was on stage and by the time I got off it was too late so I figured I’d surprise you at--”

“Don’t play stupid with me!!” She pointed her finger in his face as he furrowed his brows.

“Excuse me?” He questioned. Nicki let out a humorless chuckle as she went around him and sat on her bed. Drake sat beside her making her scoot over.

“You got all those little bitches in school laughing at me, saying ‘I told you so’ I’m a fucking joke in school Aubrey.” Nicki looked away from him trying not to show how vulnerable she was.

“What happened?” Drake asked. Nicki rolled her eyes, partially aggravated and the other part wanting to do nothing more than to cry on her boyfriend’s shoulder. Nicki sat silently letting tears fall down her face. “I’m lost. Help me out.” Drake said softly, placing his hand on Nicki’s thigh. She didn’t move it, just looked at it.

“Am I not pretty enough? Am I- Am I not good enough?” She hiccuped as she finally looked into his eyes. “Why are you stringing me along if you don’t want me Aubrey?” Her voice was at a whisper now. This is not how she planned this conversation to go, she was supposed to yell and tell him she hated him and to stay out of her life, but now she’s crying.

“Huh? Nic, where is this coming from? All because I didn’t call you? I told you-”

“No! No, it’s not about the phone call Aubrey. It’s about the nameless big booty bitch you had in your face.” Her emotions were all over the place. She folded her arms tightly across her chest, looking at Drake through her squinted lids.

“Who?” Drake asked exasperated. He was getting nowhere with this conversation. Nicki just keeps talking in circles. “When?”

“Whenever you were at the club and -”

“Oh.” Drake says as he’s just remembered. Nicki shoves his shoulder as he lets out a chuckle.

“Am I laughing?” She points a finger at her mouth.

“No, but I am.” He laughs some more, making Nicki stand up. Nothing about this was funny to her. She doesn’t know why the hell it’s funny to Drake and why he thinks it’s okay to prance around with some big booty modeling chick. “Baby, calm down.” He grabs one of her hands and forces her to him. Now she’s standing in between his leg and his hands are at either sides of her waist.  “She was nobody.”

“Nobody like who?”

“Nobody like a fan who wanted a picture.” He knew exactly what she was talking about because he’d remember that girl who was persistent about getting her way into VIP to chill with them. After she made such a scene with the security he thought for her troubles the least he could do was take a couple pictures and sign a T-shirt before she was escorted out.

“Tell me anything.” Nicki rolled her eyes. Drake pulled her down onto his lap.

“How about I tell you the truth. She was thirsty for a picture so I gave it to her.” His eyes screamed that he was telling the truth, but Nicki wasn’t letting him off the hook that easily.

“Well then why haven’t I heard from you in 2 weeks Drake?”

“Keep on with this Drake shit.” He warned. “I told you, I was busy. I had photoshoots, appearances, interviews and a shit load of other things to do. I’ve been missin you like crazy.” He could see her walls breaking down. “I’m just getting out there Nic, so things are going to be a bit hectic, but I promise from now on I’ll make time for my ONLY girl.” She hated the fact that she was giving in. “I just have to know that I’ve always got you and that you’re going to be here holdin me down.”

“You know I am Aubrey.” She sighed and placed her forehead on his.

“You can’t get mad at every blog you see, half of the shit is a lie. Come to me first before you take the word of somebody else. Understand that I love you and only you. Promise?”

“But-”

“Promise?” Drake cut her off.

“Ok.” She gave in. “You have to promise to check in with me at least 3 times week. I would like more but at least give me that.”

“I can do that.” The two smiled. “Matter of fact, I could fly you out to LA with me?” Drake asked hopeful of a yes response.

“I can fly my own self out.”

“I know you can Nic, but I’ve told you time and time again, I don’t mind spoiling you.” Nicki was adamant about Drake not spending all his money on her and buying her expensive gifts. It wasn’t apart of their early relationship and she didn’t want it to start being apart of their relationship now. But this time it wasn’t even about that.

“No sir. My parents brought me a ticket to come see you.” She kissed his lips. “They knew how much I really (peck) really (peck) missed you.”

“You know, me being in your room at 11, probably would ruin it.” Drake said as Nicki pushed him back on the bed, and fixed herself on his lap so she was straddling him.

“But it’s my birthday and all I want is you.” She tugged on his bottom lip with her teeth as her hand ran up his shirt. Drake moved his hands from her hips to his jacket pocket pulling out the familiar blue box.

“Happy birthday.” Nicki sat up straight and took the box out of his hand. Now she’d have another necklace to go with the one Lani brought her.

“Thank you.” She leaned back and placed the box on her nightstand.

“So you’re not going to open it?”

“Later.” She answered, throwing her T-shirt over her head. Drake just might have to miss that flight. As long as he was in a good place with Nicki, everything would be good. He just knew she was going to flip when she opened the box and not find a necklace in it. He was hoping to see her face, but this may be something better.


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