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She kept hold of his hand as they walked in to meet the person who was going to show them the apartment. He looked a little dodgy but she was with Drake so at least she had some security. He didn't talk for long before leading them up the stairs, Nicki already had a kind of weird feeling about the place but she didn't want to seem like she was turning her nose up so she kept quiet.
"See, it ain't too shabby." He opened the door after the man just left them to look for themselves.
"It smells funny."
"Nicki, we can get rid of the smell." She could tell he was getting annoyed with her whiney behaviour but she had a good reason. He continued to look over the place as she just stood in the middle of what she assumed was supposed to be a lounge room area. "Aren't you at least gonna look around?"
"I'm doin' it in my own time." She stood still for another few seconds just to prove her point as he stared at her before she walked towards a bedroom. It wasn't as small as she was expecting which was a plus. Letting her eyes scan across the room she flinched when she felt his arms wrap around her from behind.
"This should be the baby's room, 'cause it's smaller." He was resting his head on her shoulder even though he had to crouch considerably to stand like that.
"So you're dead serious about this? You wanna move outta your Mom's place?"
"Positive. Besides, how we gonna carry on livin' in the basement once you've had the baby?" He pulled away and turned her to face him.
"Yeah, I suppose it ain't fair." She looked up at him and frowned seeing his face. "What?"
"You okay? 'Cause you're really, really pale." He emphasised his words as he looked over her. Truthfully she felt incredibly sick but figured it was just morning sickness. "Have you eaten today?"
"No, I couldn't keep anythin' down this morning."
"Aight well, let's finish up here real quick and we'll stop somewhere to eat on the way back." He smiled before grabbing her hand as they looked at the last room and the bathroom before leaving. He still hadn't told her that he'd actually put a deposit down but the way things went it seemed pretty positive. The car ride was quiet since she'd fallen asleep against the window almost as soon as he'd set off. He was keeping a close eye on her, especially since he noticed how hot she felt. KFC wasn't his first choice but they were passing by and she hadn't eaten since the day before so it would have to do.
"Nicki?" He shook her gently to let her know they were there, he thought she'd have perked up a little after being asleep but if anything she seemed worse. They made their way inside nonetheless and queued for their food before finding a table. Like an animal he quickly tucked into his food only just realising that she'd pushed hers away. "Nic, you gotta eat somethin'."
"I know but just the smell is makin' me feel like I'm gonna throw up." She ran her hands through her hair before shutting her eyes and exhaling slowly. He stopped chewing and looked over her face to try and see what she was thinking but he knew that look all too well.
"The restroom is right behind you, do you want me to come?"
"No, I'm good." Without saying another word she got up from her chair and walked swiftly to the bathroom. He felt really bad that she was having a hard time as he delightfully scoffed his face. He was finished in no time and was just waiting for her to return. After almost five minutes had passed he was beginning to worry but seeing the door open he relaxed.
"You just wanna leave?" His question was answered when she nodded her head weakly. For the rest of the trip home he tried to drive smoothly but had to stop twice for her to throw up again.
***
"Has she had anything to drink?" Sandi had her hand held to Nicki's forehead as she slept on the couch. She was burning up.
"I'm not sure, I know she hasn't eaten anythin' and she can't keep any food down."
"Could you go get me a cool towel?"
"Sure." He did as he was asked and brought the towel through to her and just watched as she folded it neatly and pressed it to Nicki's head.
"Maybe if she wasn't wearing such a ridiculously large jumper she'd wouldn't be running a high temperature!" She shook her head and attempted to lift it but Drake stopped her.
"No, leave it. She hasn't got anythin' on underneath." He felt his breath being held in his throat before a wave of relief washed over him when she pulled away.
"Oh. Well, just keep this held to her head and see if she cools down a little. If not then she's goin' to see a doctor." She raised her brows at him as she stood up and walked away letting him squeeze on to the couch with Nicki. She looked completely drained. His Mom was right though, keeping the hoodie on was probably making her ten times worse. Carefully balancing the small, neatly folded towel on her brow he slid his hands underneath her and pulled her up off of the couch.
"I'm gonna take her up to the spare room, it's hot as hell in the basement."
"Okay, well lunch is almost done when you're ready to eat." She smiled at him carrying her cautiously up the steps until he disappeared. He shut the door behind him and lay her on the bed before opening the window wide and drawing the curtains a little to block out the light. Now came the tricky part of trying to undress her without waking her up. Slowly and steadily starting with her sleeves he pulled her arms out one at a time before trying to shimmy the fabric up over her head, which was an epic fail when it got stuck and he accidentally woke her.
"Sorry babe, we gotta take this off. You're on fire." She merely mumbled in response and let him take it off for her as she fought to keep herself awake. He was starting to get even more worried when he looked down only to see her asleep again. Sighing aloud to himself he moved down to her leggings and pink socks, removing all clothing except her underwear before getting her under the fitted sheet. It was really cool in the room at that moment os he just prayed her temperature would come down. He lay with her for a while and was still holding the towel to her face when he saw her whole body heaving. Without thinking he jumped up to grab the trashcan and held it to the edge of the bed as she leant over but nothing was happening. Rubbing her back soothingly he held the trashcan up and looked down at her worriedly. "You good?"
"Mm."
"You really need to eat somethin' Nic. You've got nothin' in you, you can't even throw up any more." Hearing a small knock at the door he turned to look just as his Mother was entering.
"How is she?"
"Not too good." They both stared at her weak and fragile state as she lay still on her side with her eyes shut again.
"Aubrey she looks like she's getting worse." She stared at her son's face for a second and bit her own lip as he watched his girlfriend, suddenly darting forward again she saw him hold the trashcan in place as her body started to heave, but still nothing was coming up. "Oh this is ridiculous I'm going to call Dr. Truman and ask him to come over." Disappearing nearly as quickly as she'd shown up she shut the door behind her, leaving Drake to start freaking out. What if she stayed in with them? Then she'd definitely know she was pregnant. But not telling her was just denying the inevitable, she was going to find out sooner or later anyway. Maybe this was the time to spill. He listened to her on the phone, he voice drawing nearer as she climbed the stairs and came back into the room.
"He gonna come check on her?"
"Yeah, he said he'll be over within half an hour." She crossed her arms over herself and took a seat on the chair by the window as she spoke.
"Look, Mom there's somethin' I really think you should know." He ran his hand nervously up the back of his neck and over the top of his head whilst taking a seat next to a lethargic Nicki. He had no idea how she was going to react and quite seriously he was scared. Not just about her being disappointed with him but for Nicki to lose more people out of her life would just be catastrophic, she'd literally have nobody but him and her friends.
"What is it?" The furrow in her brow deepened with worry.
"I'on even know how to tell you." His stalling was another sign of how nervous he was, something which Sandi instantly picked up on. Her mind was reeling with the idea that he'd gotten involved with some people from his past again.
"Aubrey, just tell me?" There was an extremely long pause whilst he collected himself to just blurt it out quickly.
"Nicki's pregnant." She had to strain her ears to catch what he'd said but she definitely heard it. His head was low and he was picking at an embroidered pattern on the bed sheet as he tried to avoid her eyes.
"Aubrey, if this is some sort of stupid joke I-"
"It's not a joke Mom! You think I'd actually joke about somethin' like this?!"
"Oh my God." Standing up slowly she folded her lips and shook her head. "Aubrey you told me-"
"I know what I told you and I'm sorry but it's happened and there's nothin' we can do about it except keep movin' forward."
"Oh God." She continued to switch between which foot she was resting on as she thought. "How far along is she?" Her eyes were focused on Nicki as she talked lowly.
"Just over four months."
"And she's keepin' it?"
"We decided that's what we wanna to do."
"You do understand that a baby is a lifetime responsibility? Not just somethin' you have a crack at for a while and then stop when you realise it's not all fun and games?"
"Of course we do! Why you gotta be treatin' us like kids all the time?"
"Because Nicki is a child Aubrey! She's sixteen for God's sake!" No longer able to hold herself together she breathed a sigh of relief when the doorbell sounded. "I'll get that, I need to go clear my head." She walked out briskly leaving Drake to bask in the silence of the cold room. He couldn't believe this was how it was going down, and Nicki didn't even wake up through the whole thing. He readied himself when he heard their voices approaching the doorway.
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Thursday 29 November 2012
Sunday 25 November 2012
8. Losing You (Full Chapter) - Flashback
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"Would you stop?"
"No."
"Drake I'm tryna get this done before your parents get back. Go do somethin' useful." She swatted him away causing him to remove his arms from around her and stand tall again.
"Like what? Tell me what to do."
"Well, I'on know. You could go clean that disgusting pit up downstairs. I ain't sleepin' in there if you don't." She shrugged and continued wiping down the kitchen counters. Her four month bump touching against the surface as she cleaned. It had been two months since she found out she was pregnant and they were taking things slowly. Nobody else apart from Lauren and Drake knew.
"Oh? And if I don't then where you gon' sleep?" He smirked and leant back against the kitchen table cockily.
"I'll find somewhere. Watch." Finishing up what she was doing she threw the cleaning cloth back under the sink and walked over to him. "I'm gonna go see Safaree later." She looked down at his shirt and pulled at the button as she thought.
"He still mad?"
"Yeah, well he ain't talkin' to me still. I hate that he's actin' so stupid."
"Just give him time, he'll come 'round. I hope." He whispered the last part into her hair as he kissed the top of her head. He could feel her bump touching him and stared down. "We won't be able to hide it much longer y'know?"
"I know, it's already kinda hard to be honest." She poked gently at the fabric stretched across her abdomen. Drake's parents had gone on holiday for a few days and they were supposed to return that afternoon, which meant Nicki would no longer be able to walk around in her tiny tees any more.
"I have to go out in a minute, you want me to grab us somethin' to eat?"
"Yes! Could you get-"
"No, I'm choosin'. You chose last time." He laughed when she straightened her face and went to hit him, luckily he dodged her tiny fist and scooped his phone and keys off of the table. "I'mma clean up as soon as I get back, promise." He kissed her sweetly before heading out. He never said where he was going though.
He sat in the car silently for a few minutes, he knew this was wrong but he desperately wanted to do it for Nicki and their baby. Getting a little extra cash here and there was really needed right now and with what he had in mind he figured doing a few favours for Deshaun would be okay. He hated that he was going behind her back but in the long-run it was for the best. He'd put down a deposit on an apartment but wanted to make sure he had enough money before he told her, it was a little dingy but it was somewhere they could call their own and not be disturbed every five minutes. Pulling out of the driveway he was sure at that moment in time it was the right decision to make.
***
Gracefully plopping down on to the couch Nicki exhaled loudly having finished cleaning up the mess from the last few days. Drake was supposed to be helping but he'd disappeared hours ago and still wasn't home. She hoped he was back before his parents though. Looking down at her now concealed bump she pondered silently to herself. She was absolutely terrified about this whole baby situation but as long as Drake was there she knew she'd be ok. They'd all be ok. Pulling her phone out she texted him and let him know she was going to see SB. He didn't reply. Getting together everything she needed she left, locking up behind her.
The subway was quite packed and she was more than relieved when she was off of it. Walking the last few blocks to his house she stood patiently at his door. There was no way in hell she'd come all this way for him to be out. Knocking again she huffed impatiently and buried her gloved fingers into her pockets.
"The fuck is he?" She stomped her foot a little and was about to turn around when she heard someone fiddling with the lock. It was Safaree.
"Oh it's you."
"Yeah, it is. Now could you let me in? It's fucking freezing out here." She was in no mood for his childish way of going about this situation. Storming past him she made it in to his warm house.
"Could you make it quick, I got things to do."
"No, I'm stayin' for however long we need to get this sorted."
"What sorted?"
"You! Actin' like a fucking spoilt kid Safaree!"
"Me? Nic, I ain't the one comin' stormin' into your house shoutin' and cussin'." She shut her eyes slowly and sat down on the couch.
"Look, I just want things back to normal. Me and you like we was before-"
"He showed up?" He spoke as he sat, catching her facial expression he waited for a response which he knew would be an angry one.
"Y'know what? I can't see what your issue with him is. Tell me, why don't you like him? He's only ever acted nice towards you so why can't you just do the same? Is it really that hard?" Her voice had started out harsh and full of anger but near the end of her sentence she'd gotten more quiet and she almost sounded hurt by his behaviour towards Drake.
"You really don't get it do you? He's no good Nic. The people he's around, the things he does. He's bad news." She noticed the softness of his voice and moved over to sit next to him.
"He was bad news. He's changed Safaree, he don't do any of that stuff anymore." Grabbing his hand she braced herself waiting for him to snatch away but he didn't.
"You really believe that?" He locked eyes with her as she nodded slowly.
"Yes and I wish you would too because If I had to choose between one of you I'on think I could." He quickly wrapped an arm around her hearing the tremor in her little voice.
"Nic, I ain't askin' you to choose. I just..." He trailed off hearing her soft sniffles. "I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I know. But you not talkin' to me and ignorin' me like you have been, that hurt me. You're my best friend and I need you." She mimicked his action and secured her arm over his abdomen, hugging him back.
"I'm not leavin' you but undrestand that I'on like him and I'm not gon' act nice towards him and be all fake with it. I'll tolerate him, only because I don't want you to feel like this." He squeezed her shoulder as she let the last tear roll down her face.
"Thank you. That's all I want." They sat talking for ages like they used to until Safaree spoke up again.
"You want somethin' to eat?"
"Ugh I better not, Drake said he was gonna get us food but I'on know what time he was plannin' on actually gettin' back." They were now in SB's room laying on the bed as he played a video game.
"Aight."
"Can I play?"
"No."
"Why not? I'm good at this one!"
"No you're not and this is only one player, so keep your ass sat where you are Nicki."
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes and sighed after yawning as she moved on to her side. He was still sat up against the headboard whereas she was laying as if about to go to sleep. Shuffling closer to him she used the top of his leg as a makeshift pillow and just lay still, watching him play. Within minutes she was breathing softly as she slept, he knew he shouldn't have let her lay down. Letting her sleep for a little longer he completed another level before shutting it off and watching her for a minute. He'd missed her so much and honestly he was glad she'd come around to talk to him. The air was finally cleared and he had his best friend back. He smiled as she furrowed her brow unconsciously before resting her hand over her stomach. Then he saw it.
When she woke she couldn't believe how long she'd snoozed for. She had read that for the first few months of pregnancy she would be tired but this was ridiculous. Quickly sitting up she checked her phone, there were five missed calls from Drake.
"Shit." Noticing the time she looked up to find Safaree nowhere in sight. "Safaree?" She climbed off the bed and fixed her jumper before heading down the stairs. "SB?" Stopping dead in her tracks at the bottom of the stairs she looked at him sat on the couch. "Uhm, hello? I been shoutin' you. You gon' answer?" She laughed a little and moved over to him, he stayed silent. "Aight, the fuck is with you?"
"Me?"
"Yeah, you the only person in the freakin' room! Who else would I be speakin' to?" He tried to sit on the anger which was rising within him as he spoke again.
"Look, it's late I'on think you should be takin' the subway. Lemme drive you." He stood up and grabbed his keys catching a glimpse of her tiny well-hidden bump as he did so. Was she really around at his house making amends and still not spilling the truth? They were supposed to be best friends. He could but only wonder when she was even going to tell him. IF she was going to tell him.
The car was silent as Nicki was in deep thought about what could be wrong with Safaree now. She thought they'd fixed things but he was acting all moody and sulky again. In the driver's seat he was doing some thinking of his own. She was really about to start off with a lie, well not so much a lie but she certainly wasn't being completely honest with him.
"Could you please tell me what I'm supposed to have done this time?" Her gravelly voice snatched his attention as she continued to stare out of the window, her chin pressed firmly into her hand as she rested on herself.
"Nothin'. Whatever gave you that idea?" Suddenly snapping at his sarcastic answer she slammed her hand against the car door.
"Stop the car."
"Nicki-"
"No Safaree. Stop the car, now!" He shook his head and angrily and roughly pulled the wheel bringing them to the curb. "I'on have the time for this! I can walk from here." She scoffed before aggressively opening the door but before she could fully climb out she felt his hand around her wrist, yanking her back into the car. "The fuck Safaree?! You're hurting me!" Hearing that he let go quickly as she pulled her arm closer to herself.
"Shut your door."
"I told you I'm walking."
"Nicki, for once in your goddamn life would you just stop being so freaking stubborn?! Shut the door, I'm not about to let you walk back to his place. 'Specially in your condition."
"My condition?" He could feel her eyes burning into the side of his face.
"Oh come on Nicki! Don't act stupid! You know what I'm talkin' about! So when were you actually plannin' on tellin' me, huh? Before or after it was born?" There was silence as the cold air drifted through her open door. She was staring down at herself.
"You wanna know what's so crazy?" She was talking quietly, as if she was trying stop herself from crying. "I was gon' tell you earlier today but I knew you'd act like this and I was enjoyin' us bein' like we always used to be." Now twiddling with the toggles on her jumper it was his turn to talk. This time he sounded regretful as he spoke softly.
"I missed that too y'know?"
"Well then why do you keep on actin' like this Safaree?" She turned her gaze to him as he cut the engine.
"How am I s'posed to react? Nic, I just found out you're pregnant and I didn't even hear it from your mouth. What the hell are you even thinkin'? You're sixteen and you're actually keepin' it?" He figured that was the wrong thing to say as she jolted her head back. The look of hurt on her face was one he'd never seen before.
"Wow. That's really how you feel? That I should get rid of it?"
"Nic, I didn't mean it like that."
"Yes you did. How else would you have meant it?" She was right but he couldn't tell her that.
"Don't you understand that you're gonna throw away your whole life if you go through with this? If you have that baby, you'll be stuck doin' fuck all. Is that really what you want?"
"See this is where you and him are different. Drake understands, he doesn't tell me what to do."
"So this is what you want? He had no say in this?"
"We both want this. Now, if you don't mind could you finish drivin' me home or should I just get out and walk?"
"You are so fucking naive Nic." He licked his lips and laughed coldly whilst shaking his head. He'd just started the car again and was about to tell her to shut her door when he heard it slam as she started walking away. "Shit." It didn't matter how many times he called out her name or held his hand on the horn she wouldn't stop walking and when she took a turn down an alleyway he couldn't follow anymore. She was gone.
Sat on the couch uncomfortably he caught the attention of both Sandi and Dennis who were watching TV after they'd finished unpacking.
"Look son, I'm sure she's fine-"
"The hell would you know?" He stood up as Sandi was about to call him out for his attitude but Dennis stopped her.
"Leave him, he's obviously just worried." Before anyone could say another word they heard the front door open and a teary eyed Nicki entered slowly. She was oddly quiet and tipped her head at everyone as they greeted her.
"Nicki dear, would you like something to eat?"
"No thanks, I'm tired. I think I'm just gon' go lay down for a bit." She gave them all an unconvincing smile and headed down to Drake's room with him hot on her heels. As he entered the room he saw her already curled up on top of the covers, her body shuddering as she cried.
"Nic, what's wrong? What happened?" She felt his weight ease down on the the bed behind her, his hand running along the length of her arm soothingly as he awaited a response.
"Please, I just wanna sleep Drake." Her voice was verging between a whisper and an actual sound as her throat cracked with fatigue. He never said anything, only got closer on to the bed and held her until she fell asleep.
***
To say she was having an off day was an understatement. She felt as sick as a dog and on top of that woke up at 3am and couldn't go back to sleep and now Drake was driving her miles around the city to show her a "surprise".
"Seriously? How much longer 'till we get there?" She snarled and continued to study her phone as he drove.
"Not long, promise." He paused for a second and looked over at her between keeping his eyes on the road. "Y'know if you put your phone down for a few minutes and kept your head up you might not feel so sick?"
"Please. Don't start tellin' me what to do." She did what he said anyway and frowned at the area around them. "Yo, why are here? This place is like, the slums."
"It is not, you're just bein' dramatic. I already told you this is where the surprise is." He turned the indicator on and pulled over right outside an apartment block. Covered in graffiti and almost every window was boarded up. She was right, it was a dump but it was all he could afford.
"Wait, why we stoppin'?" Her face was written with knowledge as she stared at him. "Don't tell me you've actually-"
"Look, don't judge it by the area. Let's at least take a look inside?" She knew he'd been planning something like this but honestly she thought it would be somewhere a little, safer. The look on his face tore at her heart-strings and she reluctantly unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out of the car. He met her on the sidewalk, clutching at her small hand as they walked in.
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*I know it isn't long but I'm trying to update all three Dricki fics tonight as well as posting on at least three of my Onikafaree ones too :) Hope this was alrightish! Thanku for the comments on the sneak peek! ^__^*
Wednesday 21 November 2012
7. Losing You *Sneak Peek*
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"Would you stop?"
"No."
"Drake I'm tryna get this done before your parents get back. Go do somethin' useful." She swatted him away causing him to remove his arms from around her and stand tall again.
"Like what? Tell me what to do."
"Well, I'on know. You could go clean that disgusting pit up downstairs. I ain't sleepin' in there if you don't." She shrugged and continued wiping down the kitchen counters. Her four month bump touching against the surface as she cleaned. It had been two months since she found out she was pregnant and they were taking things slowly. Nobody else apart from Lauren and Drake knew.
"Oh? And if I don't then where you gon' sleep?" He smirked and leant back against the kitchen table cockily.
"I'll find somewhere. Watch." Finishing up what she was doing she threw the cleaning cloth back under the sink and walked over to him. "I'm gonna go see Safaree later." She looked down at his shirt and pulled at the button as she thought.
"He still mad?"
"Yeah, well he ain't talkin' to me still. I hate that he's actin' so stupid."
"Just give him time, he'll come 'round. I hope." He whispered the last part into her hair as he kissed the top of her head. He could feel her bump touching him and stared down. "We won't be able to hide it much longer y'know?"
"I know, it's already kinda hard to be honest." She poked gently at the fabric stretched across her abdomen. Drake's parents had gone on holiday for a few days and they were supposed to return that afternoon, which meant Nicki would no longer be able to walk around in her tiny tees any more.
"I have to go out in a minute, you want me to grab us somethin' to eat?"
"Yes! Could you get-"
"No, I'm choosin'. You chose last time." He laughed when she straightened her face and went to hit him, luckily he dodged her tiny fist and scooped his phone and keys off of the table. "I'mma clean up as soon as I get back, promise." He kissed her sweetly before heading out. He never said where he was going though.
He sat in the car silently for a few minutes, he knew this was wrong but he desperately wanted to do it for Nicki and their baby. Getting a little extra cash here and there was really needed right now and with what he had in mind he figured doing a few favours for Deshaun would be okay. He hated that he was going behind her back but in the long-run it was for the best. He'd put down a deposit on an apartment but wanted to make sure he had enough money before he told her, it was a little dingy but it was somewhere they could call their own and not be disturbed every five minutes. Pulling out of the driveway he was sure at that moment in time it was the right decision to make.
***
Gracefully plopping down on to the couch Nicki exhaled loudly having finished cleaning up the mess from the last few days. Drake was supposed to be helping but he'd disappeared hours ago and still wasn't home. She hoped he was back before his parents though. Looking down at her now concealed bump she pondered silently to herself. She was absolutely terrified about this whole baby situation but as long as Drake was there she knew she'd be ok. They'd all be ok. Pulling her phone out she texted him and let him know she was going to see SB. He didn't reply. Getting together everything she needed she left, locking up behind her.
The subway was quite packed and she was more than relieved when she was off of it. Walking the last few blocks to his house she stood patiently at his door. There was no way in hell she'd come all this way for him to be out. Knocking again she huffed impatiently and buried her gloved fingers into her pockets.
"The fuck is he?" She stomped her foot a little and was about to turn around when she heard someone fiddling with the lock. It was Safaree.
"Oh it's you."
"Yeah, it is. Now could you let me in? It's fucking freezing out here." She was in no mood for his childish way of going about this situation. Storming past him she made it in to his warm house.
"Could you make it quick, I got things to do."
"No, I'm stayin' for however long we need to get this sorted."
"What sorted?"
"You! Actin' like a fucking spoilt kid Safaree!"
"Me? Nic, I ain't the one comin' stormin' into your house shoutin' and cussin'." She shut her eyes slowly and sat down on the couch.
"Look, I just want things back to normal. Me and you like we was before-"
"He showed up?" He spoke as he sat, catching her facial expression he waited for a response which he knew would be an angry one.
"Y'know what? I can't see what your issue with him is. Tell me, why don't you like him? He's only ever acted nice towards you so why can't you just do the same? Is it really that hard?" Her voice had started out harsh and full of anger but near the end of her sentence she'd gotten more quiet and she almost sounded hurt by his behaviour towards Drake.
"You really don't get it do you? He's no good Nic. The people he's around, the things he does. He's bad news." She noticed the softness of his voice and moved over to sit next to him.
"He was bad news. He's changed Safaree, he don't do any of that stuff anymore." Grabbing his hand she braced herself waiting for him to snatch away but he didn't.
"You really believe that?" He locked eyes with her as she nodded slowly.
"Yes and I wish you would too because If I had to choose between one of you I'on think I could." He quickly wrapped an arm around her hearing the tremor in her little voice.
"Nic, I ain't askin' you to choose. I just..." He trailed off hearing her soft sniffles. "I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I know. But you not talkin' to me and ignorin' me like you have been, that hurt me. You're my best friend and I need you." She mimicked his action and secured her arm over his abdomen, hugging him back.
"I'm not leavin' you but undrestand that I'on like him and I'm not gon' act nice towards him and be all fake with it. I'll tolerate him, only because I don't want you to feel like this." He squeezed her shoulder as she let the last tear roll down her face.
"Thank you. That's all I want." They sat talking for ages like they used to until Safaree spoke up again.
"You want somethin' to eat?"
"Ugh I better not, Drake said he was gonna get us food but I'on know what time he was plannin' on actually gettin' back." They were now in SB's room laying on the bed as he played a video game.
"Aight."
"Can I play?"
"No."
"Why not? I'm good at this one!"
"No you're not and this is only one player, so keep your ass sat where you are Nicki."
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes and sighed after yawning as she moved on to her side. He was still sat up against the headboard whereas she was laying as if about to go to sleep. Shuffling closer to him she used the top of his leg as a makeshift pillow and just lay still, watching him play. Within minutes she was breathing softly as she slept, he knew he shouldn't have let her lay down. Letting her sleep for a little longer he completed another level before shutting it off and watching her for a minute. He'd missed her so much and honestly he was glad she'd come around to talk to him. The air was finally cleared and he had his best friend back. He smiled as she furrowed her brow unconsciously before resting her hand over her stomach. Then he saw it.
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*Sorry it's just a sneak peek! Once my exams are over on the 24th I'll be posting more regularly and hopefully my ideas and writing will be a lot better!! Hope this was alright :/ Thanks for all the comments on the last chapter :))*
"Would you stop?"
"No."
"Drake I'm tryna get this done before your parents get back. Go do somethin' useful." She swatted him away causing him to remove his arms from around her and stand tall again.
"Like what? Tell me what to do."
"Well, I'on know. You could go clean that disgusting pit up downstairs. I ain't sleepin' in there if you don't." She shrugged and continued wiping down the kitchen counters. Her four month bump touching against the surface as she cleaned. It had been two months since she found out she was pregnant and they were taking things slowly. Nobody else apart from Lauren and Drake knew.
"Oh? And if I don't then where you gon' sleep?" He smirked and leant back against the kitchen table cockily.
"I'll find somewhere. Watch." Finishing up what she was doing she threw the cleaning cloth back under the sink and walked over to him. "I'm gonna go see Safaree later." She looked down at his shirt and pulled at the button as she thought.
"He still mad?"
"Yeah, well he ain't talkin' to me still. I hate that he's actin' so stupid."
"Just give him time, he'll come 'round. I hope." He whispered the last part into her hair as he kissed the top of her head. He could feel her bump touching him and stared down. "We won't be able to hide it much longer y'know?"
"I know, it's already kinda hard to be honest." She poked gently at the fabric stretched across her abdomen. Drake's parents had gone on holiday for a few days and they were supposed to return that afternoon, which meant Nicki would no longer be able to walk around in her tiny tees any more.
"I have to go out in a minute, you want me to grab us somethin' to eat?"
"Yes! Could you get-"
"No, I'm choosin'. You chose last time." He laughed when she straightened her face and went to hit him, luckily he dodged her tiny fist and scooped his phone and keys off of the table. "I'mma clean up as soon as I get back, promise." He kissed her sweetly before heading out. He never said where he was going though.
He sat in the car silently for a few minutes, he knew this was wrong but he desperately wanted to do it for Nicki and their baby. Getting a little extra cash here and there was really needed right now and with what he had in mind he figured doing a few favours for Deshaun would be okay. He hated that he was going behind her back but in the long-run it was for the best. He'd put down a deposit on an apartment but wanted to make sure he had enough money before he told her, it was a little dingy but it was somewhere they could call their own and not be disturbed every five minutes. Pulling out of the driveway he was sure at that moment in time it was the right decision to make.
***
Gracefully plopping down on to the couch Nicki exhaled loudly having finished cleaning up the mess from the last few days. Drake was supposed to be helping but he'd disappeared hours ago and still wasn't home. She hoped he was back before his parents though. Looking down at her now concealed bump she pondered silently to herself. She was absolutely terrified about this whole baby situation but as long as Drake was there she knew she'd be ok. They'd all be ok. Pulling her phone out she texted him and let him know she was going to see SB. He didn't reply. Getting together everything she needed she left, locking up behind her.
The subway was quite packed and she was more than relieved when she was off of it. Walking the last few blocks to his house she stood patiently at his door. There was no way in hell she'd come all this way for him to be out. Knocking again she huffed impatiently and buried her gloved fingers into her pockets.
"The fuck is he?" She stomped her foot a little and was about to turn around when she heard someone fiddling with the lock. It was Safaree.
"Oh it's you."
"Yeah, it is. Now could you let me in? It's fucking freezing out here." She was in no mood for his childish way of going about this situation. Storming past him she made it in to his warm house.
"Could you make it quick, I got things to do."
"No, I'm stayin' for however long we need to get this sorted."
"What sorted?"
"You! Actin' like a fucking spoilt kid Safaree!"
"Me? Nic, I ain't the one comin' stormin' into your house shoutin' and cussin'." She shut her eyes slowly and sat down on the couch.
"Look, I just want things back to normal. Me and you like we was before-"
"He showed up?" He spoke as he sat, catching her facial expression he waited for a response which he knew would be an angry one.
"Y'know what? I can't see what your issue with him is. Tell me, why don't you like him? He's only ever acted nice towards you so why can't you just do the same? Is it really that hard?" Her voice had started out harsh and full of anger but near the end of her sentence she'd gotten more quiet and she almost sounded hurt by his behaviour towards Drake.
"You really don't get it do you? He's no good Nic. The people he's around, the things he does. He's bad news." She noticed the softness of his voice and moved over to sit next to him.
"He was bad news. He's changed Safaree, he don't do any of that stuff anymore." Grabbing his hand she braced herself waiting for him to snatch away but he didn't.
"You really believe that?" He locked eyes with her as she nodded slowly.
"Yes and I wish you would too because If I had to choose between one of you I'on think I could." He quickly wrapped an arm around her hearing the tremor in her little voice.
"Nic, I ain't askin' you to choose. I just..." He trailed off hearing her soft sniffles. "I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I know. But you not talkin' to me and ignorin' me like you have been, that hurt me. You're my best friend and I need you." She mimicked his action and secured her arm over his abdomen, hugging him back.
"I'm not leavin' you but undrestand that I'on like him and I'm not gon' act nice towards him and be all fake with it. I'll tolerate him, only because I don't want you to feel like this." He squeezed her shoulder as she let the last tear roll down her face.
"Thank you. That's all I want." They sat talking for ages like they used to until Safaree spoke up again.
"You want somethin' to eat?"
"Ugh I better not, Drake said he was gonna get us food but I'on know what time he was plannin' on actually gettin' back." They were now in SB's room laying on the bed as he played a video game.
"Aight."
"Can I play?"
"No."
"Why not? I'm good at this one!"
"No you're not and this is only one player, so keep your ass sat where you are Nicki."
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes and sighed after yawning as she moved on to her side. He was still sat up against the headboard whereas she was laying as if about to go to sleep. Shuffling closer to him she used the top of his leg as a makeshift pillow and just lay still, watching him play. Within minutes she was breathing softly as she slept, he knew he shouldn't have let her lay down. Letting her sleep for a little longer he completed another level before shutting it off and watching her for a minute. He'd missed her so much and honestly he was glad she'd come around to talk to him. The air was finally cleared and he had his best friend back. He smiled as she furrowed her brow unconsciously before resting her hand over her stomach. Then he saw it.
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*Sorry it's just a sneak peek! Once my exams are over on the 24th I'll be posting more regularly and hopefully my ideas and writing will be a lot better!! Hope this was alright :/ Thanks for all the comments on the last chapter :))*
Tuesday 6 November 2012
6. Big Decision - Flashback
*Thanks for the comments left on chapter 5 :D Also I just wanna make sure y'all don't think I'm some sort of sex maniac lol and with this fic I would have preferred for Drake and Nicki to be like the same age and stuff but Kellie already wrote the first 3 chapters and their ages and all that so, yeah I had to keep it the same.*
Waking up alone she remembered since it was summer break Drake had work. She just lay for a few minutes before deciding to get herself up, catching sight of the morning after pills there was a little note left from him too. Smiling to herself she picked it up and read it, he was worried that she'd get pregnant and left them out for her. She took it with a gulp of water before heading to bathroom to shower. It was only after she'd got out a dressed did she realise that she actually couldn't remember the last time she had her period. Frowing deeply she threw her jammies in the wash basket and grabbed Drake's calendar from his dresser, ignoring the images of naked women all over it.
"Oh my God." Double and triple checking that she hadn't mistaken herself she put the calendar back and sat down on the bed. A million and one thoughts ran through her head as she chewed anxiously on her finger nails. It was just over eight weeks, she'd skipped two periods and not even noticed, How is that possible? Continuing to freak out she felt as though she was on the verge of tears but Sandi's voice brought her back to the moment.
"Nicki?" Her soft voice became more audible as she opened the door. "Sorry, I knew you were up, I heard the shower goin'." She smiled sweetly and tilted her head. "How you feelin' this morning?" Nicki froze, how did she know? Was she showing already? She looked down timidly and gathered herself.
"What do you mean? I'm fine." She stood up and made her way to the door.
"Oh good, so the chicken didn't bother your stomach again?" They continued talking as they made their way to kitchen whilst Nicki's whole body sighed with relief realising she was talking about the chicken. Of course now Nicki knew it wasn't even the chicken in the first place.
"No, I feel fine thanks." Sitting herself down she poured some cereal and proceeded to eat as Sandi cleaned what must have been their dishes from this morning. Nicki was the last one up.
"Well, I'm glad to hear it. Y'know? Dennis wanted to take us all out tonight and I know he and Drake don't exactly see eye to eye but I was hoping you could try and get him to act a little civil?"
"Of course, I mean they were ok last night right? No arguing at the table or nothin'." She crunched on another spoonful as Sandi turned around to face her.
"Oh my God, you're right! I hadn't even noticed." She dried the last plate and checked her pocket watch that was part of her work uniform. "Well, I better head off if I wanna keep my job huh?" Nicki just smiled as carried on eating, silently worrying about her dilemma.
After breakfast she did some housework to try and distract herself but it was still there at the back of her mind. Finishing the vacuuming she pulled her phone out and texted the girls to meet her at the mall. It was within walking distance and honestly she felt as though some fresh air would do her good. She knew she'd have to do a test anyway but she didn't quite feel like telling her friends about this just yet, and as for telling Drake she was absolutely petrified. Lightly putting on a little make-up she kept it minimal before pulling her hair up into a messy bun and grabbing her purse. She locked the door behind her and hid the spare key before beginning her walk.
~
"So you an SB still ain't talkin'?" Lauren's brow furrowed intensely as she put more ketchup on her burger.
"No, I've called him over and over but he won't answer." She kept on picking at what was left of her fried chicken before grabbing her coke and taking a sip. "He said anythin' to any of y'all?" Candi, TT, Cassie, Shanell and Lauren all shook their heads simultaneously making Nicki sigh. Noticing how down she seemed Cassie spoke up cheerfully.
"How 'bout y'all come stop at mine tonight? My parents are out and I need help tryna decide what to wear on Saturday." She looked between them all as they nodded happily.
"I can't."
"Ohh come on Nicki! Please? It's been forever since we hung out, all of us together." They all pouted but Nicki kept her answer the same.
"No you guys I really can't, Drake's Dad wants to take us all out for dinner tonight. But how 'bout tomorrow?" She sipped some more coke as they waited for Cassie to answer.
"Actually, yeah that could work better actually. So tomorrow?" They all agreed before throwing away their trash and continuing to walk around. They'd all noticed how quiet Nicki was being but just assumed it was this whole mess with Safaree. Suddenly seeing a pharmacy nearby she quickly made up a lie about needing to get some painkillers for Sandi and told them all she catch them up. She had no idea which pregnancy test to get as she roamed the aisle cluelessly. Grabbing the cheapest one she took it to the checkout and hurriedly put it in her purse as she swiftly moved through the crowds to catch up with the girls. She was kind of looking forward to spending the night with them tomorrow. Sometimes it felt like the only female company she got was Sandi and her own Mother when she visited home once a week. Finding a quiet moment Lauren and Nicki were alone whilst thumbing through the clothes rack.
"You 'kay Nic?"
Yeah, yeah I'm good. Just tired I guess and I'm sick of this issue Safaree has with Drake. He's my best friend, he should be happy for me."
"Mm, I get what you're sayin' but think about it Nic. It's always been just you and SB and then all of a sudden there's this new guy on the scene and he's lost his best friend. Just give him time, he'll come 'round when he realises that Drake ain't gon' hurt you." She smiled comfortingly and right then Nicki knew she could talk to her about anything.
"Laur?"
"Yeah?" She stopped searching the rack to move on to the next one as Nicki choked on her words.
"There is somethin' else that's botherin' me." she trailed off and fixed her eyes on the ground as Lauren grew more concerned.
"Nic? What is it? Y'know you can tell me?"
"Yeah I know, thanks. I just...I think..." She stumbled some more before growing impatient with herself and quickly opened her purse, letting Lauren see the pregnancy tests. It took her a moment to actually notice them but when she did there was silence. Looking around to make sure the other girls weren't listening she hushly whispered.
"Do you know for sure?'
"No, I'm like, eight weeks late but I haven't done a test yet." She chewed on her lip and threw her purse back over her shoulder.
"You wanna go do it now? I'll go with you."
"Really?"
"Yeah, come on." Putting the dress back on the rack Lauren shouted to the others that they were going to grab a water and they'd come back to find them. Walking to the restroom was like walking the green mile. She felt so nervous, like finding out could result in the end of her life. As Lauren roughly pushed open a cubicle they both shuffled in to the restroom that nobody used. Locking the door Lauren turned to look at a terrified Nicki.
"Don't watch me."
"Nika, I'm not eyein' yo' goods now hurry up and pee on the stick." She joked a little, trying to ease her nerves which kind of worked as she laughed and shoved her away. Lauren did as she was asked and turned around whilst Nicki did her business, after hearing her jean zipper and the toilet flush she figured she was done.
"Now we wait." Doing her little half smile with a dimple shrug she pulled the toilet seat down and sat on it as Lauren leant against the cubicle door.
"You want me to look at it when it's done?" Nicki nodded solemnly and handed the stick to her, it had a sanitary cap on it so there was no way Lauren would get any urine on herself.
About six minuted passed before Nicki found the courage to look up at her friend.
"Have you looked at it?" Lauren immediately felt bad for her friend after hearing the tremor in her voice.
"Not yet, you want me to?"
"Yeah, just get it over with." Holding her breath she tried to watch Lauren's face as she turned the test around to look at it. "What does it say?"
"You're pregnant." There was no easy way of saying it as she enveloped her friend in a hug. "It's gon' be okay Nic. You got all of us, and Drake."
"I know but I have no idea what the fuck I'm gonna do Lauren! I can't have a baby!" She waved her hands on either side of her face in an attempt to stop herself from crying.
"So you really don't have any clue what you're gonna do?"
"Definitely nothing until I've spoken to Drake, I'on wanna do anythin' behind his back." Lauren nodded in agreement still holding the test.
"You wanna keep this or chuck it?"
"Ew Lauren, I'on wanna keep it!" She giggled a little at the suggestion.
"Well I just figured if you decided to keep the baby then you might want it or something, y'know all that sentimental shit?" She grinned and threw it in the bin before letting them both out. "We better go find the others before they realise we've been gone forever."
The rest of the shopping trip was a blur to be honest, she felt like she had this huge weight on her shoulders and the sooner she spoke to Drake the sooner she'd relax a little. Walking along the side walk she tried to think up a way to tell him but even when she reached the house she still had nothing. Opening the door she was surprised to see him home already. He was asleep on the couch watching TV. Setting her purse on the counter she removed her shoes and tiptoed over to him. He looked so peaceful as she carefully climbed on to the couch with him, she knew she wanted to tell him straight away. Knowing him so well he would be more upset if she kept it from him.
"You're bad at sneakin' Nic, anyone ever tell you that?" He opened his eyes slowly as she snuggled into him some more.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's aight." He yawned loudly and looked down at her. "You had a good day?"
"Mm, tell me 'bout your day first. How was work?"
"Ugh, I just about had it with the new guy. He's not gon' last." He frowned and looked down at her again. "You kay? You're mad quiet." She could feel the lump in her throat as she readied herself to tell him.
"No, I need to tell you somethin'." She sat up and moved so that she could hold his hand and look him dead in the face.
"What is it Nicki? Is it your Mom? Did your Dad do somethin' to her or-" His voice was full of concern.
"Drake I'm pregnant." Her small voice managed to silence his pointless rambling as he sat staring at her in disbelief. There was pure silence for a few minutes as his mind processed what she'd just said. "Please, say somethin'? Are you mad?"
"What? No Nicki of course I'm not mad." He quickly closed the gap between them and held her hand tighter. "You're sure you're pregnant?"
"Yeah, I did a test before I came home." She sniffed and carried on playing with a button on his shirt.
"How far are you?"
"I'on know, I think I'm like, eight weeks or somethin' close to that."
"I understand that we have to make a decision together but I want to know what you wanna do first?"
"Honestly Aubrey, I'on even know."
"Well do you think you'd want to have it?"
"Aubrey please? I really don't know. My head is all over the place right now." She moved away from him and wiped her tears away as he stayed watching her.
"How 'bout we sleep on it and book an appointment at the doctor's tomorrow?" She merely nodded and looked back at him tiredly.
"I don't think I could get rid of it though...I mean, it's our baby." She fiddled with her sleeves as he gave her leg a reassuring rub.
"It's kinda amazin' though right? That our baby's in there right now, don't you think?" He looked at her flat stomach but tore his eyes away as her hands rested there gently.
"Yeah, I suppose it is." She smiled back at him before talking again. "But what I'm sayin' is I don't think I'd be able to go through with an abortion. I couldn't."
"Well I just want you to know that I'm gon' be there for you all the way with whatever decision is made, kay?" She felt the tears spilling from her eyes as she nodded and moved back into his embrace.
~
Sitting at the table in the restaurant Nicki felt a lot less knotted than earlier, feeling Drake's hand still resting reassuringly on her thigh as they looked over their dessert menus. There had been no drama much to Sandi's surprise and she could honestly say she was thrilled about it.
"I couldn't eat another bite if I tried!" Sitting back in her chair Sandi exhaled and put her menu back down as Nicki did the same.
"Mmm, me either."
"Word? Y'all are weak!" Licking his lips Drake carried on scanning over the menu. They stayed a while longer as Dennis and Drake finished their food before heading home again. Nicki felt exhausted and now felt the nerves building up inside knowing that she had an appointment the next day. Drake had called and made one before his Dad had got home. She carried on thinking about it whilst she pulled her earrings out and wiped her makeup off with a wipe.
"You're panickin' 'bout tomorrow aren't you?" His voice travelled across the room causing her to turn and look at him laying in bed.
"Yeah, why? Aren't you even a lil' bit nervous?"
"Of course I am. It's a huge thing Nic." He paused as she turned around again and proceeded with removing her makeup. "Y'know you said abortion was outta the question?"
"Yeah?"
"So does that mean you're thinkin' of adoption?"
"Like I said Drake, I have no idea right now but yes. Adoption is definitely an option."
"See, I'on think I could handle that." His voice was small and caught her attention as she discarded the used wipe and hit the light before climbing into bed with him.
"You're really against that?"
"No, I'm not against it. I just don't think I'd be able to watch you grow with our baby and then have him or her handed over to another family." He rested his hand on her stomach as they lay face to face. Their talking lasted way into the early hours of the morning and honestly Nicki had no idea how they finally came to their decision but she was just happy that they actually had decided and that Drake was being so supportive about everything. So after hours of discussing quietly, they came to the decision that they were going to keep their baby.
~
After her appointment they were both in high spirits, although she was still terrified about the whole idea just seeing her baby on the monitor made her heart melt. Not to mention having Drake there holding her hand the whole time. They were now on their way to Nicki's favorite food place since Drake wanted to take her out to lunch on his day off.
"I can't believe we're really doin' this." Her voice made him look at her in between trying to keep an eye on the road.
"You are happy about it though, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I just mean I can't believe it!" She smiled as they continued on down the road. This was it for Drake, all the secrets he'd been harbouring had to stop now, that and he had to finally stand up to Deshaun and tell him he was done with everything. All that mattered now was Nicki and their baby.
*Ok, I know this one isn't as popular as Sweet Dreams but I still posted anyway lol There will only be about 2 more flashback chapters and then it will be back to present day where Nicki and Aubree are moving in with Safaree. =] Thanks to everyone who left a comment on the last chapter!*
Waking up alone she remembered since it was summer break Drake had work. She just lay for a few minutes before deciding to get herself up, catching sight of the morning after pills there was a little note left from him too. Smiling to herself she picked it up and read it, he was worried that she'd get pregnant and left them out for her. She took it with a gulp of water before heading to bathroom to shower. It was only after she'd got out a dressed did she realise that she actually couldn't remember the last time she had her period. Frowing deeply she threw her jammies in the wash basket and grabbed Drake's calendar from his dresser, ignoring the images of naked women all over it.
"Oh my God." Double and triple checking that she hadn't mistaken herself she put the calendar back and sat down on the bed. A million and one thoughts ran through her head as she chewed anxiously on her finger nails. It was just over eight weeks, she'd skipped two periods and not even noticed, How is that possible? Continuing to freak out she felt as though she was on the verge of tears but Sandi's voice brought her back to the moment.
"Nicki?" Her soft voice became more audible as she opened the door. "Sorry, I knew you were up, I heard the shower goin'." She smiled sweetly and tilted her head. "How you feelin' this morning?" Nicki froze, how did she know? Was she showing already? She looked down timidly and gathered herself.
"What do you mean? I'm fine." She stood up and made her way to the door.
"Oh good, so the chicken didn't bother your stomach again?" They continued talking as they made their way to kitchen whilst Nicki's whole body sighed with relief realising she was talking about the chicken. Of course now Nicki knew it wasn't even the chicken in the first place.
"No, I feel fine thanks." Sitting herself down she poured some cereal and proceeded to eat as Sandi cleaned what must have been their dishes from this morning. Nicki was the last one up.
"Well, I'm glad to hear it. Y'know? Dennis wanted to take us all out tonight and I know he and Drake don't exactly see eye to eye but I was hoping you could try and get him to act a little civil?"
"Of course, I mean they were ok last night right? No arguing at the table or nothin'." She crunched on another spoonful as Sandi turned around to face her.
"Oh my God, you're right! I hadn't even noticed." She dried the last plate and checked her pocket watch that was part of her work uniform. "Well, I better head off if I wanna keep my job huh?" Nicki just smiled as carried on eating, silently worrying about her dilemma.
After breakfast she did some housework to try and distract herself but it was still there at the back of her mind. Finishing the vacuuming she pulled her phone out and texted the girls to meet her at the mall. It was within walking distance and honestly she felt as though some fresh air would do her good. She knew she'd have to do a test anyway but she didn't quite feel like telling her friends about this just yet, and as for telling Drake she was absolutely petrified. Lightly putting on a little make-up she kept it minimal before pulling her hair up into a messy bun and grabbing her purse. She locked the door behind her and hid the spare key before beginning her walk.
~
"So you an SB still ain't talkin'?" Lauren's brow furrowed intensely as she put more ketchup on her burger.
"No, I've called him over and over but he won't answer." She kept on picking at what was left of her fried chicken before grabbing her coke and taking a sip. "He said anythin' to any of y'all?" Candi, TT, Cassie, Shanell and Lauren all shook their heads simultaneously making Nicki sigh. Noticing how down she seemed Cassie spoke up cheerfully.
"How 'bout y'all come stop at mine tonight? My parents are out and I need help tryna decide what to wear on Saturday." She looked between them all as they nodded happily.
"I can't."
"Ohh come on Nicki! Please? It's been forever since we hung out, all of us together." They all pouted but Nicki kept her answer the same.
"No you guys I really can't, Drake's Dad wants to take us all out for dinner tonight. But how 'bout tomorrow?" She sipped some more coke as they waited for Cassie to answer.
"Actually, yeah that could work better actually. So tomorrow?" They all agreed before throwing away their trash and continuing to walk around. They'd all noticed how quiet Nicki was being but just assumed it was this whole mess with Safaree. Suddenly seeing a pharmacy nearby she quickly made up a lie about needing to get some painkillers for Sandi and told them all she catch them up. She had no idea which pregnancy test to get as she roamed the aisle cluelessly. Grabbing the cheapest one she took it to the checkout and hurriedly put it in her purse as she swiftly moved through the crowds to catch up with the girls. She was kind of looking forward to spending the night with them tomorrow. Sometimes it felt like the only female company she got was Sandi and her own Mother when she visited home once a week. Finding a quiet moment Lauren and Nicki were alone whilst thumbing through the clothes rack.
"You 'kay Nic?"
Yeah, yeah I'm good. Just tired I guess and I'm sick of this issue Safaree has with Drake. He's my best friend, he should be happy for me."
"Mm, I get what you're sayin' but think about it Nic. It's always been just you and SB and then all of a sudden there's this new guy on the scene and he's lost his best friend. Just give him time, he'll come 'round when he realises that Drake ain't gon' hurt you." She smiled comfortingly and right then Nicki knew she could talk to her about anything.
"Laur?"
"Yeah?" She stopped searching the rack to move on to the next one as Nicki choked on her words.
"There is somethin' else that's botherin' me." she trailed off and fixed her eyes on the ground as Lauren grew more concerned.
"Nic? What is it? Y'know you can tell me?"
"Yeah I know, thanks. I just...I think..." She stumbled some more before growing impatient with herself and quickly opened her purse, letting Lauren see the pregnancy tests. It took her a moment to actually notice them but when she did there was silence. Looking around to make sure the other girls weren't listening she hushly whispered.
"Do you know for sure?'
"No, I'm like, eight weeks late but I haven't done a test yet." She chewed on her lip and threw her purse back over her shoulder.
"You wanna go do it now? I'll go with you."
"Really?"
"Yeah, come on." Putting the dress back on the rack Lauren shouted to the others that they were going to grab a water and they'd come back to find them. Walking to the restroom was like walking the green mile. She felt so nervous, like finding out could result in the end of her life. As Lauren roughly pushed open a cubicle they both shuffled in to the restroom that nobody used. Locking the door Lauren turned to look at a terrified Nicki.
"Don't watch me."
"Nika, I'm not eyein' yo' goods now hurry up and pee on the stick." She joked a little, trying to ease her nerves which kind of worked as she laughed and shoved her away. Lauren did as she was asked and turned around whilst Nicki did her business, after hearing her jean zipper and the toilet flush she figured she was done.
"Now we wait." Doing her little half smile with a dimple shrug she pulled the toilet seat down and sat on it as Lauren leant against the cubicle door.
"You want me to look at it when it's done?" Nicki nodded solemnly and handed the stick to her, it had a sanitary cap on it so there was no way Lauren would get any urine on herself.
About six minuted passed before Nicki found the courage to look up at her friend.
"Have you looked at it?" Lauren immediately felt bad for her friend after hearing the tremor in her voice.
"Not yet, you want me to?"
"Yeah, just get it over with." Holding her breath she tried to watch Lauren's face as she turned the test around to look at it. "What does it say?"
"You're pregnant." There was no easy way of saying it as she enveloped her friend in a hug. "It's gon' be okay Nic. You got all of us, and Drake."
"I know but I have no idea what the fuck I'm gonna do Lauren! I can't have a baby!" She waved her hands on either side of her face in an attempt to stop herself from crying.
"So you really don't have any clue what you're gonna do?"
"Definitely nothing until I've spoken to Drake, I'on wanna do anythin' behind his back." Lauren nodded in agreement still holding the test.
"You wanna keep this or chuck it?"
"Ew Lauren, I'on wanna keep it!" She giggled a little at the suggestion.
"Well I just figured if you decided to keep the baby then you might want it or something, y'know all that sentimental shit?" She grinned and threw it in the bin before letting them both out. "We better go find the others before they realise we've been gone forever."
The rest of the shopping trip was a blur to be honest, she felt like she had this huge weight on her shoulders and the sooner she spoke to Drake the sooner she'd relax a little. Walking along the side walk she tried to think up a way to tell him but even when she reached the house she still had nothing. Opening the door she was surprised to see him home already. He was asleep on the couch watching TV. Setting her purse on the counter she removed her shoes and tiptoed over to him. He looked so peaceful as she carefully climbed on to the couch with him, she knew she wanted to tell him straight away. Knowing him so well he would be more upset if she kept it from him.
"You're bad at sneakin' Nic, anyone ever tell you that?" He opened his eyes slowly as she snuggled into him some more.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's aight." He yawned loudly and looked down at her. "You had a good day?"
"Mm, tell me 'bout your day first. How was work?"
"Ugh, I just about had it with the new guy. He's not gon' last." He frowned and looked down at her again. "You kay? You're mad quiet." She could feel the lump in her throat as she readied herself to tell him.
"No, I need to tell you somethin'." She sat up and moved so that she could hold his hand and look him dead in the face.
"What is it Nicki? Is it your Mom? Did your Dad do somethin' to her or-" His voice was full of concern.
"Drake I'm pregnant." Her small voice managed to silence his pointless rambling as he sat staring at her in disbelief. There was pure silence for a few minutes as his mind processed what she'd just said. "Please, say somethin'? Are you mad?"
"What? No Nicki of course I'm not mad." He quickly closed the gap between them and held her hand tighter. "You're sure you're pregnant?"
"Yeah, I did a test before I came home." She sniffed and carried on playing with a button on his shirt.
"How far are you?"
"I'on know, I think I'm like, eight weeks or somethin' close to that."
"I understand that we have to make a decision together but I want to know what you wanna do first?"
"Honestly Aubrey, I'on even know."
"Well do you think you'd want to have it?"
"Aubrey please? I really don't know. My head is all over the place right now." She moved away from him and wiped her tears away as he stayed watching her.
"How 'bout we sleep on it and book an appointment at the doctor's tomorrow?" She merely nodded and looked back at him tiredly.
"I don't think I could get rid of it though...I mean, it's our baby." She fiddled with her sleeves as he gave her leg a reassuring rub.
"It's kinda amazin' though right? That our baby's in there right now, don't you think?" He looked at her flat stomach but tore his eyes away as her hands rested there gently.
"Yeah, I suppose it is." She smiled back at him before talking again. "But what I'm sayin' is I don't think I'd be able to go through with an abortion. I couldn't."
"Well I just want you to know that I'm gon' be there for you all the way with whatever decision is made, kay?" She felt the tears spilling from her eyes as she nodded and moved back into his embrace.
~
Sitting at the table in the restaurant Nicki felt a lot less knotted than earlier, feeling Drake's hand still resting reassuringly on her thigh as they looked over their dessert menus. There had been no drama much to Sandi's surprise and she could honestly say she was thrilled about it.
"I couldn't eat another bite if I tried!" Sitting back in her chair Sandi exhaled and put her menu back down as Nicki did the same.
"Mmm, me either."
"Word? Y'all are weak!" Licking his lips Drake carried on scanning over the menu. They stayed a while longer as Dennis and Drake finished their food before heading home again. Nicki felt exhausted and now felt the nerves building up inside knowing that she had an appointment the next day. Drake had called and made one before his Dad had got home. She carried on thinking about it whilst she pulled her earrings out and wiped her makeup off with a wipe.
"You're panickin' 'bout tomorrow aren't you?" His voice travelled across the room causing her to turn and look at him laying in bed.
"Yeah, why? Aren't you even a lil' bit nervous?"
"Of course I am. It's a huge thing Nic." He paused as she turned around again and proceeded with removing her makeup. "Y'know you said abortion was outta the question?"
"Yeah?"
"So does that mean you're thinkin' of adoption?"
"Like I said Drake, I have no idea right now but yes. Adoption is definitely an option."
"See, I'on think I could handle that." His voice was small and caught her attention as she discarded the used wipe and hit the light before climbing into bed with him.
"You're really against that?"
"No, I'm not against it. I just don't think I'd be able to watch you grow with our baby and then have him or her handed over to another family." He rested his hand on her stomach as they lay face to face. Their talking lasted way into the early hours of the morning and honestly Nicki had no idea how they finally came to their decision but she was just happy that they actually had decided and that Drake was being so supportive about everything. So after hours of discussing quietly, they came to the decision that they were going to keep their baby.
~
After her appointment they were both in high spirits, although she was still terrified about the whole idea just seeing her baby on the monitor made her heart melt. Not to mention having Drake there holding her hand the whole time. They were now on their way to Nicki's favorite food place since Drake wanted to take her out to lunch on his day off.
"I can't believe we're really doin' this." Her voice made him look at her in between trying to keep an eye on the road.
"You are happy about it though, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I just mean I can't believe it!" She smiled as they continued on down the road. This was it for Drake, all the secrets he'd been harbouring had to stop now, that and he had to finally stand up to Deshaun and tell him he was done with everything. All that mattered now was Nicki and their baby.
*Ok, I know this one isn't as popular as Sweet Dreams but I still posted anyway lol There will only be about 2 more flashback chapters and then it will be back to present day where Nicki and Aubree are moving in with Safaree. =] Thanks to everyone who left a comment on the last chapter!*
Thursday 1 November 2012
5. No Privacy - Flashback
* Thanks for the comments =] Oh and to answer one of the questions asked, this is and will remain a Dricki fic ^_^*
Nicki ripped the comforter up over herself as Drake attempted to shield her at the same time. Turning to face the doorway they laid eyes on a very unimpressed Sandi.
"This door stays open." The undertone of anger in her voice made it very clear to them both that she was one hundred percent serious.
"Mom I-"
"No, Aubrey I don't want to hear it." She ran her hand through her blonde locks and exhaled slowly. "I was just coming to let you know that your father is here and we're going out for a bit." She pushed the door open more before peering around Drake and looking and embarrassed Nicki dead in the eye. "Hello Nicki."
"Mrs Graham." Her voice was timid and quiet as she felt Drake's hand grip hers. The awkward tension eased as soon as Sandi stormed back upstairs.
"Shit. That was so embarrassing, I'm sorry." He lay back down as Nicki pulled her bra back on.
"Next time I say stop, just do it." Sliding out of his grip she climbed out of the bed and grabbed her clothes.
"To be fair you didn't say it. You moaned it."
"Ugh, shut up. I can't stand you right now." Wriggling back into her pants she threw her hair up into a messy bun and proceeded to hand Drake his clothes and throw away the pizza box before putting her top on. "Get up."
"Word? You mad with me?" He smirked sexily as he moved her way in just his boxers and pulled her back to his chest.
"No, but it's hot in here and since your parents have gone out we can go back out there." Allowing him to kiss on her neck for a few more seconds she pulled out of his embrace and turned to look at him. "See you up there."
"Aight, well I'mma take a quick shower." He said that on purpose as she turned back around.
"Oh? And, I'm not invited?" Pulling at the drawstring on his pants she moved closer to him until her lips were pressed against his toned chest as she kept her eyes fixed on his. Travelling up with light kisses she felt his hands caressing the small of her back before reaching down and cupping her ass. "Mmm, Drake." Her moans tickled his skin as she was still patterning his chest with her sweet kisses. Sliding his hands down even further her hooked his forearms under her thighs a she gripped on to his neck and lifted her up as he walked them into his bathroom, shutting the door carefully with his foot.
Laying comfortably asleep on the couch Nicki was completely spent after their two rounds in the shower as Drake fixed himself a drink. His parents still weren't home and call him stupidly protective but he wanted to make sure his Mother got home ok before he and Nicki went to bed. After turning the kitchen lights off he moved back into the lounge room and settled down next to his sleeping girlfriend. She was the best thing to ever happen to him, and that was no understatement. He didn't know why but she seemed to keep him grounded and level more than anyone else could, even his Mother. At the young age of twenty he was more than positive that this was love. Feeling his phone vibrate he pulled it out and immediately tensed up seeing the name. It was Deshaun. Back in his more delinquent days Drake associated with more than a fair share of bad people but after his last run-in with the law he called quits, met Nicki and never looked back. Until now. He'd been in contact with Deshaun again for a few weeks now and he was starting to ask favours that he didn't want to be involved in. Texting back a response he slid his phone into his pocket and looked back at Nicki, she was stirring slightly as he watched her. She was so amazing. Being pulled from his thoughts he looked up to see his Mom's car pulling in.
"About freaking time." He remained seated and watched the quiet television with an angry expression on his face.
The door opened loudly which made Nicki flinch out of her sleep and look at Drake in shock. Placing his hand on her thigh he rubbed it soothingly.
"Could you keep it down please?! Nicki was asleep." He was directing the anger more towards his Father but Sandi looked at him sternly before he locked eyes with Nicki.
"It's fine babe." She grabbed his hand and squeezed it before sitting up and moving closer to him, he smirked a little as she winced and instantly put her hand in between her legs on her currently sensitive area. Leaning in to her ear he whispered softly making her shiver.
"I'll be gentle next time, promise." Truthfully he had been really rough even though it was only her second and third time, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
"Oh? You act so sure that there is gon' be a next time." Interrupting their private whispering Sandi cleared her thought making them both jump.
"Nicki, I'd like you to meet Drake's father, Dennis. And Dennis, this is your son's girlfriend Nicki." Drake sat there looking unimpressed as Nicki stood cautiously to shake his hand.
"Hello."
"My, what a fine lady you found." He looked at his son as Nicki blushed ferociously.
"Yeah, I'm a lucky guy." He didn't face Dennis as he spoke and kept his gaze on Nicki, trying to remain calm. It worked, her flawless face and happy smile brought him back from the brink of an anger filled outburst. "Anyway, we're gonna head back downstairs now-"
"Leave that door open Aubrey Graham."
"Mom!" He shook his head as Nicki quickly grabbed his hand to stop him doing any more.
"Night Sandi, and nice to meet you Mr. Graham."
"Please, call me Dennis."
"Ok, well goodnight." After one last final smile they headed downstairs for the night, leaving Sandi and Dennis alone.
"Why you actin' so strict with him? He's twenty years old today." He laughed heartily as they both sat down.
"Well even without a reason, I raised him so I'll do what I please. But it's not him." He looked at her in confusion before she answered his unspoken question. "Nicki's only sixteen." She waited for a response from her rekindled lover.
"Oh wow, she's....Very young."
"Yeah, but I trust them both. They're sensible." Although she was secretly worried after catching them earlier on that evening. They weren't actually doing 'It' but it was close enough in her eyes. Luckily she wasn't around to hear him making her moan and scream out his name in the shower.
Back downstairs, with the door shut, Drake was completely unconscious as he slept off his pleasure making from earlier. Nicki was wide awake though, usually after an argument with Safaree he would call but he hadn't. Looking at the time she decided to ring him as she carefully eased out of Drake's embrace and grabbed her cell phone before heading into the bathroom. After it rang for a while she hung up. He didn't answer.
***
It had been almost two months and Safaree and Nicki had still not spoken. She was so cut up about it, she honestly didn't think he would actually do this over one of her boyfriends.
"You kay babe?" He ran his hand across her arm as he spoke.
"Yeah, yeah I'm good. I just wish Safaree would stop actin' like such a brat." She pouted and placed her hands on her crossed legs as they continued watching the movie. Because of all her issues at home Nicki had more or less moved in with Drake and the Graham's had been so welcoming. Dennis had moved back in too which resulted in Drake acting more angrily and aggressively about everything. He'd explained everything to her, how his Dad just up and left his Mom when she needed him most and honestly it broke Nicki to think of Sandi struggling like that but everything was good again now. Hearing him sighing moodily she looked at him for a while before spontaneously straddling his lap.
"Oh?" He knew where this would lead since his Mom was at work and his dad had gone out for a bit.
"Mmmm." She blinked lazily and kissed him as he turned it a little more passionate, grabbing her ass firmly he squeezed her flesh causing her to moan. "Ohh....Lets go...downstairs." She managed to utter between kisses as he'd already started pulling at her t-shirt. Complying with her wishes he lifted her up and made his way carefully down to his room. He threw her on the bed forcefully before ripping his own shirt of and taking his position back over the top of her and kissing her again. She pulled urgently at his belt buckle feeling herself becoming more and more moist every time he touched her. Soon enough he was left stood in his boxers as she had stripped down to her bra and panties. She could see his erection in his boxers and bit her lip. "Oh, is that for me?" The way she spoke turned him on even more as he pulled her panties off slowly, helping him she lifting her legs up, giving him the perfect view.
"Yeah, but we have other things to do first." Before she could say anything he buried his face in between her thighs, licking, sucking and biting on her clit as she moaned. Arching her back she clamped her legs shut around his head and tried to push him away, the amount of pleasure she was feeling was intense. Roughly snatching her hands away he strengthened his grip around her thighs and pulled her to him, holding her there whilst he continued to tease her with his tongue.
"Ah, Drake I'm gonna come." It was nothing more than a breathless moan as she shut her eyes tightly and bit her lip trying to ride out the wave of pleasure as she came. Sitting up as she caught her breath she watched him lick up every last drop before moving back up to her face.
"Ride me." Taking advantage of the control he was giving her she pushed him on to his back before straddling him once again, sliding on to him slowly she heard him exhale as he shut his eyes in pure pleasure. The way she gripped him was insane. Letting out a whimper she relaxed and took in all of him as she slowly started moving her hips. Immediately feeling her he grabbed at her hips and held on to her firmly as he watched her ride him. She looked so good, she felt so good. Suddenly realising her breasts were still imprisoned in her bra he sat up and unclasped it, moaning as he saw them fall out. She continued to work her hips and started riding him harder and faster feeling her second orgasm coming.
"Ohh fuck. Uh, it feels like you're...in my fucking stomach! Ah!" She drew in a sharp breath after her stilted sentence and he felt her legs starting to shake, the mix of pleasure and pain was immense. He hadn't spoke the whole time as he switched between tugging and sucking on both of her nipples and simultaneously reaching a hand between their connected bodies and massaging her clit. "Oh God, Aubrey I'm coming!" He was relieved as he felt himself nearing the edge too, as they both speeded up their movement he pulled away from her chest and let out a few throaty groans himself as she screamed out his name. Neither one of them heard Dennis return as he headed downstairs, he had something for Drake which he hoped would improve his son's attitude towards him. However being almost deaf he hadn't heard Nicki's pleasure-filled screams as Drake switched positions, laying her on her back he pulled her legs up over his shoulders with out pulling out. Continuing with his strokes he felt her walls caving in on him as he gave her his all.
"Fuck Nicki you're so tight!" He wasn't as breathless as she was but she was riding on her third orgasm.
"Yes! Aubrey, uh, right there!" Once again biting her lip she let her left leg slip off of his shoulder and onto his forearm as his hands were pressed on either side of her head. "I'm coming." She let out one last groan as she went silent, he felt her whole body tense up as she came all over his shaft, about to bust as well he kept going but was interrupted by his door slamming. He came with a frustrated grunt before laying in top of her heaving body, the whole room was warm with their body heat. He could feel her heart beating as he lay his head on her chest. Neither one of them could breathe properly for a while as the lay together, still connected before he pulled out of her gently.
"I can't believe we can't have one single fucking moment without been walked in on!" He'd returned from his pleasurable high as he stood up angrily and snatched his clothes off the floor. Nicki was beyond exhausted as she pulled the comforter up over her naked body.
"Do you think they saw?"
"Yeah, and if it was Mom she's gon' be so pissed." Huffing angrily he stood up and threw his shirt back on. "You stay here I'll go see who it was, wish me luck." He bent down and kissed her before heading back upstairs. Now he was regretful about mocking his mother as he said to Nicki "This door stays open!" Cringing he shook the thought from his head and entered the kitchen to see a dishevelled looking Dennis sat stone-faced.
"You disobeyed your Mother Aubrey." He didn't look at him as he rested against the kitchen counter.
"Like you care?" He scoffed before turning more serious as he heard the front door open and Sandi walked in.
"Oh, hello I didn't expect to see you home yet." She looked at Dennis before looking at her sweaty looking son. "You been workin' out dear?" She proceeded to put the grocery bags and her work bags on the kitchen table and turned around to wash her hands as Drake and Dennis looked at one another. Dennis started to speak, making his son's eyes pop and his breath catch in his throat.
"No, we uh, were shootin' hoops whilst Nicki had a nap. Ain't that right?" A confused Drake stuttered for a moment before agreeing.
"Yeah, he completely whooped my as-" He stopped himself as Sandi glared at him. "My behind, he whooped my behind."
"Well somebody needs to get it together!" She pinched what little fat there was on Drake's stomach as he frowned. "Well I'm just gonna go get out of this uniform before I start dinner. Oh, and tell Nicki I got the chicken from somewhere else since the other one made her sick." After she'd gone there was an awkward silence.
"Just 'cause you covered for me doesn't mean I'mma like you." He paused seeing his Dad's defeated face. "But I'm thankful, you didn't have to do that and you still did, so thanks." He smiled before speaking again. "Just for the record though, you wouldn't beat me."
"Really? I'll have to take you up on that, prove you wrong." They shared a laugh for the first time.
"Aight well I'mma go take a shower." He nodded his head as his Dad before walking away but stopped suddenly. "Oh, you didn't see any-"
"No, the only thing I saw was yo' pale ass and her legs, nothing else." He knew what he was going to ask and answered before he'd even finished asking. "Just as long as you'r using protection and you ain't pressurin' the girl-"
"Ok, thas enough now! Later Dad!" He cringed as he headed back downstairs again, thinking about what he'd just said he realised they hadn't used a condom and he didn't pull out. "Shit." Quickly thinking he went through his drawers as Nicki slept and found her tab of morning after pills and sat them on his night stand. Little did either of them know that she was already eight weeks pregnant.
* :O Hope this was alright, it's a lil' freakier than my other blog lmao Anyways, thanks for all your comments! x *
Nicki ripped the comforter up over herself as Drake attempted to shield her at the same time. Turning to face the doorway they laid eyes on a very unimpressed Sandi.
"This door stays open." The undertone of anger in her voice made it very clear to them both that she was one hundred percent serious.
"Mom I-"
"No, Aubrey I don't want to hear it." She ran her hand through her blonde locks and exhaled slowly. "I was just coming to let you know that your father is here and we're going out for a bit." She pushed the door open more before peering around Drake and looking and embarrassed Nicki dead in the eye. "Hello Nicki."
"Mrs Graham." Her voice was timid and quiet as she felt Drake's hand grip hers. The awkward tension eased as soon as Sandi stormed back upstairs.
"Shit. That was so embarrassing, I'm sorry." He lay back down as Nicki pulled her bra back on.
"Next time I say stop, just do it." Sliding out of his grip she climbed out of the bed and grabbed her clothes.
"To be fair you didn't say it. You moaned it."
"Ugh, shut up. I can't stand you right now." Wriggling back into her pants she threw her hair up into a messy bun and proceeded to hand Drake his clothes and throw away the pizza box before putting her top on. "Get up."
"Word? You mad with me?" He smirked sexily as he moved her way in just his boxers and pulled her back to his chest.
"No, but it's hot in here and since your parents have gone out we can go back out there." Allowing him to kiss on her neck for a few more seconds she pulled out of his embrace and turned to look at him. "See you up there."
"Aight, well I'mma take a quick shower." He said that on purpose as she turned back around.
"Oh? And, I'm not invited?" Pulling at the drawstring on his pants she moved closer to him until her lips were pressed against his toned chest as she kept her eyes fixed on his. Travelling up with light kisses she felt his hands caressing the small of her back before reaching down and cupping her ass. "Mmm, Drake." Her moans tickled his skin as she was still patterning his chest with her sweet kisses. Sliding his hands down even further her hooked his forearms under her thighs a she gripped on to his neck and lifted her up as he walked them into his bathroom, shutting the door carefully with his foot.
Laying comfortably asleep on the couch Nicki was completely spent after their two rounds in the shower as Drake fixed himself a drink. His parents still weren't home and call him stupidly protective but he wanted to make sure his Mother got home ok before he and Nicki went to bed. After turning the kitchen lights off he moved back into the lounge room and settled down next to his sleeping girlfriend. She was the best thing to ever happen to him, and that was no understatement. He didn't know why but she seemed to keep him grounded and level more than anyone else could, even his Mother. At the young age of twenty he was more than positive that this was love. Feeling his phone vibrate he pulled it out and immediately tensed up seeing the name. It was Deshaun. Back in his more delinquent days Drake associated with more than a fair share of bad people but after his last run-in with the law he called quits, met Nicki and never looked back. Until now. He'd been in contact with Deshaun again for a few weeks now and he was starting to ask favours that he didn't want to be involved in. Texting back a response he slid his phone into his pocket and looked back at Nicki, she was stirring slightly as he watched her. She was so amazing. Being pulled from his thoughts he looked up to see his Mom's car pulling in.
"About freaking time." He remained seated and watched the quiet television with an angry expression on his face.
The door opened loudly which made Nicki flinch out of her sleep and look at Drake in shock. Placing his hand on her thigh he rubbed it soothingly.
"Could you keep it down please?! Nicki was asleep." He was directing the anger more towards his Father but Sandi looked at him sternly before he locked eyes with Nicki.
"It's fine babe." She grabbed his hand and squeezed it before sitting up and moving closer to him, he smirked a little as she winced and instantly put her hand in between her legs on her currently sensitive area. Leaning in to her ear he whispered softly making her shiver.
"I'll be gentle next time, promise." Truthfully he had been really rough even though it was only her second and third time, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
"Oh? You act so sure that there is gon' be a next time." Interrupting their private whispering Sandi cleared her thought making them both jump.
"Nicki, I'd like you to meet Drake's father, Dennis. And Dennis, this is your son's girlfriend Nicki." Drake sat there looking unimpressed as Nicki stood cautiously to shake his hand.
"Hello."
"My, what a fine lady you found." He looked at his son as Nicki blushed ferociously.
"Yeah, I'm a lucky guy." He didn't face Dennis as he spoke and kept his gaze on Nicki, trying to remain calm. It worked, her flawless face and happy smile brought him back from the brink of an anger filled outburst. "Anyway, we're gonna head back downstairs now-"
"Leave that door open Aubrey Graham."
"Mom!" He shook his head as Nicki quickly grabbed his hand to stop him doing any more.
"Night Sandi, and nice to meet you Mr. Graham."
"Please, call me Dennis."
"Ok, well goodnight." After one last final smile they headed downstairs for the night, leaving Sandi and Dennis alone.
"Why you actin' so strict with him? He's twenty years old today." He laughed heartily as they both sat down.
"Well even without a reason, I raised him so I'll do what I please. But it's not him." He looked at her in confusion before she answered his unspoken question. "Nicki's only sixteen." She waited for a response from her rekindled lover.
"Oh wow, she's....Very young."
"Yeah, but I trust them both. They're sensible." Although she was secretly worried after catching them earlier on that evening. They weren't actually doing 'It' but it was close enough in her eyes. Luckily she wasn't around to hear him making her moan and scream out his name in the shower.
Back downstairs, with the door shut, Drake was completely unconscious as he slept off his pleasure making from earlier. Nicki was wide awake though, usually after an argument with Safaree he would call but he hadn't. Looking at the time she decided to ring him as she carefully eased out of Drake's embrace and grabbed her cell phone before heading into the bathroom. After it rang for a while she hung up. He didn't answer.
***
It had been almost two months and Safaree and Nicki had still not spoken. She was so cut up about it, she honestly didn't think he would actually do this over one of her boyfriends.
"You kay babe?" He ran his hand across her arm as he spoke.
"Yeah, yeah I'm good. I just wish Safaree would stop actin' like such a brat." She pouted and placed her hands on her crossed legs as they continued watching the movie. Because of all her issues at home Nicki had more or less moved in with Drake and the Graham's had been so welcoming. Dennis had moved back in too which resulted in Drake acting more angrily and aggressively about everything. He'd explained everything to her, how his Dad just up and left his Mom when she needed him most and honestly it broke Nicki to think of Sandi struggling like that but everything was good again now. Hearing him sighing moodily she looked at him for a while before spontaneously straddling his lap.
"Oh?" He knew where this would lead since his Mom was at work and his dad had gone out for a bit.
"Mmmm." She blinked lazily and kissed him as he turned it a little more passionate, grabbing her ass firmly he squeezed her flesh causing her to moan. "Ohh....Lets go...downstairs." She managed to utter between kisses as he'd already started pulling at her t-shirt. Complying with her wishes he lifted her up and made his way carefully down to his room. He threw her on the bed forcefully before ripping his own shirt of and taking his position back over the top of her and kissing her again. She pulled urgently at his belt buckle feeling herself becoming more and more moist every time he touched her. Soon enough he was left stood in his boxers as she had stripped down to her bra and panties. She could see his erection in his boxers and bit her lip. "Oh, is that for me?" The way she spoke turned him on even more as he pulled her panties off slowly, helping him she lifting her legs up, giving him the perfect view.
"Yeah, but we have other things to do first." Before she could say anything he buried his face in between her thighs, licking, sucking and biting on her clit as she moaned. Arching her back she clamped her legs shut around his head and tried to push him away, the amount of pleasure she was feeling was intense. Roughly snatching her hands away he strengthened his grip around her thighs and pulled her to him, holding her there whilst he continued to tease her with his tongue.
"Ah, Drake I'm gonna come." It was nothing more than a breathless moan as she shut her eyes tightly and bit her lip trying to ride out the wave of pleasure as she came. Sitting up as she caught her breath she watched him lick up every last drop before moving back up to her face.
"Ride me." Taking advantage of the control he was giving her she pushed him on to his back before straddling him once again, sliding on to him slowly she heard him exhale as he shut his eyes in pure pleasure. The way she gripped him was insane. Letting out a whimper she relaxed and took in all of him as she slowly started moving her hips. Immediately feeling her he grabbed at her hips and held on to her firmly as he watched her ride him. She looked so good, she felt so good. Suddenly realising her breasts were still imprisoned in her bra he sat up and unclasped it, moaning as he saw them fall out. She continued to work her hips and started riding him harder and faster feeling her second orgasm coming.
"Ohh fuck. Uh, it feels like you're...in my fucking stomach! Ah!" She drew in a sharp breath after her stilted sentence and he felt her legs starting to shake, the mix of pleasure and pain was immense. He hadn't spoke the whole time as he switched between tugging and sucking on both of her nipples and simultaneously reaching a hand between their connected bodies and massaging her clit. "Oh God, Aubrey I'm coming!" He was relieved as he felt himself nearing the edge too, as they both speeded up their movement he pulled away from her chest and let out a few throaty groans himself as she screamed out his name. Neither one of them heard Dennis return as he headed downstairs, he had something for Drake which he hoped would improve his son's attitude towards him. However being almost deaf he hadn't heard Nicki's pleasure-filled screams as Drake switched positions, laying her on her back he pulled her legs up over his shoulders with out pulling out. Continuing with his strokes he felt her walls caving in on him as he gave her his all.
"Fuck Nicki you're so tight!" He wasn't as breathless as she was but she was riding on her third orgasm.
"Yes! Aubrey, uh, right there!" Once again biting her lip she let her left leg slip off of his shoulder and onto his forearm as his hands were pressed on either side of her head. "I'm coming." She let out one last groan as she went silent, he felt her whole body tense up as she came all over his shaft, about to bust as well he kept going but was interrupted by his door slamming. He came with a frustrated grunt before laying in top of her heaving body, the whole room was warm with their body heat. He could feel her heart beating as he lay his head on her chest. Neither one of them could breathe properly for a while as the lay together, still connected before he pulled out of her gently.
"I can't believe we can't have one single fucking moment without been walked in on!" He'd returned from his pleasurable high as he stood up angrily and snatched his clothes off the floor. Nicki was beyond exhausted as she pulled the comforter up over her naked body.
"Do you think they saw?"
"Yeah, and if it was Mom she's gon' be so pissed." Huffing angrily he stood up and threw his shirt back on. "You stay here I'll go see who it was, wish me luck." He bent down and kissed her before heading back upstairs. Now he was regretful about mocking his mother as he said to Nicki "This door stays open!" Cringing he shook the thought from his head and entered the kitchen to see a dishevelled looking Dennis sat stone-faced.
"You disobeyed your Mother Aubrey." He didn't look at him as he rested against the kitchen counter.
"Like you care?" He scoffed before turning more serious as he heard the front door open and Sandi walked in.
"Oh, hello I didn't expect to see you home yet." She looked at Dennis before looking at her sweaty looking son. "You been workin' out dear?" She proceeded to put the grocery bags and her work bags on the kitchen table and turned around to wash her hands as Drake and Dennis looked at one another. Dennis started to speak, making his son's eyes pop and his breath catch in his throat.
"No, we uh, were shootin' hoops whilst Nicki had a nap. Ain't that right?" A confused Drake stuttered for a moment before agreeing.
"Yeah, he completely whooped my as-" He stopped himself as Sandi glared at him. "My behind, he whooped my behind."
"Well somebody needs to get it together!" She pinched what little fat there was on Drake's stomach as he frowned. "Well I'm just gonna go get out of this uniform before I start dinner. Oh, and tell Nicki I got the chicken from somewhere else since the other one made her sick." After she'd gone there was an awkward silence.
"Just 'cause you covered for me doesn't mean I'mma like you." He paused seeing his Dad's defeated face. "But I'm thankful, you didn't have to do that and you still did, so thanks." He smiled before speaking again. "Just for the record though, you wouldn't beat me."
"Really? I'll have to take you up on that, prove you wrong." They shared a laugh for the first time.
"Aight well I'mma go take a shower." He nodded his head as his Dad before walking away but stopped suddenly. "Oh, you didn't see any-"
"No, the only thing I saw was yo' pale ass and her legs, nothing else." He knew what he was going to ask and answered before he'd even finished asking. "Just as long as you'r using protection and you ain't pressurin' the girl-"
"Ok, thas enough now! Later Dad!" He cringed as he headed back downstairs again, thinking about what he'd just said he realised they hadn't used a condom and he didn't pull out. "Shit." Quickly thinking he went through his drawers as Nicki slept and found her tab of morning after pills and sat them on his night stand. Little did either of them know that she was already eight weeks pregnant.
* :O Hope this was alright, it's a lil' freakier than my other blog lmao Anyways, thanks for all your comments! x *
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