Chapter 12: Loving You A Second Time

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- Love Jodi
            Nicki sat on her beige couch that Monday morning sitting in front of the heated fireplace, thinking about none other than Safaree. She was supposedly writing important things down, but she was just doodling love hearts. She’s just in such a happy place right now. That new news would soon change everything, and she needed a game plan. Nicki picked up her blinged out Barbie iPhone, and typed “Hey Wayne, I’ve got big news. Idk how you’re going to take it, but we need to talk. So hit me up when you can. Love you lots." Once she sent the text she tossed her phone back on the couch. She was so focused on thinking about what Wayne would say back she didn’t even realize that Safaree had walked into the living room. He walked up to her still shirtless, and in his pajama pants. His chiseled chest didn't even catch her eye like it usually did, or his tattooed arms. She felt his presence looking down at her. Nicki looked up at him like she was too busy to talk. She was in her own world; she didn't want to be bothered. Safaree knew this face. He knew all faces of Nicki. But this one looked a little different. She looked like she was out of it, or daydreaming. He wondered if these were the pregnancy moods starting already, or was he just being paranoid. Safaree smiled down at her anyways. This was the woman he was in love with, since he was 14, and she was carrying his baby. He was in love, and he couldn't be any happier.

“Hey baby mama,” He said, as he went and took a seat on the couch next to her. He pulled her into his lap.
Her annoyed expression soon left her face as a small smirk replaced it. She placed her notebook to the side. She stared at him for a little bit before slowly getting off of him; she wanted to take things slow so that they would actually last this time around. Safaree didn't see it as anything and followed her. He stepped into her personal space causing her chest and Safaree’s chest to lightly press up against each other.

“Hey baby daddy,” She said seductively revealing her dimples.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and abruptly pulled their bodies even closer. It was clear slow was the last thing he wanted to go. He bent down, and kissed her forehead. He pulled her back down with him onto the comfortable L shape sofa.
“What are you down here thinking so hard about?” He questioned releasing his grip.
She straddled him and picked up her notebook she had been writing in.
“Just a game plan,” She answered doodling love hearts in the back of the book as Safaree peered over her shoulder to see what she had in that little notebook of hers.
“For what?” Safaree pushed her for some more answers. He was use to Nicki coming up with weird things. But this was just bizarre.
“What you mean for what? You know...Now that I’m pregnant...“ She paused and thought about what she just said.
He looked at her puzzled when she didn’t continue. She was smiled into his bare chiseled chest that she loved so much.
“What?” he asked. Looking down at her.
“ I’M PREGNANTTTTTTTTTTTT,” She screamed.
Safaree laughed at her silliness. He was glad to see her this happy.
“Like faree... this is REALLY happening,” She said in a trance.
“Yea it is! You think you ready?”
“Me? I’ve been ready! Imma be the best mommy the world has ever seen,” She boasted.
“What about me?”
“Yea yea. You'll be aight, ” she joked.
“Oh okay play me like that then,” They laughed together.
“No but seriously, a lot of things are gonna change. I need to speed up this album process. I know I said I didn’t want to rush, but that’s the only option right now. I know after the baby I won’t have nearly as much time. And I haven’t even talked to Manny yet. I gotta tell him there’s no way I can do promo when I put the album out, because I’ll be too far along by then. My babies are gonna be so mad, but it’s what I have to do. AND on top of everything I gotta tell wayne. Like Ugh, I don’t know how I’m gonna do all of this,” She said worried.
Safaree stared at her with a blank face.
“ Are you done rambling?”
She gave him a dead face.
“Look Nic everything is going to be okay. I’ll figure everything out in the studio, and i’ll talk to Manny about scheduling and stuff”
"Really?" She asked excitedly.
"Yea. I make sure my woman ain't worrying her little head," He said sweetly as he ran is hands down her long natural hair.
“Thanks faree! but What about wayne?” She asked concerned.
“Oh you on your own with that one.”
“What? Why?”
He laughed. “He’s your boss not mine,”
“You’re a jerk.” She said picking her notebook up and getting off him.
He shook is head smiling, ignoring her pout.
            Moments later it fell silent. Nicki was over in the kitchen actually planning something in her book. She looked over her notes intently. Safaree gazed at her overworking nature. They weren’t use to being so talkative with each other. It had been a while since they had been cordial. Before the pregnancy event, they had been going at it daily. It got so bad that they practically avoided conversation. So Safaree didn’t know whether to enjoy this silence, or be slightly worried their relationship was only built on sex, and not actual bonding moments. Nicki abruptly ending the silence with her sudden “ah ha” moment.
“OH! I forgot to tell you. We need to tell my mommy about this addition,” She said subconsciously rubbing her barely noticeable bump.
“Uh you sure you want to tell her now? Maybe we should wait a li-“
“Wait for what?” She looked at him sternly.
He could tell by the change in her attitude that he had said the opposite of what she wanted to hear.
“I don’t, i’m just a little nervous you know?” He stuttered.
Truth be told he thought they should wait until she got further a long in case there are some side affects from the alcohol, and might affect the baby. He didn’t want to get the family attached and then have to detach them from the situation.
“Yea I get it, but I know if I don’t tell mommy soon she’ll find out.”
“How?”
“The hell if I know! She got some weird mother instinct type shit. I’ll never understand it. She knows when i’m holding secrets. I remember this one time I came from school and she knew immediately that I was holding back something.”

*Flash Back*

I opened the door to our small two-bedroom house. I skipped class after first period today, but she shouldn’t find out, because of the way I did it. I smelt the food she was cooking.
“Hey mommy,” I greeted her, dropping my backpack on the couch like I always did.
“Hi baby how was school,” She asked me focusing on the food.
“It was good. I’m gonna go upstairs to take a shower. P.E. was the worst today.” I rushed toward the steps, but she called me back.
“Come here!” She demanded.
‘Damn’ I thought to myself. I walked back towards the kitchen, and popped my head in the door way.
“Yes Ma’am?”
“No hug or kiss today?” She asked me.
“Sorry mommy I just didn’t want to, because I feel icky from class.” I lied.
“You know I don’t care. Bring it in now,”
I pecked her on the cheek, and embraced her. As soon as I was about to let go, she grabbed my neck, bent it to the side, and pulled my turtle neck down.
“What the hell is this?” She asked looking at my awful purple hickey.
Oh my God she is going to literally kill me.
“Don’t yah ear me talkin to yah? Answer me nuh?”
I knew I screwed up. She never gets too mad, and when she does, her accent comes out just like it was now.
“In class I-” She cut me off.
“Don’t you open yah mouth to lie to me Onika.”
I didn’t know what to do, I couldn’t lie, but I’d be damned if I told her the truth.
When I didn’t answer she pushed me away from her, and gave me a weird glance.
“What’s gotten into yah? I don’t know why you think it’s alright to-“ She froze, and looked me up and down, as if she was searching for something on my body.
I was so nervous, why was she looking at me like that. It was quiet, and then she charged at me and slapped me across my face. I cringed at the pain.
“ YOU HAD SEX ONIKA?"
My heart almost leaped out of my chest, and my face felt like it had literally drooped to the ground.
“ W..Wh…What? no mommy…” I said trying to sound convincing..
“Yah think I was born yesterday huh? You think I can’t tell when my daughter has been up to something?”
I didn’t reply I just looked towards the ground.
“How many times?” She asked with her eyes closed..
She walked back and forth in the kitchen trying to calm herself.
“OPEN YOUR DAMN MOUTH WHEN I SPEAK TO YUH.”
“once…” I said barely above a whisper.
“Speak up!”
“Once. I’ve only done it once. Today was my first time,” I replied.
I was so embarrassed; I couldn’t believe I had to have this conversation with my mother.
“Yah ever heard dat sayin’ ‘If yah age pon di clock, yah too young for di cock’,” I cringed. This was such an embarrassing moment.
“GO UPSTAIRS RIGHT NOW, AND WASH UP. YOU FIND A WAY TO GET THAT NONSENSE OFF YOUR NECK! YAH HEARD MEH? AND WHEN YOU COME BACK DOWN, I GOT SOMETHIN' FOR YAH BIG GYAL SELF.”

“So yeah we gotta tell her like asap,” Nicki said concluding her story.
Safaree was laughing.
“You think that was funny? My life flashed before my eyes that day. I’ll never keep a thing from her again.”
"But you did."
"I know. I promised I'd never hide something but had to. I couldn't tell her everything." She explained.
"Well technically there was no reason to hide because she found out anyways," He said continuing to laugh.
"Shut up you doof,"
He chuckled.
“ By the way I ain’t mean to get you in that much trouble.” He said.
She looked at him weird.
“What do you mean?”
“That day we skipped school. If i’d known that you were going to get in that much trouble I would’ve waited.”
“Umm…Safaree....babe You didn’t get me in trouble. Brandon did…”
There was a weird silence.
“I thought… I thought you said I was your first?” He asked sounding a little hurt.
“Did I tell you that?”
“Um yea…you did.”
“ Oh. Well then I just was really horny, and wanted you to take control, so I pretended like I was some innocent virgin. Sorry guy.” She said nonchalantly.
“Wow… that kind of explains a lot now…” He said thinking about all the cool tricks she use to do.
“Anyways, back to the point. When do we tell mommy and family?”
“We’ll call her later on this week. I promise,” He reassured her, and She smiled.
“Okay good, now baby daddy carry me upstairs,” She stated holding her arms out, waiting for him to pick her up.
“No.” he said.
“Yes” she argued.
“No”
“Yes”
“No,”
Nicki looked down at her stomach and back up at him.
“The best dad award goes to Safaree Samuels who doesn’t want to take his beautiful PREGNANT girlfriend up the stairs, WHILE carrying his child! What a dad ladies and gentlemen,” Nicki said mimicking a commentators voice.
He rolled is eyes, and grunted.
“Why do I always fall for your guilt trips? They’re not even that good.” Nicki smiled at him caving in as he swooped her up marriage style.
“Yay!!!!” Nicki chanted.
He just shook his head. He now had to get use to the fact that there were two people who needed him a hundred percent, but little does he know how hard that is going to be.

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“I’LL BE DOWN IN THE GARAGE, DON’T WASTE TIME,” Safaree yelled from downstairs.
“OKAY JUST GIVE ME 10 AND I’LL BE DOWN.” Nicki yelled back.
Nicki walked out her master bathroom with a crisp white towel wrapped around her petite body. When she walked over to her night stand, her phone lit up. It was a text from Wayne saying that she could come over the studio tomorrow. Along with his text was a missed call. She couldn’t identify who it was, because it wasn’t a number installed in her phone. She sat on the bed, put her phone on speaker, and let her towel fall as she lotioned herself. It rang for a while, and then on the last ring, a voice of excitement blared through the phone.
“NIC?”
“Oh Hey Tony!” She said happily.
“Did you get a new phone? I didn’t recognize your number.” She asked.
“Yea I did. That’s Why i’ve been trying to reach you. I wasn’t sure if you’d even call back.”
“Well I did.”
“ So how are you? Is everything okay? I’m still mad at myself for dropping you off in that intense home environment.”
Nicki laughed at the way he was already so protective over her.
“I’m fine Tone."
"What did you say I didn't catch that?"
"I SAID i'm fine Tone."
The phone fell silent. Then out of nowhere Tony's loud scream blared through the phone.
“WHOOOOOHOOOO.”
“What the hell? What you screaming in my damn phone for?” Nicki asked him confused.
“Well technically I screamed into my phone and you just happened to hear it."
She rolled her eyes at his technicalities.
"BUT I HAVE ARRIVED!” He answered.
“Arrived to what? Where are you?”
“No like I have arrived to nick name status! I’m so in there bra!
Nicki busted out laughing. She didn’t even realize she had given him a nick name. This boy was seriously entertaining to her. He was so corny, but she liked it.
“Boy sit down! I didn’t even mean to call you that, it just happened.”
“Oh nah don't down play this.,” They both laughed at his attempt to sound way more urban than he was.
“Shut up! But Tone guess what?” She said cheerfully.
“What?”
“I have the inside scoop about your job.”
He didn’t understand what she meant.
“I’m gonna tell you first, hopefully if you bring attention to it, you’ll get a promotion,” She continued to inform him.
“Okay…what is it?”
“All your pregnancy test are defected, and there needs to be a recall,”
“Really? Oh wow, thanks! I could get big money if I get the word out fast enough. Good looking out,” He said excitedly.
Nicki smiled waiting a couple of seconds to see if he got her hint.
“Wait…does this mean…”
“I’m pregnant!” She blurted out.
“Oh my gosh! Wow congrats Nicole.” Nicki cringed at the fact that he still didn’t know who she really was.
“I’m happy for you. I could tell that this is something you really wanted,” He said practically lying.
He was happy for Nic, but he was starting to have feelings for her, but that wouldn’t change the way he would be a friend to her.
“Well yea we need to meet up again sometime, because I gotta tell you some things,” She said referring to the fact that he has no clue that she isn’t Nicole.
They continued to share laughs as Nicki finished getting dressed. They talked about all the things they won’t do next time they go out, and how weird their friendship had evolved. Nicki mentioned how she didn’t know exactly what to wear anymore now that she’s pregnant. She let him know that she wasn’t showing yet, but she was already insecure. He let her know that she would look fine. As their conversation went on longer than they expected, Safaree was still waiting for Nicki in the car. After sitting there for a good thirty minutes he decided that he needed to go check on her.
“NICKI!!!” He yelled from downs the stairs.
She didn’t reply. She couldn’t hear him over the loud speaker phone giggles and conversation.
“NICKI!” He yelled once more, but still no response.
He started to worry. What if something was going wrong again. He ran up the stairs and when he reached her room, the door was cracked open. He heard her speaking to someone. She was whispering now, so he listened in.
“You were not that great,” He heard her say.
“Well next time I gotta put it down better,” She giggled.
“Well once this is over, I can tell everyone about what happened.”
Safaree’s temperature started to rise. He had no clue what she could have been talking about or to whom she was even speaking to, but he didn’t want to argue. So he just shut it down. He partially bust through the door.
“What’s taking so long yo?” He asked as if he wasn’t annoyed.
She leaped a little bit when she heard the door open.
“Hey Tony, I’ll call you back another time… Alright…bye.”
She looked at him nervously trying to see if he was mad. She stood up, picked up her purse, and walked towards him.
“Look Safaree, I about th-’’
“It’s fine. Let’s get outta here,” He said walking back down the stairs and into the garage.
Nicki wasn’t sure if that was an honest “fine” or a “fine, this is a pass, but next time it won’t be”
She shrugged her shoulders, not knowing which one it is, as she followed suit and into the garage.
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*Safaree’s POV*
We walked into the deserted grocery hand in hand. I didn’t want to have to deal with paparazi, so I just brought her to this old spot.
“Safaree you sure this place is even open,” She said scanning the place.
“We inside aren’t we?” I said with an attitude.
She side eyed him.
I smirked.
            Nicki observed the old shelves, and barely standing celling. She was getting anxious to get out of there. I felt her body grow tense, and I squeezed her hand to reassure her everything would be cool.
As we walked further into the place, the atmosphere began to change. The lighting in the area became brighter. There was a sign that read "The Real Wilkins Market".
Nicki seemed confused. She slowed down her pace. When I wasn't slowing down with her she stopped, and let go of my hand. I continued to walk though just to annoy her.
"Safaree!" She said raising her voice.
I stopped in my tracks and turned around laughing.
"What the fuck is funny?" She asked agitated.
"Where are you taking me? This doesn't look like no grocery store."
I walked over to her, grabbed her hand and pulled her along.
"What the hell, Safaree stop," I continued.
"I said st-" She was cut off by the sudden beaming lights of the old fashioned market he was leading her to. She stared in awe.
I looked at her expression and smiled.
"Is this a good enough grocery store?" I asked her.
She smiled widely.
"Yes."
"Great." I replied dryly grabbing a hold of her hand once again as we entered.
When we walked in we could see the whole place. It no longer looked like a beat down farmers markert; it was modernized. The lights were as bright as day, the fresh vegetables were all on, and the red meat was in a glass stainless steel display. Everywhere was so clean, and in it's place. I led us pick up a basket.
"You got the list?" I questioned.
"Mmhm. hold on."
She let go of my hand to reach into her over sized louis vuton purse.
"Here." She handed to me.
I read the fist thing off the list which was pasta.
"Okay I think that's over here," I informed her as I walked to a familiar direction.
She followed behind me, as she continued to observe the place. Once I got the pasta I placed it in the basket Nicki was holding, and looked for the next thing on the list.
We had done this list thing for about an hour.
"Catch!" Nicki Said tossing me the bar of whole cheese.
I snapped my head towards her direction barely catching it.
"You could've warned me," I complained.
"I did. Hence the word Catch." She defended as she walked over to me.
I gave her a fake angry face and thew the cheese in the basket. She giggled.
I stared at her for a little taking in her beautiful smile. I had to have her. I pulled her into my embrace. She lightly placed her hand on my chest and smile up at me.
"What boi?"
I didn't rely. I bent down and captured her lips. The soft touch of her lips always made my heart beat fast. It was a light kiss until she took her hand and stared caressing the back of my head. I deepened the kiss allowing her lips to lock even harder togther. Nicki rose to the tip of her toes and brought her other hand up, now resting her arms on the back of my neck. I felt like she was asking for it, so I gave it to her as I slowly snuck my tongue in her mouth. She added fuel to the fire by letting her tongue play with mine. A faint moan came from her lips, and I just wanted to take her right there and-
*THWACK*
My thoughts were cut off by the loud sound of our eggs cracking. My grip on the basket had loosened, and I dropped it.
"Damn." She said letting her arms fall back to her sides.
"My bad." I apologized and went to try and clean up the mess.
Nicki grabbed my hand stopping me.
"How bout we just leave it there and leave?" She whispered.
"But-"
"Yea that sounds like a good Idea to me. So lets go." She said as she walked away.
I quickly took the eggs out the basket. I didn't want to just leave it there in the middle of the aisle so I just slid it under one of the vegetable stands. I picked up the basket and ran after her. She was practically already in line. I observed her from the back. She is so damn sexy, I can't believe I get this all to myself. She turned around and took the basket out of my hands, as she placed each item on the belt. I stood behind her and let my crotch rest on her butt so she knew what I was thinking. She shook her head and nudged me in my stomach. I smiled.
As the cashier was putting our final items in the bag I pulled my phone out and sent he a text that read: "You better be glad that we're in public."
I watched her look at it, and then put it down.
SweetTreat: "And you better be glad I ain't horny, otha wise you'd be sorry."
She looked down at her phone again, but before she could reply the lady handed her the bags.
"Oh no, you can give these to him." She told the woman while pointing to me.
"He's my superman. He can handle it." She smiled at me with those dimples I loved to see.
I gathered all the bags, and she led us out through the broken down entrance. I snuck up behind her and whispered in her ear.
"So I'm super man eh?" I smirked.
"Don't fill your head up." She laughed.
I quickened my pace so I could reach her.
I kissed her neck, "mmhmm just let me live."

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