Chapter 10: You didn't Believe

Hey y'all! You probably think i'm a liar, because I said this post wouldn't take so long. Sorry for my lateness. Here is Chapter 10. Enjoy loves.
-Jodi

The emergency doors of Mt. Zion hospital busted open.

"I NEED AN ULTRASOUND, A DEFIBRILLATOR, SOME TOWELS, AND MY TOOLS! THIS ONE IS BLEEDING FAST. WE MIGHT HAVE TO GO INTO SURGERY," the female doctor screamed.

While helping the other nurses push Nicki on a gurney. Safaree ran down the hall right along side an unconscious Nicki; scared out of his mind.

"Wh...what's...WHAT'S GOING ON? WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER?" He

asked frantically.

No one had answered him. The nurses quickly got an iv set up while some other nurses tried to clean her up, and stop the bleeding.

"SOMEONE ANSWER ME!" Safaree demanded.

They gurney came to a halt, and the overworked blonde doctor approached Safaree.

"We'll take it from here. Thank you very much for bringing her here," She replied with a dry rehearsed response.

She turned away from him and started walking down the long away once again. Safaree didn't like her answer. He ran up behind her, and got a hold of her arm.

"What do you mean? What is happening to her? Explain!" He demanded.

She looked at him annoyed and un-amused at his attempt for answers.

"Sir you have 3.5 seconds to get your hands off of me,"

Safaree realized his actions and let go.

"Now, we'll let you know what is going on later, once we evaluate her. But for now we'll let security escort you to the waiting room."

Safaree's head snapped left and right seeing two large security guys rush towards him. He walked over to Nicki side and held her hand, letting them know that he's not leaving her side. Before he knew it the security guards were already behind him. Both guards grabbed one of his arms, prying him away from Nicki.

"NO! NO!. GET OFF OF ME," he yelled, try to get loose from their grip.

He managed to get free, running back to Nicki's side. He held her limp head in between his too hands, and continuously kissed her left and right cheeks. When he felt one of his arms being pulled on once again he quickly kissed her on her lips, and set her head down as gently as possible.

"GET OFF OF ME," he yelled at security.

They didn't listen. The more he tried to breakaway from their grip, the more aggressive they got. The nurses resumed pushing Nicki down the "employee only" hallway.

"I LOVE YOU NICKI!" Safaree screamed as they pushed her further and further away.

        He dropped his head when he could no longer see her. He stopped resisting against the officers and allowed them to escort him to the emergency waiting room. When they got to the room. The officers released the tight grip on Safaree's arms, letting his arms fall to his sides. Safaree fixed the placement of his hat, and the wrinkles in his t-shirt. He walked over to an available chair and sat down. Looking down at his hands he thought of all the possible reasons this could be happening. Did he do something to her when they made love? Did he hurt her when he pushed her up the wall? When none of those answers satisfied him he thought of all the things him and Nicki should have worked out. He sighed and whispered to himself,

"This is not how I imagined us," He sighed.
"I know I don't say it enough, but I love you baby...," he sat there waiting in silence allowing reality set in.
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The automatic doors opened as the cool evening breeze passed through the waiting room. TT, Sherika, and Candi stormed in searching for Safaree.

"Do you see him?" Sherika asked.

The three girls scanned the room.

"No..." TT answered confused.

"Where the hell could he be? This room ain't that large," She continued.

"There he is!" Candi exclaimed, as she swiftly walked over to his seat.

The ladies followed her. Candi placed her arm around SB's shoulder.

"Hey bro we got your text," She said.

She came from behind him, and took a seat next to him.
"Yea and we drove over here as fast as we could," Sherika added.
"What's going on?" TT questioned

"Yea safaree what happened?" Sherika asked standing in front of him.

He didn't reply. The girls looked at each other speaking with their eyes. Trying to figure out why he wasn't saying anything. TT joined Sherika and stood in front of him. Because she was the only on who really knew what Nicki and Safaree were going through, she sternly asked him.

"What the hell did she do?" Safaree lifted his head and looked at all three of them.

"I don't know," He answered calmly.

"What you mean you don't know?" Candi pressed.

He looked at her with a mean mug.

"I SAID I don't KNOW!"

The girls took one step back looking at him worried.

"I'm sorry..." He spoke quietly, regretting his tone.

"We were at the house, about to talk about something, so we headed over to the couch. as I was walking behind her out of nowhere she just started to bleed, a lot."

TT's face filled with worry as soon as he said that. She knew what this could mean.

"So she was right." She whispered to herself.

Safaree heard her say something a looked at her.
"What's that TT?"

"Nothing....just thinking about how scared you both must've been," She lied.

Candi and Sherika remained lost as to what happened.

"She was bleeding? Where?" Sherika asked.

"Did she fall and bleed from her head?" Candi added.

"No." He said, weirded out that he has to say where.

"Then where the hell from?" Candi asked.

"Her woman parts." He answered.

They all giggled when he got all 7th grade boy on them.

"She'll be alright SB." TT said trying to comfort him.

"I'll be the judge of that when I see her."

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*In the ER*

"The iv is in doctor," One of the nurses stated.

"Good! Where is the defibrillator? We need to revive her now. She's been unconscious too long."

"Here you go doctor," Another nurse said rolling in the defibrillator machine.

As the doctor set up the machine, other nurses were working on cleaning up Nicki's blood.

"Alright move." The Doctor ordered.

She rubbed the two pieces of metal together ready to lay it on Nic's chest.

"COUNT OFF" She yelled.

The male nurse did as told.

"5......4.....3......2.....1......CHARGE."

The doctor laid the two pieces on Nicki, cause her chest to jerk up.The doctor and all the nurses looked over to the EKG machine to see if Nicki's heart reacted......it didn't.

"AGAIN! This time with a positive 2 charge," She yelled.

The count off began.

"5......4.....3......2.....1......CHARGE." Nicki's chest jerked up once again, as they all looked at the machine.

"Nothing.....Really?" The doctor said worried.

"This isn't good. AGAIN!" She yelled.

"Last time! And if this doesn't work then we know what we have to tell the family." She informed her team.

"Positive 5 charge this time!"

"And if this doesn't work, then I don't know what will..." She thought to herself.

"5......4.....3......2.....1......CHARGE." Nicki's heart jerked up for the last and final time. All the people in the room snapped their heads towards the EKG machine, and waited.
            There was nothing. The room suddenly became filled with gloom. The air was dry, and you couldn't hear it, but you just knew everyone's heart started to break. The doctor looked towards the ground in disappointment. She took a deep breath in and out. She hated when things didn't go well, it pained her deeply to have to tell the family that she couldn't save them. She took one last deep breath, and she lifted her head once again, looking at her team. She could stay upset, but she had to stay strong for her team.

"You guys did a wonderful job. We did what we cou-," The doctor was cut off my the multiple beeps on the EKG machine.

A smile slowly arose on her face. Everyone looked at each other, wondering if this means what they think it does. When they looked at the doctors reaction, it confirmed their thoughts. A loud out burst of cheers suddenly filled the room.

"YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!" They all clapped.

"WOOOOOOHOOOOO," One nurse screamed.

Everyone in the room was rejoicing.

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT Settle down," the doctor said with a smile on her face.

"We still have a lot to do. We now have to figure out what's going on, and why she's still bleeding."

"So! Sarah and Rachel, take these tool and try to close up whatever is making her bleed in her vaginal area. Sharon bring out the ultra sound. Mike read what you can see from the ultra sound. And tell me what's going on as I listen to her heart and her stomach! LET'S GO, LET'S GO, LET'S GO!"

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            The emergency waiting room was still pretty quiet, with a few voices and conversations resonating through the air. The girls had taken a seat next to each other on one side of a restless Safaree. He sifted in his seat every couple seconds. He was tremendously uneasy. He took off his hat and rubbed his head. Huffing a puffing. The girls were use to his movement having been waiting for an hour now. He shot up out of his seat and paced. The girls jumped at his new coping method. He looked like he was really getting mad.

"When the fuck am I gonna see her," He asked himself.

He continued to pace back and forth. TT slowly got up about to convince him to sit down without getting him upset, but a nurse with a clipboard came through the door behind the desk, and yelled.

"The family of Onika Maraj?"

Safaree snapped out of his angered state, and practically ran to the front desk, as all three girls followed.

"Yes! That's us," He said with urgency.

"You guys can see her now. She's awake, but try to be quiet. A lot of things are happening with her body right now, and we don't want her in a high stress leveled environment understood?" The elderly nurse said.

"We understand!" They all said in unison.

"Good. Give me a second and I'll open up this side door for you."

They all walked to the door, and the moment the door buzzed signifying it was unlocked, Safaree pulled the door open faster than ever. The girls just as eager to see their friend, followed behind.The nurse walked them down the long hallway. Safaree heard and saw all the different patients.

"Haawehhhhh," one women expressed as she threw up.

Candi's shoulders raised to her ears, wincing at the horrible sound.

"Yuck," she exclaimed.

They contined to walk pass each room. More coughs and loud machines were heard as they walked. Safaree's heart sank when he saw some elderly people moments away from death, and connected to all those machines and tube. He prayed Nicki was in no way, shape, or form like the people he saw. The nurse stopped.

"Here you are. Be gentle," She said showing them into the all glass window room.

"Damnnnn," Candi whispered.

"This a nice ass room," Sherika agreed with her quietly.

They all entered slowly. Nicki laid there staring at the all white wall with her hands on her stomach. Safaree slowly touched her shoulder.

"Thank God you're okay! I was so worried about you," He said looking her in the eyes.

She whispered,

"I'm sorry."

He looked at her weird.

"Sorry? Sorry about what Nic? None of this is your fault," He told her while slowly caressing the top of her head."

No....no....no. I'm sorry. To the both of you," She repeated.

"I'm so sorry baby, I'm sorry I did this to you, and I'm sorry I hurt you like this," She pleaded, with tears falling down her face.

Safaree had no idea what she could be sorry for and what she meant by "both of you", but he wanted to find out. Before he could turn to the girls and ask them for privacy, a woman came in. She was a average hight, fair skinned woman with beautifully think blonde hair. You could tell she had a lot if shape by the way her white lab coat laid on her hips.

"Hi I'm doctor Victoria." She said shaking each girls hand.

"And you must remember me from earlier," She said holding out her hand to Safaree.

He was reluctant to shake her hand. He honestly felt like slapping it out his face, but he knew he needed to cooperate. So he accepted the gesture.

"I apologize for earlier I was just following through with the regular procedure."

"It's good," He replied obviously still upset at her.

"Well I'll be glad to tell you what's going on with her, but I'm going to have to ask you ladies to step outside for a moment," Victoria asked the girls pleasantly.

They did as told, but they all kissed Nicki on her head before leaving. When they all made their rounds the door clicked shut.

"Alrighty, so good news or bad news first?" She asked.

Nicki's washed out, colorless face, turned toward to the doctor.

"Does it matter? Nothing can get worse than this," Nicki said in a raspy voice.

Both the doctor and Safaree were confused about her response.

"Okay.....well the good news is that we stopped the bleeding!" Vitoria stated with a smile on her face.

Safaree seemed relieved also.

"That's great! That means everything is good right? Because that's what we came in here for, and you solved it." Safaree said excited.

Nicki rolled her eyes, but he didn't see. She didn't know how she wanted to feel, but right now she felt the "fuck everyone" mood.

"I wish it was that simple Mr. Samuels, but it isn't." She said regretfully.

"Well. uh.. well Then what is it Victory?" He asked pissed and worried.

He wasn't sure what this lady was about to tell him, and he didn't want it to be something big that would change their lives.

"You might want to sit down first sir," Victoria suggested.

His face twisted. He was worried as hell now. This couldn't be good.

"NO," he said sternly.

"Just tell me what is going on," he demanded.

"Okay then. This is not uncommon, but it doesn't happen too often either. Not at this level anyways."

The room became tense.

What type of bomb was this doctor about to drop, Safaree thought.

"Onika, i'm sorry to inform you that you are suffering from fetal alcohol syndrome."

The room grew quiet.

"I know." Nicki said dryly.

Victoria was confused how could she know? And Safaree was just completely confused.

"Nicki you know? You know what? What does the even mean?" Safaree frantically asked wanting answers.

Victoria answered,"It means that bec-" Nicki cut her off.

"It means...." She paused.

Her face started to quiver, indicating that her tears were about to come gushing through. "It means that I'M POISONING THE BABY EVERYONE SAID I DIDN'T HAVE," She bursted with wave of anger, pain and hurt.

She wailed, turning her face away from Safaree and Victoria. Safaree's mouth slowly gaped open hearing what she said. He couldn't believe it. She was right the whole time. He looked towards her, as he listened to her loud cries. His heart fell. He'd never heard her hurt like this before. The girls outside the room wanting to bust into the room as they could see everything unraveling, but they could't, because they wanted to respect their privacy.

So What did you guys think? Loved it? Hated it? Tell me your thoughts! I know this chapter had less drama then usual, but this needed to be explained. By the way, do you guys like a lot of drama, or do you guys like just happy sunshine onikafaree, or do you like a balance of both? Please let us know. SO COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT!!!!!

Chapter 9: Loving you hurts

Hi you guys!!!!! I missed you guys so freaking much. I just want to let you know that if I don't post on time it's not because I’m being lazy. A lot is going on in my life and sometimes it gets the best of me and takes up my time to write. In this chapter, there are really graphic moments. That's all I'll say about that. I really can't wait to hear your feedback; I seriously love your comments. This chap. opens a door for a lot of things, so I really hope you guys enjoy it. Anyways I'm gonna stop talking. GO READ.
- Jodi :)

*The Next Morning*

I shot up out of my sleep, breathing really hard. I was trying to catch my breath. I had sweat all over my forehead. I must have had a nightmare. I wonder what I was dreaming about. I felt a slight draft coming from the cracked window. My nipples immediately became hard. I never sleep with my clothes off... but I guess it was hot last night. I brought arms up to stretch when I felt a draft again. I got up and shut the annoying window. Damn, that was loud. I put my hand to my head rubbing it. Shit gave me a headache. Just as I was about to go back to bed I realized something. I don't have windows in my room this small. I looked around the place some more. This is not even my room...what the fuck. I ran back to the bed side, searching for my clothes, and my belongings. I picked up my bra and leggings. I put everything on ready to get out of this mysterious place. Where am I? I looked up, and I noticed a body on the bed. I was officially in panic mode. All I could think of was please please PLEASE lord I hope I did sleep with this man. I slowly walked over to that side of the bed and there Tony was. Effortlessly laying there, revealing his bare skin. I reached out and lightly shook him,

"Tony....Tony wake up!" I whispered. He shifted, but didn't get up. I rose my hand and brought it down hard. Waking Tony up with a slap.

"I said wake the fuck up." I glared at him.

"AHHH?" He screamed.

I squinted my eyes at his loud scream.

"Can you be quiet please. You're giving me a massive headache." He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Look. We need to talk so get up."

He pulled the covers back and slowly got out of bed. He stood tall over me. He barely had any clothes on, but I was too busy worrying about other things to even be turned on. He looked down at me with a weird look.

"Let's go to the kitchen. I'll make us some coffee, because this hangover is not a joke." He said.

I shook my head in agreement.

" I know it's your house and everything but could you put on some pants first?" He nodded.

"Yea sure. I'll be right back, you can go ahead into the kitchen just open this door right there." He started to walk into his closet.

"Oh wait!" I said.

He turned around and looked at me questionably.

"Put on a shirt too please." He smiled.

"Sure. I know my body is too hard to resist." He said while walking away.

I got scared. Was he saying that to be funny or was he saying that because maybe we did do something last night. Oh my God this can't be happening. I continued to think about all the terrible outcomes of last night, as I walked into his kitchen. I pulled out out a chair and sat down. I tapped my nails on the table. Safaree must be worried as hell. But what the hell am I gonna tell him "oh I spent the night at my new friend Tony's house," he would go bizerk. Especially with all the stuff that's been going on. I lost my train of thought when Tony walked into the kitchen. He stared at me as if he was ready to say "hi" again but didn't want to be annoying. So we let the awkward silence take control. I watched him as he walked to the kitchen counter, and searched for some coffee in the cabinets. He rummaged through all his baking Goods. I guess he couldn't find it because a confused look emerged across his face.

"Hey! Don't worry about the coffee just sit down," I told him.

"You sure it only takes a couple minutes I can just -" I cut him off

"I'm sure! Now sit down because we need to talk." He shrugged his shoulders in response to my demand.

He took a seat across from me at the small wooden table. He sat there and looked me in the eyes, waiting for me to talk. Why does he always look me in the eyes? That's really intimidating. It's as if he's looking through me. I got uncomfortable so I looked down at my fidgeting fingers.

"What the hell happened last night?" I asked. Still looking down, I awaited his response.

"You called me to come hang out with you at cashmere's and we turned up," He answered with too much glee. I cringed at the thought of turning up not only with someone I barely know, although he's a nice guy, but the fact I can't really remember anything. This is bad. I don't get reckless like this.

"I can't remember anything," I said looking at him worried.

"Yea, that's because you were fucked up," He laughed. I gave him a concerned stare.

"How "fucked up”?"

"Lets put it this way....You were gone," He said trying not to laugh again.

"Oh no," I whispered.

"I didn't ask you to take me home? I didn't try to call for a ride?" I asked him questionably. It didn't sound like me. Well at least the mature adult me.

"Nah, none of that. But we were both pretty wasted so I got us a cab anyways,"

"Oh, but there was this one guy..." He said. My eyes grew bigger when I heard him say that.

"He was trying to take you in his car, but I was like hell no! I'm not going to let some weird guy just pick you up. He could be a rapist or something." He explained. I was confused. What weird guy was trying to pick me up? Maybe they found out who I really was. Ghat damn Nic you put yourself in so much danger.

"Who was the guy? Did he tell you his name?"

"I really don't know Nicole, I was too wasted to actually comprehend anything." I sighed.

"But I do remember him having a black SUV, but I don't know what kind." I grew interested again.

"Did he have tattoos?" I asked.

"I don't know. Maybe, I couldn't see."

"Was he dark skin? Pretty tall? Around your height?" Tony frowned trying to think back as much as he could.

"Yea actually he did. How'd you know?" Tony questioned me.

My eyes grew wide.

"He knows I was with you and how drunk I was." I said to myself barely above a whisper.

This is bad..... This is really bad. I need to get back home.

"What was that?" He asked.

"Nothing." I reassured him suddenly feeling depressed again.

"I'm so sorry for all this inconvenience I really am-" He cut me off.

"What do you mean? I had a great time with you. Matter of a fact we should hang out more,"

"NO-" I raised my voice.

He looked at me worried. I remembered who I was talking to and lowered my tone,

"No...don't say that. You don't mean that!" There was silence.

"It's about time I head back home but there is one thing I need to ask you,"

"Sure," He answered unsure what was to come next.

" I Need you to be completely honest with me Tony," I stared at him and he nodded agreeably.

"This morning I woke up in your bed with-" I paused when I saw him look down at the table. He seemed to be getting ashamed. Which probably means we had sex. Oh my God this is not happening. He called out to me bringing me back to earth. I guess he saw the discomfort in my face.

"Continue."

"This morning I woke up in your bed with only one article of clothing on. Which was my thong. Everything else was on the floor...." He was quiet.

"Tony look at me," His gaze focused on me.

"Did we have sex last night?" I asked as I put both elbows on the table, covering my eyes with my hands.

"No." He said in a low voice.

I looked up at him in shock.

"Really? Thank God. But why was I naked then?"

"You were drunk Nicole. When you got into the apartment you were still acting as if you were a stripper. So you actually did strip. That's all."

"Oh my fucking gosh. How stupid." It was quiet.

"Well like I said..." I stood up from my seat and gathered my things.

"I'm really sorry for imposing myself on you like this. It's really embarrassing. But I have to go now." He got out of his seat.

"How are you gonna get home?"

He asked me concerned.

"I'll just call a taxi or something," Well I really was just going to call my driver Mason, but I couldn't tell him that.

"What? No way. Let me take you home." He offered.

"No I'm fine. Thank you though."

He walked over to the main kitchen top and grabbed his keys.

" I insist. Lets go."

"Wait."

He threw me a sweat shirt of his.

"Stay warm." He said.

How could I turn that down? He's really sweet and I owe him a lot for involving him in this mess. I followed him throughout his beautiful decorated halls in his small modern apartment, and out the door we went.

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"Thanks for dropping me home," Nicki said looking out his car window.

"No problem." Tony said looking at her worried.

"Nic are you sure you want to be here by yourself?"

She turned and looked at him.

"I'm not alone.......but I feel like I am," She answered faintly.

"Is there something going on in there? Is someone hurting you?"

She did answer. She was In a trance again.

"That's it. You're coming back home with me." Tony demanded.

Nicki snapped out of it and put her hand on his thigh,

"No. I'm fine. I need to be home. Thank you though." She said giving him a weak smile.

"Alright well I'm at least walking you inside," He pushed his door open and got out. By the time he got to Nicki's side she was already at the door door step. He jogged up to her, as she stood there wearing one of his shirts and her arms wrapped around her chest. He stood behind her in efforts to protect her in case something happened. Nicki's eyes stiffened when she saw Safaree peek out the window. They both heard the door unlock, but no one opened it. Tony whispered,

"What's going on?"

Nicki ignored him and walked up to the door. She twisted the knob and it was open. Safaree didn't want to open the door so he just unlocked the door.

"Nicole. Say something," Tony said grabbing a hold of Nic's shoulder. Nicki shrugged her shoulder to get his hand off of her. She spoke with her back facing him,

"Don't call me that. I'm not who you think I am. Sorry for bringing you into my mess. You can go now."

And with that Nicki walked into her house and slammed the door shut. Leaving Tony standing outside befuddled.

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Nicki stood behind the door feeling like shit. She felt bad for treating Tony like that and she wasn't ready for what Safaree was about to say. She collected herself and walked to the kitchen. Safaree was there pacing back and forth. His fist were balled up and his teeth were clenched. Nicki could tell he was pissed. His jaw line was visible. She wasn't in the mood to fight with him. She was still upset at him. She wanted him to feel her pain. So she ignored his actions, and walked to her mini bar. She pulled out a shot glass, and a new bottle of GTV vodka. She poured the liquid in the cool glass, and threw it back. She let the burning drink slide down her throat slowly. When she swallowed, she quickly poured up another drink. Safaree came to a halt, and looked at her with anger,

"So is that the shit you were doing last night?"

She threw the second shot back ignoring him.

"HUH?" He yelled.

She didn't answer. He walked towards her fiercely. When she heard his feet getting closer she spoke up.

"Yea...that's what I was doing, and I was having a hella good time," She replied pouring yet another drink, ignoring the fast that he was towering over her.

"Oh yea. I know you were. BECAUSE YOU FUCKING EMBARASSED ME LAST NIGHT!" Safaree screamed in her face. Nicki truley couldn't remember anything, but he didn't know that.

"What the hell are you talking about?" She asked.

"I'M TALKING ABOUT ME PULLING YOUR ASS OFF THAT DAMN STRIPPER POLE AND TRYING TO TAKE YOU HOME BUT YOU SAID NO," Safaree screamed.

Nicki looked down at the counter trying to recall any of this, but she couldn't.

"YOU CALLED ME A "Meanie" AND SAID I HURT YOU. YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A FUCKIN ABUSER! ALL BECAUSE YOU CAN'T HANDLE YOUR SHIT, YOU ALWAYS GOTTA LASH OUT." Safaree walked away and started pacing again. He was heated.

"You don't have to yell at me and be all in my face," Nicki said sheepishly.

Safaree face contorted. Her stomped over to her.

"Are you out of your mind?" Safaree asked, really crushing the space between them. Nicki was scared. She rarely ever saw him this angry, and when she did, she could never stop him.

"YOU HAD ME READY TO KILL A NIGGA LAST NIGHT! TALKIN BOUT SOME "she's going with me". HAD THE NERVE TO TELL ME I CAN'T BRING MY GIRL HOME. AND YOU AGREED WITH HIM," Nicki's heart sunk when she heard the hurt in his voice.

"Who is IS that nigga anyways nic? Since you thought it was okay to go home with him."

She looked down at her feet ashamed.

"He's this guy I met at the store the other night," She answered quietly.

"Did you sleep with him?" He asked her nonchalantly.

She looked at him shocked.

"DID YOU SLEEP WITH HIM ONIKA?" He screamed.

"NO!" She yelled back pisssed that he would even think that.

"But maybe I should have. Maybe he could've got me pregnant." She said trying to hurt him. Safaree had it. He took his arms and swiped them across the granite counter top. Causing the bottle of Vodka and the glass cup to shatter into a million pieces. He turned, grabbed the collar of her shirt, and forced her up against the wall.

"You come in here in this Otha niggas clothes then have the NERVE to say I couldn't get you pregnant AS IF I'm disabled. WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM? YOU BETTER GUESS A FUCKING GAIN, BECAUSE IF I EVER SEE THAT NIGGA EVER AGAIN HE'S DEAD. LITERALLY I'LL PUT SIX BULLETS STRAIGHT INTO THAT SKULL OF HIS," He screamed, literally two inches away from her face. He was about to continue, but he paused when he saw the fear in her eyes. He instantly felt terrible.

"I can smell all that alcohol on your breath," He said calmly staring into her eyes. Indirectly apologizing.

She didn't reply. She was still shaken up by his reaction, but she replied with her eyes. They just looked at each other, not saying a word. Nicki's fear slowly disappeared when she looked through him, knowing that that's not the guy she loves. It’s a monster that never comes out unless you pushed him. She'd caused all if this. She provoked him to get like this, instead of just telling him how she felt. Suddenly she brought both of her hands to his face, and slowly leaned in to kiss him. She captured his soft lips, kissing him like it was the last time. He didn't resist. His grip on her shirt had broken, and he picked her up allowing her legs to wrap her legs around his waist. They passionately kissed for a while as Safaree's hands roamed all over her butt, and her hands caressing the back of his head. They were breathing heavily, as they grew more intimate.

Safaree pulled away and looked at her. Not a look asking for approval, and not a look of anger, but with a look ok infatuation. He loved this woman, no matter what they were going through. After a couple of moments later, Safaree walked near the door where the steps were and carried her up the stairs, and into the bedroom.

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*Nicki's point of view*

I slowly kissed his neck, taking in the sent of his new Calvin Klein Cologne. I loved the way Safaree's soft skin felt against my lips. He slammed my bedroom door shut and put me down. I looked at him confused.

"What is it? Why'd you stop me?" I asked.

He didn't reply. He just walked up to me and stopped. He looked down on me. I was nervous, because I couldn't read him. Then out of no where he grabbed Tony's shirt I was wearing and literally ripped it off my body. I was left in my push up bra from last night, and before I knew it he reached to my back and ripped my bra hooks. I stood there bare, with my chest out. I was so turned on at this point, I needed him in me at that moment. But he gave me a look, and I knew we needed to undress ASAP. We both wanted each other. I quickly slid down my pants and he took off his shirt. He reached for his belt and I stopped him.

"Let me," I said.

He was reluctant, but I insisted. Safaree never liked me giving him head before he pleased me. He said a man is supposed to take care of his woman first. But I wanted to let him know how much I wanted him.

I unbuckled his Gucci belt and zipped his jeans down. I could see his dick hard and erect, ready to break free from his pants. I slowly pushed his briefs and jeans down and there stood 8 long thick inches of glory. I bent down getting on my knees, but he stopped me and ran to the bed. I wondered what he was doing. He came with a pillow and put it on the ground. He's such a gentleman. I got down, and held it in my hands. I stuck my tongue out and circled around his tip. He stared at me with lust. As I began to please him. I licked slowly up and down his shaft, getting him moist. When I was read I opened my mouth and shoved his dick straight to the back of my throat. He jerked as I gagged. I bobbed my head back and forth, making him groan. I slurped and massaged his balls. I could tell he was in a trance, I live to please him. I used one hand to go up and down his shaft. I bobbed my head sucking the tip of his dick. In and out, in and out. I noticed he was stepping further away. I did a few more slurps and he jerked away. His climax was near. He took a hold of my arm and directed me to the bed. He laid down then gave me the signal to lay on top of him. I sat on his stomach for a while. I looked down, tracing my fingers across my name tatted on his chest. I bent down and slowly kissed the tatt. When I looked back up he reached out his hand touching my face. He pulled me down and captured my lips oh so softly. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and he accepted, letting both of our tongues dance around with each other. wet. I broke the kiss and slid down his body. I felt his dick press up against my ass, ready for me. I reached back and got a hold of his dick. I propped myself up and slowly slid him into me.

"Shhhhhittttt," I whispered.

I eased up letting him slide out of me. I'on know why I thought I could take him straight up like that. He chuckled.

"You think you tough now?" He question.

I just rolled my eyes. He's too damn cocky...literally.

"Hold me," He demanded.

I did as told. I laid on his chest, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I rested my head on his shoulder, while I kissed his smooth chocolate skin. I felt his hands grip my ass, and before I knew it he was spreading my cheeks and sliding back in again. I tensed up.

"It's okay. I got you," He said reassuring me.

I felt him entering me inch by inch, and after a while I losing my self. I started to moan. He pumped long deep strokes. He knew that drove me crazy. My eyes were closed, trying to compose myself.

"Faster," I moaned in his ear.

"What?" He asked, slowing his strokes down.

"I said faster, " I whined.

"I can't really hear you," He joked practically stopping.

I started to ride him myself. He grabbed my waist stopping me.

"Oh nah you know it doesn't work like that,"

"Stop teasing faree," I said almost crying.

"Ask for it properly."

"FASTER DAMNIT," I screamed.

Before I could even take a breath he thrusted into me fast and hard.

"AHHHHH FUCK," I screamed.

"What's Wrong? I thought you wanted is fast....er," He mocked, thrusting even harder.

"Oh shit....oh shit..ohhh shittttt." I couldn't take it anymore. I tightened my hold on his dick, and rode him. He broke my rhythm, when he sat up and got out the bed still deep in me. He stoop up,

"Open'em."

I widened my legs allowing him to hook his arm around my knees. I knew this position pretty well, and the damage it can do. I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to pull and hold myself up.

"Hold on tight."

He picked me up, and pounded into me.

"Fuckkk," He Grunted. I wasn't sure what was turning me on more, the feeling between my legs or the feeling of my ass and boobs rubbing all over his skin, every time I came down on him.

"Sa...far...ee," I said trying to catch my breath.

"I'm gonna...,"

"You Gonna what? Tell me baby. What you gone do?"

"I gonna cum," l moaned.

"No you not." He said taunting me.

"I...ooo shit. I can't...I can't...slow down," He didn't listen. He started kissing and sucking my neck, pounding even harder. I couldn't even think straight. The sound of out skin slapping together got louder.

"Please...Safaree...hold on hold on hol'on," I begged.

He whispered on my neck.

"Don't punk out now, this what you wanted."

I tilted my head back, letting my tears fall slowly down my face. I was loving this feeling, I couldn't take it, and I was crying because I couldn't be sure if this bond would ever be shared again. He took one last long stroke,

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH," I screamed in absolute pleasure.

"Damnnnnn," He said out of breath, as we came together.

He walked us back to the bed, as we crashed on our sheets.

My legs quivered. I was literally weak in the knees. Safaree looked at me, and I stared back. I could tell he wanted to ask something, but whether he was going to say something positive or negative, I knew I didn't have the words right now. I climbed on top of him, rested my hands on his chest, and bent down kissing his soft lips. When I got my strength in my legs back I got off and went into the bathroom.

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Safaree's POV

I can't believe that just happened. I thought as I took a shower. I've made love to Nicki many times before, but that was different. We were angry at each other. We were hurting, and that was our medicine. There's no denying it now. We clearly love each other. But some how we continue to damage what we have. I need to talk to her once and for all. No running away or anything. We're going to understand each other. I walked out the shower and dried off. I picked out some black sweats and a red T-shirt. I'm still pissed at the situation, but I'm not trying to scare her. I put my loafers on, and went downstairs looking for her. She was in the kitchen. I watched her sweep up the glass I'd broken earlier out of anger.

"I'm sorry." I said to her.

She didn't turn around.

"It's fine."

How did we get here? This is bad. I'm hurting her. How? I don't even know. I heard pain in her voice, but if you didn't know her you could never tell she was upset.

"Let me help," I insisted walking up to her.

"No. I'm good. It's done anyways," She replied dryly as she put the glass in the trash. She faced me, but didn't look me in the eyes.

"Can you put this broom away please?" She asked me.

"Yea sure."

I walked to the pantry, and did as told. When I walked back into the kitchen she was drinking again. The anger slowly built up in me again. When did she ever drink this much. This isn't like her. I shook my head.

"Nicki we need to talk. Now." I said approaching her.

She winced, squinting her eyes in pain.

"You good?"

"Yea I'm fine."

She walked to the living room, and I followed. As she bent over to pick up a pillow I saw blood on her gray track pants. I figured it was just her period. But then I realized we just had sex, she's not on her period. More and more blood filled her pants faster and faster. I ran up to her.

"NICKI YOU'RE BLEEDING LIKE CRAZY."

I turned her around, and her eyes were low.

"What?" She said drowsily. ?
What's wrong Nic? Open your eyes." said shaking her.

And before she could reply she passed out in my arms.




Okay what did you guys think? Did you like it ? Please tell me what’s going through your little funny heads. That was actually my first time writing a serious sex scene so let me know how I did. I really want to know if it was realistic.