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Last night was...interesting to say the least. Safaree had woken me up in the middle of the night and told me everything he really did yesterday. I was so tired I was just nodding at everything he said until I heard the tone of his voice switch. He's always into his feelings whenever he drinks, it's really to the extreme. But tuh, who am I to talk? Cause when I drink I'm a whole different person. I cry, I bitch, I hate you, I love you. There's no wins with me. Well, that's really just me in general but it's way worse whenever I drink.

Anyways, back to Safaree. He told me he really went to go meet with his father. I was shocked. We haven't even seen SB's dad since we were teens out in Flatbush. Safaree always wanted a relationship with his dad, whether he mentioned it or not. His demeanor always changed whenever he would see him or at the mention of his name. I asked SB why he didn't just tell me about it, but he just sat quiet. He really doesn't like talking about his relationship, or lack there of with his father. That was always a soft spot for him.

He said the thing that made him so mad when he went to meet with his dad that all he talked about was money. He didn't ask Safaree how he was or any of that. All he kept saying was he needs some money for this, or that I guess. Faree said he never once asked him anything about him. I see why he's angry about it, cause it would piss me off too. Especially if you're my father, you abused my mother and abandoned us. I should've known that's why Safaree was acting all weird whenever he got back. Whenever he even sees him Safaree has the sudden urge to drink and I hate that. I've been trying to get him to stop that but he only listens to me when he wants to. Smh.

Wait. I'm supposed to be relaxing right now. Lord, this massage is feeling too good right now. I don't even like massages from people other than Safaree but this mans hands were doing so much justice to my stressed out body right now. I felt his hands stop. Damn, I didn't even get to enjoy it. SB will definitely be giving me one later.

"Alright, Ms. Minaj. I'm all done." I lifted up but not too much so my boobs wouldn't be exposed and rested on my elbows, I turned my head to the side looking at the massage therapist. Oh my gosh, he is so fine. He looks finer than when he walked up in here. Sexy African man.

"Thank you." I smiled. He was just staring at me as if he was waiting for his tip or something as if I didn't already pay his ass. I nodded my head towards the door for him to leave and he snapped out of his gaze.

"Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am. I was just so distracted by your beauty." Oh, this corny ass pick up line is used by Africans as well? Alright. I put on a fake smile.

"I'll be in touch if I need another massage. Thank you." I watched him as he turned out of the room and my bodyguard escorted him, showing him his way out. Good. I sat up placing the towel around my body and stepped out of the room. I looked towards the door at my bodyguard standing up against it.

"You can go now." He nodded at me before turning around and leaving the house. I tightened the towel around my body and made my way to Safaree's room. I didn't see him in the room anywhere until it clicked when I heard the shower running. I bent down to reach for my thongs and went to grab one of his shirts when I just remembered we have somewhere to go today. Ugh. I just wish it was tomorrow already so the Vaks and my girls can be here.

I walked back to my room, put on my thongs and threw on some leggings and a cute shirt. I looked over towards my phone when I heard it beep. I walked over to it hoping it wasn't an annoying ass reminder from Manny. I smiled when I seen that it was a message from Candi.

We'll be there tomorrow at 11 boo! Can't wait to see you!

I smiled. I can't wait for them to get here.

Good, I miss you guys!!! Muuuuuaaaaahhhhh!!!!! Have a safe flight!!!!

That just changed my mood from ehh to excited. I really miss them, I can't wait for them to get here. Oh wait? What time is it? We're gonna be late to Tyga's birthday. Nevermind, I'm late to everything so he should expect it. And how was I supposed to know that heavenly massage was going to go overtime? I shrugged while turning around and meeting Safaree's eyes.

"Hey." I said in a small voice.

"Aye, Nic." He nodded at me as if I was one of his homeboys. I hate when he does that. I bent down and picked up my lipstick that I don't know how the hell made it to the floor. I'm never even in this damn room. I tossed the lipstick on my dresser and turned and leaned against it. I looked at him sitting down on my bed looking at me.

"You ready to go?"

I nodded my head at him and licked my lips. I don't think he can remember last night or his little breakdown. Lol, poor thing. Vulnerable ass. I guess y'all see now why I said "I can tell that you're in touch with ya feminine side." Dead. Let me leave him alone.

"Just let me finish getting my things ready and we can go." I moved off the dresser. "You driving us?"

"Yeah." I stared at him as he went to leave out the room before I stopped him. "SB, go in my closet and get me a red jacket." As he went for my closet I took my phone off my charger. I looked over myself in the mirror to make sure my make-up and hair was good. Safaree walked back in and I took the jacket out of his hand, putting it on. "Here." I handed him my phone and he put it in his pocket. "Let's go."

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We pulled up to Tyga's house and I was already annoyed before we even walked in. I already know it's about to all of YM and a bunch of other niggas, talkin about bitches, and getting drunk. I should've just told Tyga I couldn't make it, but too late. I'm already here. But I'm happy to be here, I love Tyga. We've gotten closer recently and that's my brother now, more so than just my label mate.

Safaree opened my door for me and extended his hand out. Walking up to the house, the doors were already opened. I guess he didn't want to have to go through the trouble of actually greeting his guests. I let go of Safaree's hand as we walked in. I scanned  the house for Tyga. Oh at all of this gold shit in his house. I don't see how people can have all of this gold in their house, do they not think this shit looks tacky? Whatever. It's their house, not mine. Just then I saw Tyga walkin up with Blac Chyna. I can't believe he got her pregnant. Niggas stay slippin' up.

"Aye Nic, SB."

"Hi Nicki, SB."

"Hi, Happy Birthday, babe."

I extended my arms to Tyga for a hug first while SB and Chyna shared a hug. I watched him out of the corner of my eyes making sure his eyes and hands weren't wandering. He caught my eyes and wiggled his eyebrows. This nigga. He loves to try to get a reaction out of me. I released Tyga from the hug and me and SB switched as he went to dap up Tyga and I went to hug Chyna. Oh. She wears Chloe as well? Interesting. I released her from the hug and smiled at her. Just then I guess other people walked in by the way Tyga was lookin behind us.

"Imma go catch up with them and I'll see y'all around." he put his arm around Chyna's waist and she giggled like a little girl with a high school crush or some shit.

"Aiight." SB dapped him up again before him and Chyna walked off. We began walking looking around for any familiar faces but I'm guessing all these people were Tyga's friends, family, and Chyna's friends. I smiled at random people as I walked by getting through the crowd in his house. It's a big house so I don't know why I'm barely making it through. I felt Safaree's hand on my back helping me through and I smiled as I seen Wayne and the rest of YM.

"Hey Weezy!" I bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek and gave him a hug. Aw, I miss his crazy ass. Safaree went around dapping up Mack and everybody.

"How you doin', Nic?" I played with his dreads while looking down at him.

"I'm doing absolutely amazing." I said in my british accent. Usually I use that voice when I'm lying but I really am doing good. "How are you?"

"I'm good Nic. I just be chillin." he took a sip out of his cup. He stays drinking.

"Tell the little ones I said Hi, and I miss them."

"Will do, Nic." he went back to drinking out of his cup. Lol, gotta love him right?! I moved around a finished saying hello to everyone and took a seat next to Safaree between him and Mack.

"Aye, big head!"

"Shut up, Mack." I hugged him before punching him in the arm. He laughed.

"I ain't even feel that shit."

"Whatever, Mack. We're gonna fight one day." I laughed while pointing at him. He's always trying me.

"Alright, big head. It's on."

"Pauz."

"Mhmmm." He turned his attention to Gudda who was talking about some girl. Smh. Men are such pigs. I looked around at all the people in Tyga's house. All the girls looked like strippers and all the guys looked like thugs who think they money's up. Safaree leaned closer to me and spoke up in my ear trying to be heard over this ratchet ass music.

"You want me to get you anything?"

I turned my head towards him and shook my head no. I leaned in to talk to him again when I heard my name. I paused at the sound of that voice and turned my head.

"Hey Nicki."

I smiled. Drake brought a date this time. Good. "Hi Drake." I peeped Safaree slightly roll his eyes and sat back pulling out his phone. Drake and his girl walked up closer to me.

"Hey SB." Drake said to him. I looked over at Safaree to see him give Drake a quick head nod and turn his attention back to his phone. Petty. They BOTH act like this with each other. It's so annoying. "Tiara this is Nicki, Nicki this is Tiara." I smiled at her whole was smiling back. She was really pretty actually. She looks like a sweet girl. He showed her off to the rest of YM while I went back to looking around at all the people at this party. I could hear out of the corner of my ear SB and Mack having their usual annoying ass conversation about jewelry. I don't see how they can talk about all this material shit 24/7, but whatever's good for them I guess. I shrugged and crossed my legs while looking down at my nails. I need a fill in.

"Nicki? You're looking like you don't wanna be here?" Chyna said in my ear. I looked up and gave her a smile before leaning in close to her ear.

"Just not feeling it tonight. I'm fine. How are you?"

"Good." I seen out of the bottom of my eyes her hand go over her belly. She's about 5 or 6 months now.

"Do you like being pregnant?" How I said it sounded completely different from how I meant it.

"I love it." She smiled and my smile grew. Aw, it's such a blessing to get a child. Good for her. I wish I wasn't at such a pentacle in my career. I could definitely go for a baby right now. I love kids.

"Congratulations, Chy." I gave a genuine smile this time and she smiled back.

"How's everything with you? When you gonna pop out a baby, Nicki?"

"No time soon, babe. Lemme find a man first." We laughed a little. I hope Safaree's nosy ass isn't listening. "Whenever I find a man, then I'll have a baby. Plus, I want to wait for my career to settle down. I don't want to bring a baby into the world and not be able to spend the time I want with it. I want to make sure everything's right." She nodded as I kept rambling on. Damn, I really want a baby, huh? "Sorry to kill you with that." I laughed.

"You good. You'll find someone soon and have a beautiful family."

"Thank you, Chy." I said in a soft voice and leaned back against the lounge couch. "You and Tyga will have a beautiful little family." I rubbed her belly for a quick second before putting my hand back in my lap before I pointed my finger at her. "I'm going to tell him to treat you right. He can't be playin' you when y'all have a little one now." we both laughed. I was laughing more so at the fact that she better not be tryin' to play him.

"Thank you, Nicki. I'm gonna go find his ass." She hugged me before she stood up.

"Bye." I waved at her and looked next to me at Safaree and Mack still having a jewelry conversation. Really? Really? No, for real. Really? I can't with them. I looked off to the side and my eyes met Drake's. Smh at him still staring and giving googly eyes to me when he brought a date. He could at least show a little respect for her. He bit at me like he always does, which I hate. Fuck am I? Some piece of meat? I smirked at him just a little before shaking my head and looking away. I don't know if I'm a loser or what but I was getting annoyed the longer we stayed here. There's something about being in my house with just me [with of course Safaree lingering around somewhere] that I love. Being around all these people is not for me. Or it's simply because I just wanna cuddle and watch a movie right now until I fall asleep. I snapped out of my thoughts when Safaree adjusted on the lounge couch finally finishing his talk with Mack.

"Yo, Nick. Imma go get me a drink." He went to get up but I grabbed hold of his wrist and he looked back at me confused. I cut my eyes at him before slightly shaking my head no. I leaned up and whispered in his ear.

"Do you not remember last night? No you're not." He sat back shaking his head and mumbling something under his breath. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hush, Safaree. I leaned up in his ear again ready to ditch this place. "Let's go." I said. My hand was still attached to his wrist.

"I didn't even do nothing." he shook his head again.

"Not because of YOU dumb ass." I stood up adjusting my self and we made our rounds saying goodbye to everyone.

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I walked out of the bathroom to see SB laying on his bed with his shirt off and just boxers flipping through the movies. He better not pick no scary shit cause I don't have the time. I seen him do a double take when he noticed I only had on a bra and thongs. Nigga, don't get excited. I walked over to his dresser pulling out a t-shirt for me to wear and laid it on top of the dresser. I began removing my bra and looked up to see Safaree and looking at me through the mirror with a goofy ass smirk on his face. I cut my eyes at him before taking off the bra and tossing back towards Safaree. He picked it up and looked over as if he was admiring it or some shit.

"You're such a perv." he wiggled his eyebrows and turned back around and slid his t-shirt on that slid down my body perfectly. Oh how I love wearing his t-shirts. I walked over to the bed and climbed in cuddling up to Safaree's body. He wrapped his arm around me before he started rubbing my thighs. He knows I love that. I slapped at his hand.

"No, Safaree." I leaned my head up and looked back at him. He looked down at me and our eyes met. He's always trying to look into my eyes for a deeper explanation.

"What?"

"You're not getting none tonight." I turned my head back around and face toward the tv. "Just hold me." he sighed just at the same time as the movie was starting. "You'll be fine."

"No, I won't."

"Well, you'll have to. Now hush, I wanna watch this movie." I adjusted in his arms and against his body getting more comfortable. He kissed the back of my neck and I gave a small smile still looking at the TV. He gripped me tighter concealing his grip on me. For some reason, something about that made me start thinking about us. Why don't we just make "us" official? Everything's there, all the signs are there, all the emotions are there, all of the physical emotions are there. Ugh. See, here I go thinking again every time I'm suppose to be relaxing. I shook my thoughts and focused on the movie.

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I am soooooooooooooooooo sorry I have been leaving you guys hanging like this. My computer is on it's period or something and it should be fixed soon and I'll be back to updating regularly. I'll be posting again on here really soon and I want to update the other story by Friday. Comment & lemme know what you think abt this chapter please! xoxo, thanks for reading it means alot.