No Love Allowed

"Safaree, drink this." He pushed my hand away again every time I tried to hand him the cup. "Safaree, you need to drink this." He leaned his head to the side and cut his eyes at me. I lowered my arm and put the cup down on the bathroom sink knowing that he was going to continue to be short with me. "Faree, please."

"Go back to what you was doing." I rolled my eyes at his attitude and stepped back leaning against the wall.

"I'm just tryna help."

"I don't need you." he said right before his head dropped right back down to the toilet and he continued throwing up. I screwed my face up more so at his attitude than the smell.

"Then deal with this by yourself with your stupid ass."

 I crossed my arms and walked out of the bathroom. I don't have time for this anyways, I need to get ready for this event. I already know I'm going to get filled with questions from the paparazzi about where's SB. [and why the fuck they still think his name is anything other than Safaree, SB or Scaffbeezy is completely stupid.] From them, and the barbz. I know I could just tell my barbz he's sick...because he is. But my barbz...my barbz. They can always tell when somethings going on. My nosy little babies. I shook my head. Even though he's not speaking to me, I still want SB there. If his stupid ass would actually listen to me I wouldn't have to go by myself. I told him time and time again to stop drinking like this. I'm not going to sit back and watch him turn into my father. He gets so mad when I say that to him but I'm just looking out for him.

I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I need to hurry up and get ready.

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"You sure you don't wanna come?"

"Nah." he dropped his head back down to the pillow.

"Whatever." I took my purse off my wrist pushing it up on my shoulder and slammed SB's door shut. Why the hell is he mad at me? If anything I should be mad at him. Drinking all my alcohol and throwing up all in my damn house. I walked up to the front door locking the knobs before I stepped out of the house closing the door behind and made my way to the truck that was waiting for me.

"Damn it!" I said while climbing into the backseat of the truck only to be met by Terrence.

"What?"

"You scared the fuck outta me! Shit." the driver closed the door behind me after I got in and I sat my purse in the space between me and Terrence.

"Where's SB?"

I rolled my eyes while digging through my purse looking for my phone. "Fuck SB."

"Ooooooh, y'all arguing again. Y'all the most complicated FRIENDS I've ever known, chile."

"Not today, please. I don't wanna hear about SB. I don't wanna see SB. I don't wanna talk about SB." Lies, I said in my head.

"Oh, girl. It's like that? Damn." Lord, can Terrence just not be Terrence for 5 seconds? 5 seconds? I finally found my phone and l pulled it out pulling up my e-mails.

"So what is this event?"

"Uhm. I think it's just a line-up of back to back interviews. You know Manny never knows what the fuck is going on." I slightly smiled at Terrence who bust out laughing and scrolled through my emails. I pulled up the first one that was from Wayne.

Hey Nikk, I got this song I want you to hop on. Ima need to kum hard on tha beat, barbie. Straight beast for tha mixtape. I'll kall you later. #luv

I laughed at how he types. They deadass take that whole "blood" thing seriously. I hit the reply button and began typing.

I come hard on everything, pauz. Pick the time and day and you know I got time for you. Love you, Weezy! Mmmuuuuaaaahhhhh!!!

I went back to my email and pulled up the next one.

"Wait. Where's Joyce?" He stopped inhaling the food long enough to answer.

"She said she'll meet us there. She just had to be with her baby daddy for them couple extra minutes."

I laughed. Joyce and her man are soooo cute. I turned my attention back to my phone and clicked reply to another email. I skimmed through the rest of them that consist of Manny, as always. I closed out my emails and pulled up my text messages.

Hi mommy, I miss you & Cai! I'll call you guys when I have the time. I miss you soooooooo much. I love you guys, muuuuaaaaahhhh!!! *showers u in kisses*

I smiled as I pressed send and tossed my phone back in my purse. Pushing my hair out of my face, I bucked my eyes at Terrence.

"You wasted no time, huh?"

"Girl, you know I can eat me some wings."

"Nicki?"

I looked over towards the driver. "We're here." I nodded at him and gathered my purse and stuff. He came around opening my door and I climbed out of the truck. I stood there for a moment waiting for Terrence to make it around to my side, and then stepped into the building.

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(Safaree)

I brushed my teeth for the hundredth time. Maybe I should quit drinking... I shook my head. Nah. I put the toothbrush back and stepped over throwing my clothes that was on the floor into the dirty clothes basket and stepped out of the bathroom. I looked around my bedroom. I need to get Nicki’s shit outta here. I can’t be allowing her to have reason to just walk up in here. It’s only gonna get her to still have control and I can’t never say no to her ass. Smh. The hold this woman has over me is sick. I walked over to my dressers and started clearing ‘em out. She gotta go. Back to her room. Shit. We can’t be doing this no more.

Damn. The main thing she got in my room is her thongs. I never really got why niggas in the movies always sniff they girls’ underwear. Shit is weird. Plus, if you hitting it for real you already know what it’s like. Your face be down there enough. Fucking weirdos.  I picked up one pair that was my favorite. The red and black ones. The way they look on that ridiculously plump ass. Shit is unreal. I shook my head again and tossed all her thongs into a basket. This is gonna be hard for me. Pauz. No pun intended either. Ha!

I looked over at another drawer and scratched my head. I thought about just going ahead and giving Nic some of my shirts to take to her room but nah. I want all my shit. I’m keeping all my shit. Just then that reminded me. I need to get that ring back from Nicki. She don’t wear it anyways, wasted money, feelings, and thoughts behind that ring. Smh. Actually, I need all my shit back. She can get rid of the matching Beez In The Trap gold watches, my gold ring that she wore in Right By My Side… actually I want that back but still, all of it.

I checked all the other drawers and made sure that was all of her clothes. Quicker and easier than I thought. Won't be when she gets back though. I don't even care. I picked up the basket and walked outta my room and to Nicki's. You wouldn't even know this room was being used if you didn't see her make up and stuff on her dresser...or that she slept in her own bed the past day or two. I sat the basket on her bed and debated whether or not I should go through her jewelry box looking for my stuff. I shrugged and walked over to it. I didn't want to mess it up forreal but she can tell when anyone touches her stuff anyways so it won't even matter. I searched through it and didn't find shit. All of this stuff was her "Nicki Minaj" jewelry. I looked over at her nightstand and debated should I REALLY go through this. She might have all that weird girl stuff in there. Fuck it. I opened up her nightstand and nothing. Just some books that look like journals and condoms. Let me get out of here before she pops up or something. 

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I walked in ready to shower and just get in my bed. Today was long and draining but at least I got to see and talk to my babies. I put all my things down on the dresser by the door and sighed. I'm sooooo tired. I think a bath will be more relaxing than a shower at this point. I put my hand on the back of my neck and closed my eyes throwing my head back. I stood there for a moment before realizing where some of my pain was coming from. These damn heels. I bent down holding on the dresser and took them off. I can't even be bothered with carrying them to my room.

I grabbed my phone out of my purse and tried to hurry getting to my room. The quicker I get done with everything the quicker I can get to bed. Walking down the hall to my room I began undressing. I took off my blazer and walked in my room. I stopped when I noticed SB's dumb ass had to be going through my stuff. Here we go with this. I tossed my stuff on to the bed and headed down to SB's room. As soon as I was about to open his door he opened with that stupid ass smirk that I hate.

"I knew I heard you stomping them little ass feet." I rolled my eyes as he walked passed me.

"Why were you in my room, Safaree?"

My eyes directed from his back to his hat when I seen him adjust it.

"Uhm, HELLO?!"

"What?"

"What? Seriously, SB." I followed behind him as he turned to the corner heading for the kitchen. "Why the fuck were you going through my stuff?"

"I was looking for my stuff." He sat down at the kitchen table, eating his food. I looked down at his plate before I looked up at his face. He was enjoying how pissed off I was becoming and it was making me even more mad.

"What stuff do you have in my room, Safaree?" I cocked my head to the side staring at him. This nigga is really trying me. But if he wants a reaction then so be it. I'm tired of this back and forth shit we've been doing lately. I looked at him waiting on answer but all I got was the noise of him slurping on his fucking drink.

"Nothing. So why would you be going through my stuff?"

"You got something you don't want me to see?"

"Are you serious? Do I go through your stuff Safaree?" I folded my arms and stared at him waiting on an answer. He chuckled which just pissed me off even more.

"All the time actually. Alot here recently. Acting like you don't trust a nigga." He went back to eating and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not even gonna go there."

"Uhn huh. Every time I'm right you don't wanna hear it."

"Fuck you, Safaree."

"Ha!"

"Why were you going through my stuff?

"I want my stuff back." he said before he picked up his drink and stared at me.

"What STUFF? Don't play now. Spit it out, SB." Pauz.

"Pauz." The more he was dancing around this situation the more I felt myself ready to slap the shit out of him. He picked up his cup and walked to the refrigerator and I followed right behind him. "I want all my stuff back from you. All that sentimental shit I gave you...I want it back. Mainly the ring. I should pawn that shit."

"No."

"Yeah." he said still looking in the refrigerator. I wish he would turn around so he could see how serious I am. He's not getting that ring back.

"No."

"Why you even wanna keep it for? It don't mean shit to you."

"It means a lot to me!" I yelled.

"I can tell. You wear it like it does."

"So because I don't wear it you think you can have it back? It's mines." I ran my fingers through my hair and stared at his back since he wanted to just stand there. I blinked feeling tears burning at my eyes. 

"Nah."

I threw my hands up and dropped them down to my side. "I'm done." I sniffed while looking down at my hands. "I'm so tired of this. The arguing bullshit, SB. Stop trying to make me feel like shit 'cause I don't wanna hurt our friendship." My voice got louder as the sentence finished. He turned around with another water bottle and stared at me. "So you have nothing to say?"

"Not really." He walked back down to the table and sat down.

"Whatever. I'm done. If you don't wanna be here then fine. If you don't wanna deal with me then great! Just fucking leave. You don't care." I began to walk off and blink trying to keep the tears in at least until I got to my room.

"Oh, now I'm the one who doesn't care."

I kept walking and ignored his comment. This is stressing me out, I don't need this.

"Hold up."

I stopped right before I turned the corner. I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall with my back still facing him.

"You don't even have to worry about the ring, I found it in your bathroom..." he finished eating the last of his food and took the plate to the sink. "Uhn huh. Right in your trashcan." He picked up his water bottle and walked towards me. He stopped right beside me and looked down at me. I looked up at his lips when he licked them. "Means alot to you though. Bet." I looked up at his eyes and the hurt behind his made me just break. I wiped at my face that was now wet with tears. I stared at SB as he shook his head and walked off.

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................:/ don't kill me guys. I'm sososososososososososososo sorry for taking this long to post and i'm more mad at myself cuz i dont feel like this was a really good chapter... and it was short :/ i'm sorry :(( excuse all typos, please. AND my computer is FIXED though so im going to be back on track!!