I AM NOW ON WATTPAD!!!!!

I do have a wattpad account that I just posted a new story on! My wattpad is @nickisladybugg! I'm not sure if I want to continue the stories on here or not worry about them at all. Maybe I should put them in a book of one shots on wattpad? Just let me know and please add me on wattpad guys! My story is called 'Bad Tings'

Draft Day

It's only 3 lil itty bitty stories that I started writing but never got around to finish them... I might finish one of them though. PLEASE READ THE DRAFTS AND GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK OR SOMETHING!

Draft #1 : Song Cry

"The pain that you have been feeling can not compare to the joy that is coming." - Romans 8:18



*Drake's POV*

My daughter Lotus Dior is my universe and most of the time it's just us kicking it. With me bearing all of the parent responsibility it's hard, but I can't complain. But a girl needs her mom and Nicki is supposed to carry her weight on the weekends. Lottie gets excited to see her mom, but most of the time it's me calling her phone and getting nothing but crickets on the other line. Tell me how I am supposed to explain to a 1 year old girl that her mother doesn't wanna make time for her this week. I mean it tears my heart apart you know, I'm at the end of my rope and we gotta find a way to make this work.

I wish I could say that all of my lady drama came from the women I was tryna get with or the women that was tryna get with me, but that would mean me leaving out the biggest headache of them all. My baby mama Nicki. Nicki's been missing her days with Lottie left and right lately and I'm just at my breaking point. So I hit up my man Ryan since I haven't seen him since he been traveling the world with his girl and their new baby boy. Nobody's really good at putting things in perspective for me than him and I'm thankful for that.

"Wassup bro?" I walked up to him and dapped him.

"Aye man."

"Whats been going on?"

"Maaaannnn nothing much... Living you feel me?" I smiled and chuckled a bit.

"Whats been going on with these ladies tho?"

"You know I'm tryna balance out the single life and be a full time father," I sighed.

 "Right." Ryan nodded.

"Dealing with baby mama... Just tryna show her where she really needs to exist in this child's life."

Just help me understand bro like-" He paused to clear his throat. "You have Lottie for pretty much the remainder of the time and then she gets weekends? Like..."

"Yeah like I basically took on everything bro. Paying her tuition, making sure she's got clothes and food to where now even on the times that she's supposed to have her, she's not doing it. So it's like I'm then rearranging my schedule again for her not to spend time with her daughter." I spoke in an underlying tone of frustration.

"Oh I get what you're saying."

"Like its ridiculous bro. Like for 3 weekends straight she hasn't been with her daughter."

"You are the definition of a real man. You take care of your responsibilities and you make sure that Lottie is cool. That's just the type of person that you are and as a parent I respect that so much and I look up to you because you know it's a lot of parents out there that don't to that. What you're doing is what a man should to be doing. You know what I'm saying? You're handling your responsibilities so when stuff like that is happening I'm just thinking like man I hope Lottie don't gotta pay for that."

"Thank you man. I appreciate that. I gotta figure it out bro because it's becoming ridiculous. Maybe I should go holla at her moms or something because you know maybe she could talk some sense into her. Because her mother knows how to talk to her or whatever the case may be because I want nothing more than for Lottie to spend time with her mom bro."

"So..." Ryan paused to laugh. "So you gon' holla at moms? I think that that's a good step towards you know doing something different..."



*Nicki's POV*

"Shit." I mumbled rubbing a hand over my face. Must have partied a lil' too hard last night. I giggled to myself and looked around the room to see the mess we've created from the night before. I look over next to me to see my man with a pillow over his head and his right hand slowly running my thigh up and down.

"Morning Daddy." I spoke softly lightly kising his neck

"Mm babe stop its too early for this." Odell rolled over and laid his head on my lap. I smiled down at him and raked my fingers through his hair.

"Last night was so fun..." I mused and Odell pecked my inner thigh. He must've overheard me.

"Yeah 'cus I tore dat ass up!"

I laughed at his obnoxiousness. "Daddy you was a beast last night... You never acted like that before."

"Blame it on the alcohol baby... But I'm bouta have me some breakfast tho." He turned to face me and he smirked making me raise my eyebrow.

"Oh really?"

"Meet me downstairs in the kitchen. I gotta prepare myself for this feast I'm bouta have." Odell said in a deep voice that made me squeal and jump off the bed in excitement.

"Chocolate or whipped cream?" I asked before he made his way to the bathroom to relieve himself.

"Nah baby get the caramel I'll be down in a few."

"Oh yassss!" My eyes lit up and I clapped my hands excitedly.

***

I swear we've been going at it all morning. How come he's not tired yet? Was it because I gave him that ecstasy pill earlier before we started going it at like rabbits? My body was burning beneath Odell's in pure bliss. I was beginning to reach that perfect high until I heard my phone vibrating beside me. I look over and see Aubrey's name pop up on the screen.

"Nah baby he can wait. Your ass is mine right now." He grunted as he stroked deeper to the point where I could feel him in the pit of my stomach. Odell then laid me down on the bed and put one leg on his shoulder as my other leg stayed tight wrapped around his waist. I gripped the sheets with my left hand while my nails clawed at his shoulder as I rolled my hips against his. 'Dell kissed me with so much passion and love as he grunted every time he pushed inside of me making sure to hit deeper and deeper, he was making each stroke count before he had to leave for work

"Mmmm fuck baby!" I moaned as my phone went off again. 

"Shit Nic..." Odell grunted and his pace quickened making my eyes roll to the back of my head.

Draft #2 : Hood Scriptures

The producer started the beat and she swiftly out the headphones around her head. "Murda Mami on the beat..." She said softly and sultry as she then looked over to her right and smirked at the man awaiting his cue.

"Papi you ready?"

"Let em' know wassup baby girl." He licked his lips and wiped the corners of his mouth. They were putting the final touches on their song before it's finalized and released out to the streets. That meant having ad-libs, the refrain, song blocks and all that other stuff. 

This was only their third single and the streets was talking. Murda Mami and Champagne Papi. The hottest new rap duo. Besides running the underground rap world, they also run the streets of Brooklyn. Yup. They're two of the biggest and bestest drug lords in the business.

Nicki and Drake been running the business ever since they were teenagers. They've had their same group of niggas and bitches who been rocking with them since day 1. No mentors included. it was self taught for them? But their names... Murda Mami and Champagne Papi... They earned that. That right there is another story.

Nicki earned the name Murda Mami because she's the silent killer. When it comes down to drugs and money, Nicki don't play no games. So whoever fucks her over or even tries to fuck with her she'll be quick to but a bullet to your heart and through your skull. Nicki also earned the name Murda Mami because of her sick rhymes. When Nicki gets in the studio she'll murder the beat and anyone who's featured on the song just by her lyrics.

Now Champagne Papi? How did he get that name? Well... everytime Drake gets ready to shoot someone he has a glass of champagne or whenever he's in the studio he'll have champagne bottles all around. No champagne isn't his favorite thing to drink it's just "the buzz before the buzz" as Drake likes to put it.

With the studio being all the way in Harlem, the warehouse in Bronx and the safehouse being in Staten Island, Nicki and Drake basically run the entire state of New York.

Now the question is, how did they meet? Well Nicki was in Toronto hunting down a nigga who tried to sell her out and she wasn't having that. It just so happened that Drake was looking for the same guy. After finding the guy and getting what they needed, they of course fucked the boul up and proceeded about their day. Few days later Nicki decided to pay Drake a visit since he did help her find the guy she was looking for. Long story short Drake smooth talked her and asked her on a date and the rest was history.

Draft #3 : Self Righteous 

oneshot

"Love... what is it exactly? Is love a feeling or is it an emotion? How do you know when your in love with a person? Is it possible to fall out of love? How can you tell someone you love them if you don't even know what love is? Do you know how to love? Can a person be taught how to love? What's the difference between love and lust? I think the biggest question is... what makes love love and what makes it last?" - Unknown 

~~~

onika t. maraj

I opened my journal and quickly started writing my thoughts. My therapist told me to do this whenever I was feeling some kinda way.

Journal Entry #52

I'm not normal. I mean no one is but it's different for me. Someone can see me on the street and can start judging me from the jump when they don't know half the shit I been through. I've been through hell and back three times! Since I was 14 I been living out on my own. I had no mother and I had no father. All I had at the time was a sorry ass boyfriend. The streets of New York raised me and I have no shame of saying that. I'm proud of the woman I am today because I have two beautiful children who I wouldn't trade for the world. Yeah their father is a dick and a deadbeat but I love my kids more than anything. I don't think I know what love is, but after I had my first born Javari I knew that I loved him the first time I held him. 

I'm 33 years old and my son is 17 so you do the math. My baby girl Kamiah just turned 2. Yes my children have the same father and if you're wondering who it's by it's that sorry ass boyfriend who I mentioned earlier. No he's not in the picture and I'm perfectly fine with that. Javari is too. I mean I know he feels some kinda way that his dad wasn't in his life but I tried to make an effort. I tried my hardest to be the father that I wanted him to be and the father that he needed to be. I tried. I tried my hardest goddamnit but it wasn't good enough because Drake still isn't in the picture. I've cried, I've prayed and it's time to move on. Drake caused me so much pain that I eventually forgave him for... but abandoning his kids is something that I will NEVER forgive him for.

- O.T.M

As I finished signing my name on the line in my journal I sighed deeply while closing it. In therapy I was told not to bottle my emotions up and keep them to myself. I had to let them out in some sort of way that didn't involve me screaming or crying, so I started writing my thoughts and emotions in this journal. I keep the journal in a safe place in my closet so my kids won't find out. I don't want my kids to see me as weak. I want them to look at me and say "Wow my mom is a strong woman". Even when I'm dead I still want them to look at me as a strong woman. I hate being seen as weak. 

I reached over and grabbed my phone off the charger. 7:58 am it read. I swiped over and punched in my passcode. I wanted to check my notifications and see if anyone was blowing me up since I've been in one of those moods for the past two days.

23 Facebook notifications & 5 friend requests.

45 Instagram friend requests.

Snapchat from Candi.

Snapchat from Lauren.

Snapchat from Caiah.

Snapchat from TT.

Sherika screenshot your snap!

4 missed calls from Lani.

9 missed calls from Mommy.

You have 128 messages from "Babes"

I shook my head and giggled at all of those messages from the group chat with my friends and continued scrolling down my notifications.

Before I finished checking my notifications my mothers name pops up on the screen indicating that she's calling me.

"Hello?"

~~~

javari m. graham

I rolled over and groaned hearing my mom talk on the phone with mommy. That's what I call my grandma... but it's wayyy too early for them to be laughing and talking on the phone. 

I stretched, rolled off the bed, and wiped the crust out my eyes. Then I walked to the bathroom to relieve myself and do my morning hygiene.

Once I was finished I threw on some socks and ball shorts when I heard a tiny knock at my door. I instantly thought it was my mother but judging my the sound of the voice, I knew it couldn't be her.

Kamiah was standing at the door with a bright smile on her face and her arms raised indicating that she wanted to be picked up. I chuckled, picked her up and kissed her cheek.

"Wassup Tink?" I asked and tickled her side.

She giggled before responding, "I hungry." Kamiah then wiggled from my grip and dragged me downstairs to the kitchen.

"What you wanna eat kid? cereal? Waffles? You name it." I smiled at her as she tapped her chin thinking about what she wanted to eat.

"Uhh... I knee know..." Tink replied before I placed her on top of the counter. 

I swear my love for this little girl is indescribable. Not all siblings love each other or if they do it's a love hate relationship but it's not like that for me. It's just the little things that she says or does that makes me smile. Her shrugging her shoulders, the way she holds her hands on her hips, when she can't say "I don't know" she says "I knee know", and even when I nicknamed her Tink after Tinker Bell because of the strange obsession she has over those fairy movies. The way I gush over Kamiah shows how much I love my little sister and I'll always be her overprotective big brother. I don't care how old she is.

"Ok let me think..." I said and pondered my options. "Bacon and pancakes?" I looked over at Tink who was staring up at me.

"Stawbewwy cakes?"

"That's what you want?" I asked for confirmation getting a head nod in response.

As I was getting the pans out of the cabinet, the bacon from the fridge and the pancake mix from the other cabinet I heard my mom walking downstairs with a bunch of stuff in her hands. It looked like papers... maybe bills or something I don't know.

"Hey mom." I greeted as soon as she walked in the kitchen. I stopped what I was doing kissed her cheek.

"Morning Vari."

"MOMMY!" Kamiah yelled and my mom picked her up kissing her all over her face making her laugh.

"Hi Tink!"

"Mommy look! Brodie make cakes." Tink pointed over at me and cheesed.

"I see baby... Your brother never cooks though. Son what's the occasion?" Mom said putting Kamiah in her booster seat and getting some orange juice for herself.

"Well mom you see..." I chuckled a bit and popped my imaginary collar. "Since I'm the man of the house it's only right that I take care of my wonderful mother and my wonderful little sister."

Mom laughed obnoxiously making Tink laugh too. "MiMi I don't know why you laughing! You asked me to make you food." I rolled my eyes.

"Aww!" Mom gushed running her fingers through my curls. "You making breakfast for your sister?"

"Well yeah because she bussed in my room like she was somebody and I heard you on the phone talking to mommy so..." I trailed off flipping the pancakes in the pan. 

~~~

onika t. maraj

"Ok Tink what you wanna do today? You wanna hang with mommy or go with Auntie Sherika?" I bent down to Kamiah's size after I finished putting my earrings in.

"Mommy where you going?"

"A photo shoot for work."

"You take pictures?"

"Yeah."

"I come too?" she pointed to herself and I giggled and nodded.

"Yeah babe lets go get dressed.

I know for sure that I want to continue Self Righteous... I'm just not sure how I feel about the other 2. I need your thoughts & opinions please!!!!

Draft Day

Since I got so many unfinished drafts and since I have writers block I'm just gonna have this post filled with my unfinished stuff.

The Graham's

Coincidentally, both Nicki and Drake had a day off from work and decided to spend it by sleeping in late and chilling with their children. The married couple cuddled closer to each other loving the warmth that the other held. Nicki sighed softly and nuzzled her face closer into her husband's chest trying to block out the screaming and yelling she heard coming from downstairs. She was abruptly awaken by her son screaming at the top of his lungs. Nicki huffed loudly rolling over to check the time on her phone. It read 8:39 am. "Oh my fuck." She mumbled as she rolled her eyes nudging Drake waking him up.

"What Nic? It's still early and I wanna sleep." He grumbled and put his head on her lap putting the pillow over his head trying to go back to sleep, but Nicki snatched it away from him making him glare at her.

"And so do I, but I can't do that with our kids yelling at each other and it's not even 9 o'clock yet." She rolled her eyes and got out of bed making her way to the bathroom to do her morning routine.

"We're getting these kids out the house today so we can sleep peacefully." Drake spoke as he turned on the shower water to the right temperature.

Nicki spit out her mouthwash before speaking. "And I want some loving today." She smirked and stepped into the shower.

"How many rounds can you handle?" He returned the same smirk and shed his clothing stepping behind his wife, kissing the back of her neck.

"Mmmm," Nicki moaned softly. "Not now... and how many rounds can you handle?" She retorted before lathering her body with her and his favorite soap.

As the two washed each other's body, stole kisses from one another, and did a little foreplay, they decided it was time to get out and get dressed so they could face the wrath of their children. Their arguing only got louder and louder as their oldest daughter Kennedi busted in her parents room hooping and hollering about her younger siblings.

"Oh my god mom get your kids!"

"Why? What they do?"

"It's too early for them to be this loud and I'm on the phone with Zave." Kennedi rolled her eyes and spoke in reference to her boyfriend Xavier.

Kennedi and Xavier have been together for several months and he treats her like a princess which is exactly what her father wanted. Xavier has a job, a car, and gets along great with the rest of his girlfriend's family. Drake likes Xavier because they share the same interests. Nicki is absolutely head over heels for him. Tyler and Meilani love playing with him too because they take advantage of him... Even though Xavier doesn't mind since he loves kids.

As soon as Nicki was about to speak up Tyler came running through the door with his older sister hot on his trail.

"Mommy no that not what happen!" Tyler said as he struggled to climb on the bed and sit between his mother and father.

"Yo y'all mad loud and it's too early for this." Kennedi said and walked out the room.

"UH UH LIL GIRL YOU COME BACK HERE I WANNA SPEAK TO ZAVE! I WANNA KNOW WHY HE BLOCKED ME ON INSTAGRAM!" Nicki called after her daughter.

"Mom I told him to block you because you be real joe with it." Kennedi said as she walked back into her parents' room."

"No I wanna hear it from him. Give me the phone." She huffed as Nicki snatched the phone out of her daughter's hand.

"Daddy I gotta tell you what happened!" Meilani said as she climbed on the bed and smushed her hands on Drake's face.

"No Lani! It not you turn! Dad her not being fair!" Tyler pouted.

"Ty just tell me what happened buddy." Drake coaxed as he looked over to his wife who was still on the phone.

"Mom chill give me my phone back you being real fufu!" Kennedi said and chased after her mother who ran out the room and into the nearest closet she could find.

"Daaaaaaaaaaad!!!!!!" Tyler dragged out. "I told you not to call me that!!!"

"Sorry guy."

"So I wanted to make a castle and I used the pillows on the couch and her came and mess it up!" Tyler whined and pointed to his sister who immediately started arguing with him.

"Lani did your brother ask you to play with him?" Drake turned his attention to his younger daughter.

"No daddy and I wanted to play and he kept saying no so I kicked it." Meilani said with so much attitude.

"Because it wasn't for girls dad!" Tyler argued back.

"I got an idea." Drake smiled.

"What?" The two looked at their father with confused faces.

"How about later your sister and I build a castle and you and mommy build a castle and we can have a war?" Drake asked and Tyler and Meilani cheered.

"Wait but what about Kenny? I want her in my castle?" Meilani asked.

"Baby girl Kenny has cheer all day today, so she won't be here." Drake replied and his daughter pouted as Nicki walked back in the room.

"Oh my goodness Xavier is a mess!" Nicki exclaimed and climbed back in the bed with her husband and two children.

"What he say?" Drake asked.

"He said," Nicki cleared her throat to make it sound deeper. "Mom it wasn't me! Kenny told me to do it and I ain't wanna do it tho I'm sorry Ima unblock you but don't tell her!" She spoke and everyone laughed up at the sound of her voice because it cracked.

For Better Or Worse

be at peace, not in pieces.. you know why? because love conquers all.

it's 6 keys to a good relationship: friendship, freedom, honesty, trust, understanding, and communication.

"Babe come watch the rest of this basketball game with me." Drake patted the seat next to him on the couch as Nicki made her way from the kitchen carrying a bunch of snacks with her.

"Be lucky that I like you enough to watch basketball with you... Shit be lucky that I like basketball because if it were football..." She trailed off noticing that he stopped listening to her. Nicki then plopped down on the couch and Drake turned up to he volume

Nicki slapped him on the chest and shoved a handful of skittles in her mouth. The Miami Heat were playing the Los Angeles Lakers. The score was close. 102-97 with the Miami Heat taking the lead. It was the fourth quarter with only 5 seconds left in the game because the referee called a timeout.

"COME ON MAN! ITS SO OBVIOUS THAT THE BALL GOES TO THE HEAT! THATS A FUCKING FOUL STOP DISCUSSING THIS SHIT!" Drake yelled at the TV while Nicki made a face at him.

"I get they made a bad call but you ain't gotta be that hype over the shit Brey. Calm down boo. The Heat gonna win anyway." She flipped her hair and ate a piece of popcorn.

"You right." Drake said as the doorbell rung signaling that someone was at their front door.

"NOT IT!" Both Drake and Nicki said at the same time. The doorbell rung again.

"NOT IT!" They both said it again. This time Drake cheesed and Nicki pouted.

"Aubreyyyyy," she dragged out his name. "Stop! I don't wanna miss the game!" She pouted.

"The game is over anyway. Score was 105-97. Now go answer the door baby." He chuckled as Nicki sighed dramatically and got up from the couch. He patted her butt as she walked away.

"WHO IS IT?!" She yelled through the door.

"IT'S RYAN!"

"IM NAKED WERE ABOUT TO HAVE SEX COME BACK TOMORROW!"

"YALL NASTY ASS SEX FREAKS! I HOLLA AT YALL!"

"SEE YA ON THE FLIPSIDE RY!" Nicki giggled. "LOVE YOU!" She waited for a response and when she didn't hear one, she knew that Ryan was gone.

"Why'd you do that Nika?" Drake tried to stifle his laugh while Nicki couldn't contain hers.

"I didn't want company." Nicki simply responded."

"What about the sex part... Was you serious?"

"What was you thinking babe? Victory basketball game sex?" 

"Nah.. I was thinking more like I'm 'bouta put in a baby in you kinda sex."

"We can sure try." Nicki smiled and walked closer to Drake as he gripped her sides and shoved his tongue down her throat.

Nicki moaned in the kiss and slowly ran her hands down his chiseled chest that was covered by his t-shirt.

"Papi wait..." Nicki whimpered and broke the kiss looking Drake dead in his hazel eyes.

"What's wrong babygirl?"

"We always have living room sex, bedroom sex, bathroom sex, but never kitchen sex," she smirked and looked at him with lust filled eyes. "And I believe we have whipped cream..." She coaxed.

Drake returned the smirk she gave him and hoisted her over his shoulder. Nicki squealed as slapped her ass a few times walking to the kitchen and setting his girlfriend down on the counter.

"Fridge, bottom shelf." She instructed as she watched Drake walk over to the fridge and grab the whipped cream.

Nicki was already naked. She was leaned back on the counter stimulating her nipples and her legs spread eagle. "Damn baby you waste no time huh? You want some of Papi don't you?" Drake whispered in her ear.

Chiraq: Do or Die

REMINDER : CHICAGO AIN'T NO SISSY TOWN!

Blood On The Money

April 20, 2000 // West Side Chicago, Lawndale Neighborhood; South Pulaski Road

7:55 PM. Is what Drake saw as he checked his phone for the 5th time in the past 10 minutes. "I knew I shoulda never let this lil nigga make my drops for me." He rolled his eyes and angrily slammed his fists on the desk.

"Yo Drizzy chill. Jordan will be back soon." Ryan said trying to keep his cousin calm because he knew that when Drake got mad it meant he was gonna raise hell.

"I sent that lil nigga out to make drops at 5! He coulda been back by 5:45 at the latest!" Drake shouted.

"Drake he's the new guy! You testing his ability to see how fast he can make drops won't do him no good! The lil nigga look up to you! Give him a chance man." Chubbs spoke.

"Nah fuck that." Drake said as he turned around to see Jordan standing before him looking high as a kite.

"Yo did you make them drops like I asked?" He asked with an amused look on his face.

"Y-y-y-y-yeah Drizzy." Jordan sniffed and wiped his nose.

"Haaaaaaa okay." Drake laughed and joked before he turned serious and slammed Jordan into the wall. "You a muhfuckin' lie you know that?"

"I ain't use your shit! You told me to make the drops and that's what I did!" Jordan tried to argue. 

"Nigga. Don't bullshit me. I gave you 4 bags. 2 with coke and 2 with weed. I watch you put the shits in your pocket. Only one pocket is empty so I suppose you still got the weed in ya pocket right?" Drake let him go and walked over to Niko who handed him his gun.

Jordan said nothing as he stood against the wall shaking in fear. 

"RIGHT?!" Drake yelled getting in his face and pointed the gun to his head.

"Y-y-yes."

"You know it's one thing I hate more than people who don't follow my orders. It's people who lie; especially in my face." Drake chuckled darkly and pulled the trigger carelessly shooting Jordan in the head.

"Someone call Hush and Future to clean up the mess. Ima count this money."

"Yo you got blood all on the money." 40 rolled his eyes and pointed at the duffle bag that was filled with money and splattered with Jordan's blood.

"So what? Ima still count it." Drake said and grabbed the duffle heading upstairs.

As he was heading upstairs, Drake had an idea and retreated back downstairs throwing the duffle at Oliver and grabbed his phone from the mantel.

"Aye O count that for me... I'm bouta head down to the South Side." Drake said and smirked rubbing his beard.

"Nigga," 40 gave him a blank stare. "Now you know if you go down there Nicki gon' murk ya ass and send her crew after us." He spoke in reference to Drake's rival and enemy Nicki.

Nicki and Drake have been having this rival in the drug dealing business. Nicki runs the south side of Chicago and Drake runs the west. People are more scared of Nicki because the south side of  the city ranked 20th with a violent crime rate of 75.18 and still counting. The west side of the city ranked 24th with 71.55 violent crimes per 1,000 residents. Also because Nicki isn't one to mess with. Her drug and weed supply is the best in the business. She's quick and the mouth, and isn't hesitant to pull the trigger on anybody including her own crew.

"Nah man," Drake chuckled. "I just wanna pay her a little visit." He said and grabbed his phone and keys from the mantel.

"You not gon' change your shirt?" Niko asked and Drake looked down at his shirt noticing the blood on his white tee from when he shot Jordan.

"Oh yeah..." He responded and booked upstairs to change into a black tee. "Ard now I'm gone." Drake said and left.

Nightmares From The Bottom

Part I

"Come on Jordy please eat for mommy." Nicki begged as she tried feeding chicken alfredo to her three year old son who kept turning his head the other direction refusing to eat.

"No mommy I sleepy!" Jordan said rubbing his eyes.

"I know baby," Nicki sighed placing the bowl down and ran her fingers through his tiny little curls. "Want me to wrap it up and you can eat it at Kitty's house?" She asked her son who lazily nodded his head.

Kitty is one of Nicki's only childhood friends who decided to stay in her life after Nicki made some hasty decisions. After finding out that Nicki was pregnant, Kitty vowed to never leave Nicki's side even in the most dangerous of situations she got her and her son tangled in. Once she had the baby she made Kitty Jordan's godmother since she's always been there for her in her time of need. Especially when Drake got shipped off to Rikers Island.

"Alright babe... You ready to go?" She asked her son who was positioned on her hip.

"Kitty house?" Jordan asked softly laying his head on her shoulder.

"Yup. I'll be back in the morning okay?" He nodded slowly drifting off to sleep.

"Hopefully we'll be out of here soon. We'll be able to leave this place and never look back." Nicki mumbled and placed Jordan's little backpack on her other shoulder walking out of the small apartment.

As Nicki locked her apartment door, and walked out of the apartment building she began to think about what life would be like if Drake didn't get sent off to Rikers Island. Would they still be struggling and living in Trinidad? Or would they be living their lives like its golden somewhere in the United States? Would Nicki and Drake be married and she would be pregnant with their baby girl? Would Kitty still be friends with Nicki? 

All of these thoughts and questions clouded Nickis brain until she got to Kitty's front door. She banged on the door not caring if she woke the neighbors or not. All she cared about was getting her son safely in the house and getting to work so she could finish and come back home to her son.

"Damn Onika! Wah mek yuh banging pon fi mi door like dis?!" Kitty chastised.

"Kitty I'm sorry but Jordan wouldn't eat, but here's his food and his bag. I should be back around 5. Leave the key under the mat this time so I won't have to climb through the window!"

"Mmm I tink about it. Gimme mi baby. Be bak by 5 sharp!" Kitty said as she snatched Jordan out of his mother's arms.

"Jordy? Baby give mommy kisses so I can go." Nicki said as Jordan reached over puckering his lips and pecked his mothers lips several times.

"I should be back in a few hours okay?" She said and he nodded. "I love you so much baby."

"I love you too mommy."

"Thanks again Kitty... I really appreciate it."

"Chile just go! We be here!" Kitty shoo'd Nicki away & shut her door making Nicki chuckle.

"She's always so grumpy when I wake her up... She should be used to it by now."  Nicki mused as she turned a corner.

She secured the long brown trench coat around her waist and stood at a corner that was directly across the street from a pay phone just in case she got into any trouble or danger.

Usually Nicki would be on the poles dancing for money, but the club she worked at was set on fire by one of the dancers because the owner claimed that she kept stealing money. There were no other clubs to work at, so after Nicki was laid off she became a prostitue. Having sex with many men and women; mainly women, so she could earn money. No Nicki wasn't a lesbian, she just had more fun having sex with women instead of men. Also because the men weren't Drake. When it came to having sex with Drake it put Nicki on a high that she's never been on before. That was before he got shipped off to Rikers Island that is.

Nicki waited on the corner for a few more minutes until she saw a fimilar car pull up. It was Gigi's car. Gigi was one of Nicki's best customers. She paid well and the sex was good.

"Hey sexy," Gigi rolled down her winds and smirked. "I been looking for you everywhere."

"You found me baby." Nicki returned the smirk. She had a lust filled gleam in her eyes.

"Wanna come back to my place and have some fun?" Gigi said in a sultry voice.

"Only if you pay me." Nicki said walking around to the passenger side and stepped in the car.

"Of course. All my money goes to you baby." Gigi smiled as she undid the belt on Nicki's trench coat and ran her hands across Nicki's midriff.

Nicki spread her legs and watched Gigi's every move. "Seems like you're ready for me." Gigi mused and rubbed Nicki's pearl through the thin white lace material of her thong.

"Mmm.... That f-feels good." Nicki leans her head back in the head rest.

"You like that?" Gigi rubbed faster feeling Nicki's juices seep through her underwear.

"Mmm yeahhh." Nicki moaned out and Gigi snatched her fingers away making Nicki gasp.

"Why'd you stop?" Nicki said trying to catch her breath.

"Backseat," Gigi ordered. "Now." She said and deeply kissed Nicki roughly making her squeal in excitement.

So far my faves are NFTB & Chiraq. What are yours? Do you want me to continue any of them? Let me know!

OutLawz : 2 of Amerika's Most Wanted

THIS IS REAL LIFE.

Lift Off

July 10, 2003 // San Francisco, California - 9:02 pm

After laying low in the motel for a few days, Onika and Aubrey decided that it is now time to rob the bank. They've been waiting in the car for almost an hour just to make sure that the coast was clear and that everyone left the building. Including the janitors.

"Babe I think everyone left now. We should go in." Onika suggested. 

They were both dressed in all black with masks and guns. Onika pulled her long dark curly hair into a ponytail  and they both put on their gloves before getting out the car. Aubrey followed their lead. She led them to the back door jingling the handle so it would open.

"It has a lock on it." Aubrey said in fustration. 

"Check my left back pocket for a hair pin. You unlock the lock and I'll knock out the alarm system right here."

Aubrey proceeded to do as he was told. Once he unlocked the lock, Onika knocked out the alarm system and they entered the bank.

"Go kill all the cameras that you can find. And I got the security gaurds." Onika nodded and the couple shared a quick kiss before going seperate ways.

Onika scurried across the floor trying to kill the first camera that she saw. It was a camera in each corner of the building. Also in the front and back entrances. She heard gunshots making her smile. 

Aubrey in the other hand walked slow and smoothly creeping up on the security guards shooting each one of them in the head. He smiled at his handy work and used a cloth to wipe his gun off.

Onika quickly found Aubrey after finding the last camera. 

"Did you get all the gaurds?" She whispered. 

Aubrey nodded. "Yeah it was only a few of them. Now help me get the bodies to the dumpster. I gotta clean up the mess I made." He smirked making his girlfriend giggle softly.

Once the bodies were well hidden in the dumpster, the couple quickly made their was back to the bank and walked behind the counter.

"Aubrey it's almost midnight. They open back up at six. We gotta hurry up." Onika said in a worried voice.

"It's okay. Just open all the registers and get whatever money you can find. Then go in the back and steal the money in there. I'll try to get this safe opened." 

"Okay." Onika went through all twelve registers at the counter and stole at the money. She went to the back and stole about as million dollars. Aubrey made his way over to the large safe and punched in the first four digits that came to his head.

"One, two, three, four." He mumbled to himself. The safe lit up green and unlocked. "You gotta be fucking kidding me. Easiest fucking safe code. Idiots." Aubrey chucked before calling Onika over to help him dump the money in his dufile bag because her's was already filled.

"Woah! Aubrey we hit the fucking jackpot!" Onika exclaimed in a hushed tone. Her eyes widened at the sight.

"We need to take about ten billion. So just take as much as you can. Just don't take all." Aubrey gave Onika specific  instructions.

They took the money, zipped up their duffle bags and jackets because they put money in their jackets as well, and ran back to the car leaving no traces just like they planned.

Once the couple were back in the car, they unzipped their jackets letting the money fall out.

"Holy fucking shit Aubrey we did it! We robbed the bank leaving no traces!" Onika squealed with joy. 

"Yo look at all this money we got. We gotta go now so we can make it to Mexico before the cops find out." 

"Nah baby I got something else in mind. Look the bank manager just opened the bank."

"Aubrey. I don't know what's going through your head right now, but you better have a plan."

"It's almost 8 o'clock Nika. Look when the bank manager sees that the money is gone, they're gonna call the cops."

"And they're gonna chase after us."

"And we'll go from there."

"What do you mean?"

"Onika listen. When they chase after us they're gonna have all the helicopters and shit coming after us because we're wanted in America. So while we're on the run I'll drive us somewhere and we'll split up. I'll take my duffle and run while you drive across the border. I'll meet you there."

"Aubrey I'm not losing you. No."

"Onika we have to do this. I promise that I'll come back to you." Aubrey wiped Onika's tears. They both shared a passionate kiss getting lost in their own world. Their moment was soon ruined when Aubrey heard sirens.

"Come on. We gotta go." He put the car in drive and started to drive around the back, where they had entered the bank.

"Aubrey don't tell me that you're about to do what you're about to do." Onika out her hands over her face.

"Yup." Aubrey revved up the car and went full speed ahead going through the bank. The car crashed through the front entrance and he turned a corner. Onika screamed in fear.

"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?!" Onika went off. She almost pissed her pants. The cops followed behind them.

"Crazy about you." He simple said and started to drive faster. Trying to lose the cops.

"Aubrey there's a bridge right there. Park under there and get out. We can split up there because I know a quick way to the border. It's not that far." Onika pointed to a bridge.

He did as told and they got out the car. Onika made her way to the drivers seat and Aubrey gave her a quick kiss and a hug. After they said their "I love you's" they went their seperate ways. 

Onika slipped on her sunglasses and started the car. 

"Let's get this show on the road." She sighed deeply.

~~~

Onika drove as fast as she could trying to get away from the cops and trying to make it to the border. 

Aubrey on the other hand ran left and right. He was fast on foot and he escaped the cops. 

"Now I gotta lose the helicopters." He mumbled and continued running. 

~~~

After being in the run for about an hour, Onika was driving down the highway. She seen Aubrey running and stopped so she can let him get in.

"Oh my gosh." She couldn't get her words together.

"Just drive!" Aubrey yelled catching his breath.

"The border is like two minutes away." Onika said and continued driving.

~~~

Once they crossed the border, it was it. The cops stopped noticing the border line and Onika and Aubrey got out the car smirking.

"Shit!" One of the cops yelled.

The couple laughed before grabbing their duffle bags full of money and shared a high-five.

"WE DID IT!" Onika shouted in victory as Aubrey lifted her up off the ground and spun her around. He set Onika back on the ground and shoved his tongue in ther mouth. The police officers just stood their with their guns in their hands with the "Oh shit." Looks on their faces.

Aubrey and Onika grabbed their duffle bags full of money and slung it over their shoulders. They intertwined fingers and started walking away. Leaving the BMW where it was.

"ADIÓS AMIGOS!" Onika shouted to the police officers before she started cackling.

"Our mission was a success baby." Aubrey smiled.

"I can't wait to get settled and count the money."

"I love you Onika."

"I love you more Aubrey."

 

OutLawz : 2 of Amerika's Most Wanted

THIS IS REAL LIFE.

Crazy In Love

July 4, 2003 // San Francisco, California - 5:00 pm

"Babe." Aubrey called out. He and Onika were cuddling together in bed basking in silence. Well, until Aubrey broke the silence.

"What?" Onika spoke lazily. 

"It's five o'clock... Let's go out for drinks."

"Go get our my wig and our fake ID's please. I have to pee."

"Sure."

Aubrey and Onika do have regular ID's, but they still don't want to get noticed by anyone so they made fake ID's.

Aubrey's ID:

Name: Drew E. Waddington

DOB: 10/24/86

Age: 24

Sex: M

Eyes: Hazel

Height: 6'0

Issued: 8/20/00

Expires: 8/31/04

Onika's ID:

Name: Lydia M. Waddington

DOB: 12/08/86

Age: 24

Sex: F

Eyes: Dark Brown

Height: 5'2

Issued: 8/20/00

Expires: 8/31/04

"Nika which wig do you want? What look are you going for today?" Aubrey asked searching through Onika's suitcase picking up all her wigs.

"The blonde wig with the dark roots please," she yelled back doing her makeup in the bathroom mirror. "Pink or red lipstick?"

Aubrey came with the wig that Onika requested. "Red, that black dress and those red pumps that I love." He said.

"And no panties or bra. Wear the gray colored contacts." He gave Onika specific orders

"Yes Papi. Now it's my turn." Onika turned away from the mirror and looked Aubrey up and down. 

"Wear that blue sweater with the nerdy classes, jeans and the Butta's" Onika said as she turned her attention back to the mirror.

~~~

After the couple disguised themselves, they grabbed their fake ID's, the motel room key, and the car keys and headed to the closest bar called Bar Argicole.

They were at the par for almost four hours getting wasted... Well Onika was wasted. Aubrey could hold his liquor. Onika was horny as well. Aubrey took out his wallet and threw two hundred dollars on the table and grabbed Onika's hand walking away.

"Hahahaha you look funny." Onika stopped walking and crossed her legs pointing and laughing at Aubrey.

He simply shook his head and picked Onika up, putting her over his shoulder walking to the car. Onika squealed and laughed some more.

"Papi." Onika called out once she stopped laughing.

"Yes?"

"Quiero que tan mal." She purred. "Quiero que me hagas el amor." Onika purred in a soft voice knowing he understood every word.

(Translation: "I want you so bad." ; "I want you to make love to me")

"When we get back... I'm gonna tear that ass up." Aubrey growled as he safely put Onika in the passenger seat and walked over to his side, getting in and pulling off.

"Yeah baby Papi 'bouta put it down! He gonna put it down on me! Papi gon' gimmie the dick!" Onika did a little jig in her seat smiling brightly.

This made Aubrey laugh. Besides the fact that everytime Onika is drunk, she puts on a show. And not just in the bedroom either.

"You are my cute babyboy. Yes you are. My cute silly boy." Onika started to sing her own random tune.

Aubrey stayed silent enjoying his girlfriend's crazy drunk antics.

~~~

Aubrey carried Onika bridal style into their room. He closed the door with his foot and slammed her back against the wall and attacked her neck.

"Mmm" Onika moaned as Aubrey bit, licked, and sucked on her spot. Her knees started shaking and she felt herself drop in the thong.

Onika's eyes rolled back and her body was shaking violently as Aubrey held her against the wall and grinded into her. He made sure that she was locked into this position so that no matter how much she squirmed she couldn’t move.  Nicki couldn’t take anymore, all that escaped her mouth were tiny whimpers and moans.

"Aubrey..."

Aubrey finally let Onika go and roughly kissed her shoving his tongue down her throat. He broke the kiss and demanded her to get her ass to the bathroom. Onika shed her clothes as she made her way to the bathroom. Aubrey took of his clothes leaving him in his briefs. He followed Onika's trail to the bathroom.

"Ass up face down. Put your hands on the toliet and rub your clit." Aubrey growled making Onika whimper.

Aubrey took of his underwear and put his left leg up on the edge of the bathtub. He stroked himself twice before entering her.

"Papi what are you- mmmm shit faster!" Onika moaned throwing her ass back meeting Aubrey's thrusts. As soon as they both found a rhythm that they both liked, Aubrey slowed his pace and slowly grinded into Onika making her scream and rub her slit faster bring her to her climax.

"I'm gonna cum." She announced.

"Hold it." Aubrey was determined to give Onika the best climax she's ever had.

Onika closed her eyes and began to relax her body. She wanted to reach her climax so bad but the tone in Aubrey's voice let her know he wasn't playing.

"Brey I can't it's too much." Onika moaned loudly and gritted her teeth.

"Hold it!" Aubrey grunted and pounded into her harder, pressing his thumbs in Onika's back dimples.

"No! Aubrey please. I really can't hold it anymore." Onika said as tears rolled down her face. He never gave her pleasure like this before. Let alone made her hold in her climax.

"I just want u to try something baby hold it." Aubrey pleaded. He felt his stomach tighten. His climax was coming. It was coming hard.

"But oh my God Aubrey..." Onika screamed as Aubrey's pace got faster and faster. His balls slapping against her.

Onika was now resting on her arms they began to shake and the shaking in her legs increased.

"You wanna cum now?" 

"Oh my God yes please Aubrey. " She rolled her hips against him.

"Okay, but push." 

"What?" Onika stopped moving.

"When you feel like you can't hold it anymore just push." 

"Okay." Onika nodded her head.

Aubrey slowed his pace, getting ready for the three stroke.

"You ready babygirl?" Aubrey leaned over and licked Onika's earlobe.

"Yes!" Onika shouted.

Aubrey pounded her once. She bit her bottom lip.

Aubrey pounded her twice. She moaned loudly.

Aubrey pounded her three times. She screamed so loud that the people next door could probably hear them through the thin motel walls.

He kept pounding and pounding afterwards milking himself dry. 

"I'm gonna cum."

"Push baby."

She gave a small push and her juices released everywhere soaking the bathroom floor, including herself and Aubrey.

"What the fuck did you have me do?" Onika panted and giggled.

"Well you see, I was watching porn one time and I seen some bitch squirt so I thought I'd teach you." Aubrey replied back proudly.

"That was the best orgasam of my life. And in the bathroom? Really Brey?"

Aubrey laughed. "You wasn't complaining. Freaky ass."

"Round two?" 

"Can you take him?"

"Hell yeah!" Onika stood her tip toes and kissed Aubrey deeply.

"I love you."

"I love you more Brey."