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"you did what!!"
"i shot nicki!" michelle said getting off the bed putting her phone on the dresser.
"say you didn’t!"
"i cant do that if i did id be telling a lie safaree."
"YOU KILLED MY BABIES AND MY GIRL!"
"you said you wouldn’t get angry at me safaree."
"that was before i knew what you did!"
"calm down safaree!"
"HELL NO BITCH IM CALLING THE COPS!" safaree said reaching for his phone
"and what will they do you have no proof."
"you will see when they get here!" safaree said picking up his phone calling the cops.
"hello this is the 97th precent how may i help you?"
"i need a cop to my home."
"what is the reason?"
"my girlfriend and unborn children were killed and i have the person who did it here."
"are you safe sir?"
"no im not."
"has he harmed you in any way sir?"
"she and no she hasn’t but is she’s not out of my face in 15min she will be."
"sir im going to need you to not make threats."
"oh ms lady i can promise you that’s not a threat its a promise."
"ok sir we are sending a car your your house now.” safaree paced the floor never taking his eyes off of michelle. he watched as she sat with no fear in her heart. she stood and walked past him into the living room.
"wait wait where in the hell do you think your going?” he said grabbing a hold to her arm.
"safaree let me go!"
"no you going to stay here until they get here!"
"please stop touching me!" she said snatching from his grasp/.
"your a filthy heartless bitch! someone’s unborn children though! and you don’t even care! i guess its just ill get mine fuck every bitch in my way huh?"
lights popped up in the driveway and there was a knock at the door.
"hi im officer palmer what seems to be the problem here?"
"this bitch shot my girlfriend."
"is this true ma'am?"
"no its not officer."
"i have proof so you might want to cuff her."
"ok ma'am we are going to have to ask you to put your hands behind your back. you have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law . you have the right to an attorney if you cant afford one ,one will be appointed for you in the court of law is that understood?"
"yes i understand."
"safaree ran to the back room and removed the tape recorder from under the bed. he also removed the one from the cabinet and by the fire place too and handed it to the cop. he smiled as michelle was taken away in cuffs and returned to the room to get his phone to call nicki.
"hello?"
"yeah what are you doing?"
"nothing why are you calling me safaree i hope she went to the store or something."
"it worked baby."
"what worked." nicki said sitting up in the chair."
"pack your stuff."
"i can come home?"
"i can talk to my barbs?"
"yes you can talk to your barbz now baby."
"really?"
"yes baby and hurry because i miss you!"
"i miss you too." and with that the call ended.
... safarees place days later....
"safaree im bored!" nicki said setting the magazine she had in her hand down on the bed.
"your always bored munchkin."
"so lets do something!"
"something like what? what do you want to do?"
"i don’t know you pick." "you know i hate it when you do that right?" safaree said hopping
on the bed behind her picking up the magazine she just had in her hand.
"i don’t know what you talking about. nicki said pushing her self off the bed grabbing the empty bowl of popcorn.
"that thing you do when i tell you to choose what you want us to do. we end up going back and fourth about it but this time your going to choose so just give up now."
"ha! we will see about that!"
"you will just be bored then!"
nicki walked into the kitchen grabbing another bag of pop corn from the cabinet she put the bag in the microwave and leaned against the cabinet. safaree walked up to nicki resting his hands on the counter kissing her fore head.
"so what do you wanna do?"
"i don’t know safaree i think i wanna play black oops."
"you not ready for that ass whopping."
"boy bye you haven’t beat me since you taught me how to play that game."
"oh so you feeling cocky?"
"im just saying tell that lie to someone playing you for the first time." she said trying to get her popcorn.
"ok go get it set up then."
"i will!" she said going back into the room.
safaree looked through the fridge for his Snapple and begin to find him something to snack on.
"faree where is my controller?"
"huh it right there by the TV on the rack."
"you calling me blind nigga?'
"no im just telling you where it is munchkin."
"no your not because its not there."
"yes it is nicki."
"ok nigga then you come pull it from the rack then since you know so much." she said sitting on the bed with her popcorn in her lap.
safaree came into the room and searched for the controller.
"oh what happened to me being blind and it being on the rack?"
"never said you was blind and i don’t know what to tell you use one of the black ones."
"no i want my pink one find it faree."
"what’s wrong with the other ones nicki?"
"i don’t know and i don’t wanna find out either."
safaree searched the room for the controller. he opened the cabinet at the bottom of the TV and fount nickis controller.
"was that so hard."
"yup i cant bend all the way down there."
safaree just shook his head and walked into the bathroom.
"safaree Lloyd Samuels!" nicki said yelling once she opened her profile.
"what nicki!"
"what the fuck happened to my stats and my fucking profile?"
"what do you mean nicki."
"i know i had more life than this and the mission i just earned says failed and i haven’t played it."
"oh umm."
"im listening nigga."
"see me and michelle.."
"wait hold it right there for a minute let me get up cuz i think ima have to kick yo ass if you tell me what i think you bout to tell me."
"she played under your profile."
"why didn’t you make that stank eyed bitch her own profile?"
"because she kept saying it would take to much time."
"well why you aint fix my shit then?"
"i don’t know i wasn’t thinking."
"you damn right you wasn’t thinking."
"nicki its just a game."
"no its my game safaree! mine! and you know what i don’t even wanna play no more." she said poking out her lip crossing her arms.
"don’t be like that munchkin." safaree said kissing her lip.
"no you let her play my game in my profile.. and i bet that creepy bitch had my controller too." she said pouting the pink controller on the rack where it should have been.
"no nicki she didn’t play with your controller." he lied laying in the bed next to her rubbing her belly.
"lies!" she said moving his hand.
"i know something better we can do."
"what?"
"what if i give you a spa day."
"a spa day?"
"yeah ill paint your toes rub your feet give you a massage and a facial too."
"ok."
"ok let me make some calls and make some moves then ill be back."
"but im bored now safaree."
"take a nap watch a movie or something until i get back."
"please don’t take forever safaree."
"ok." he said kissing her fore head and with that he left.
I know i know it was not long enough but you know what we have to take baby steps around this boy k.. lol ill try to post again soon please comment and if you want me to let you know when i post new chapters please mention me @pinkmunybarbie..
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
JUST AN INTERLUDE....
ok yall I think I can I think I can... this is just an interlude to see if i really can.. but i think someone helped me get my mojo back last night not a happy way but never the less its back :( oh shout out to team no sleep... ANYSTANKHOE ill try to make this as long as possible and thank you for hanging with me through the storm... oh and another thing u guys we have to do better as a team please try to make up with the tm members who you have exchanged bad words with... we rise as a team we fall as one be we cant allow us to fall. HB needs us sooo much its scary and trust me ive started with the man in the mirror.. well woman.. lol but please at least try.. who know this may be the path to our ustreams radio shows and blogs back.. try ok please all my readers.. if you don’t comment today please just try that for me.. im starting with you guys today..
safarees place...
safaree entered the house to find it just the way he left it. he sat his keys in the bowl on the counter and took his shoes off at the door. walking to the back room he sent Nicki a text to make sure her and Lauren got to the room safe. he walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower and proceeded to sit on his bed.
will you meet me at my house i need to talk to you? ~safaree
sure any thing you want. ~Michelle
ok the door is open when you get here just make your self at home. ~safaree
i like the sound of that. ~michelle
so do i.. ~safaree
why the change in heart? ~michelle
she’s gone her body kept rejecting the blood its over. i need someone i cant go through this alone. ~safaree
ok ill be there soon. ~michelle
thank you. ~safaree
safaree looked through his dressers for the tape recorder nicki had for when she thought of a few bars. he grabbed it and placed it under the bed. she had a few others stashed around the house that he place where he could reach them to turn them on record. he planned on catching michelle and catching her soon. because he just wanted his life back. he returned to his room to shower.
Michelle’s house..
your a smart bitch. michelle thought to her self as she gathered some things to make her way to safaree.
soon he will be yours. just stick this out. hear him bitch and moan hold him while he cries.. i mean the man just lost his girl and those alien like kids they were going to have..
i never knew she died. after that bitch bit me i thought it would never happen.. i guess i should have read that chart huh? what’s done is done now off to my man.
michelle drove until she hit the highway. she let out a laugh as she passed billboards that read Pink Friday | Roman Reloaded. when she got to her exit at the red light she checked her hair and teeth in the mirror. she fixed at her boobs and as soon as the light turned green she pressed her way to safaree.
safarees house..
safaree sat on the bed putting on his jeans his chest glistened in the light as he rubbed the baby oil nick had on the dresser on his skin. once he hit the spot over his chest where nicki would trace with her finger he smiled.
soon this will all be over he said. i hope nicki was right.. i hope she knows what she was talking about. lets test your acting skills safaree. he said pulling his shirt over his head.
safaree could see bright lights pull up in his driveway through the glass door. he walked around the house pressing record on every tape he had stashed away and then sat on his bed pretending to flip through the channels.
"safaree?"
"im in here!"
michelle smiled as she walked back to the room she sat her bag down on the floor outside of safarees room and then proceeded to his bed.
"hi thank you for coming over. what happened to your lip?"
"oh one of my toddler patients bit me when i was giving them Eskimo kisses.." she lied shifting in her seat.
"that don’t look like a toddler bite."
"why do you say that?"
"because the teeth marks are too big."
"oh well it is. so are you ok?"
"no."
"you want to talk?"
"no."
"so what am i hear for?"
"just sit with me please."safaree said putting his head on her chest letting the tears he developed roll down his face.
"its ok safaree maybe it wasn’t meant to be."
"maybe but why is god doing this to me? why would someone shoot nicki? she’s never been a mean person to anyone."
"how would you know that?"
"what do you mean?"
"maybe she got what was coming to her?"
"what are you saying?" he said lifting up off of her.” are you saying my unborn children and my girlfriend deserved to die."
"i didn’t say that your putting words in my mouth safaree. don’t be this way."
"no then what are you saying?"
"im just saying that how do you know that she was nice to everyone."
"because she was my best friend before we ever.. i just know ok."
"and how do you know those children were really yours?"
"i just know ok!"
"ok what ever you say safaree this is not about me its about you."
"maybe if you was there you could have saved her."
"huh?"
"i said maybe if you was there you could have saved her."
"maybe maybe not with a blood transfusion you never know safaree."
michelle walked from the room to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"shit!"
she said out loud.
"that bitch bit me and now he’s asking questions."
"i should have killed that bitch when she came back for that ultrasound."
she stood in the kitchen for a while then returned to safarees room. she put her bag on the bed and pulled out her night clothes.
"what are you doing?"
"putting on my night clothes i do have work you know."
"oh no i didn’t know that. well would you not go for me?"
"no i have to go to work not all of us are rappers with millions of dollars safaree."
"ok now what the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"nothing im just saying money is how i get buy."
"ill give you the money i just need someone right now i really cant miss."
"please." safaree said begging.
"ok ok ill call as soon as i shower."
"ok towels in the hallway. the shower is right there."
"ok where can i put my things?"
"its a shelf in the closet."
"ok ill try to be quick."
"just take your time."
michelle grabbed the bright pink towels in the cabinet and came back into the room. safaree looked up and jumped from where he was laying.
"you cant use that towel!"
"why not?"
"because that’s.. because you just cant!"
"ok..." she said looking confused going back to the towel cabinet retrieving another towel.
"is this one ok." she said in a sarcastic tone.
"that ones fine."
michelle entered into the bathroom turning on the shower she examined her face in the mirror while she waited for the shower to get hot.
"what in the hell did you get your self into. this is going to be harder than what we thought."
safaree sat on the bed thinking of how he could get her to say it was her.. he sent a text to nicki to she what she thought.
so she’s here i don’t know what the hell im doing nicki. ~safaree
what do you mean? ~nicki
i mean how in the hell do i get her to spill i want this bitch out of my house! ~safaree
woo her safaree. ~nicki
are you telling me to sleep with this bitch?~safaree
no i said WOO doof! not sex her up! ~nicki
so pretend i want to sleep with her?~safaree
if that’s what you have to do baby ill understand! ~nicki
ok nicki i love you. ~safaree
i love you too safaree please be safe. ~nicki
ok i promise. ~safaree
safaree hit the menu button on his phone and deleted the text messages to nicki. he sat the phone on his dresser and continued watching the show he had no interest in. the bathroom door opened and michelle made her way to the closet to put her clothes away.
"im sorry about all the lashing out. your doing me a favor by being here. im just... its just so much to take in right now."
"i understand but if you don’t let me know what you are feeling i wont ever be able to help you."
"i kinda don’t want to talk about her lets talk about us."
"what about us safaree?"
"im sorry for leading you on. i didn’t mean to do that."
"its ok things happen i shouldn’t have came here that night. i should have let things get that far."
"no i wanted it. i did it just wasn’t the time for it."
"so you wanted to be with me?"
"yes."
"well what was all that stuff with nicki?"
"you never gave me time to let her go."
"so i didn’t have to..." she stopped and looked around.
"you didn’t have to what?"
"nothing baby."
"no what? let me know whets on your mind."
"i just didn’t have to do that in my office that day."
"no you didn’t good things come though those who wait."
"now i know that." she said curling up to safarees chest.
michelle stared off into the dim lit room she felt a since of comfort in safarees arms. she could feel in her heart that this was really him giving them a chance she just needed reassurance that this was not a joke.
"faree?"
"please don’t call me that."
"safaree?"
"yes."
"are you really going to give this a try?"
"i promise ill give this a try." he said wrapping his arms around her.
"ok."
the next day...
michelle woke looking at the clock that read 6:50 am. she turned to a sleeping safaree and kissed his fore head. getting out of the bed she walked into the kitchen to look in the refrigerator.
"wow he’s really the true definition of a guy. there is nothing in here to cook."
she walked into the bed room and retrieved her sweats from her over night bag. she then put on a plain white tee and searched for her car keys. arriving at the store she glanced over her list of things to get something for breakfast and she had plans for a nice dinner too so it was also things for that. when the shopping was all done she returned and made her way around the kitchen. it was now 7:45 and she was almost done with breakfast. she walked into the room and opened the blinds in the room. running back to the kitchen to check on the bacon she started she removed it from the pan. safaree got out of the bed to relieve him self. he stood in the mirror and brushed his teeth.
"safaree breakfast is ready."
"i can see." he said walking up to her giving her a hug.
"you want sausage or bacon?"
"can i have both?"
"sure what ever my baby wants."
safarees nose turned up at what she said but as quick as the look reached his face it disappeared.
"you did all of this?"
"yeah."
"oh sorry vie never had any one but my mom and nicki to cook for me. most females don’t know how to cook now days."
"well i do and its a lot more where this came from." she said kissing his fore head.
"so it sounds like you have the day planned."
"yeah i do i hope that’s ok."
"its fine as long as we don’t have to leave the house."
"no we don’t have to if you don’t want to."
"i don’t." he said taking a bite out of the sausage.
"ok then we wont." she said smiling.
michelle put her hair in a pony tail and put the dishes in the sink. she made her way to the room where safaree now was and sat o the bed.
"so what you want to do?"
"idk you choose. he said looking up from his phone.
"well you like playing video games why don’t you teach me how to play one."
"which one choose one."
michelle got up and walked over to his video game rack she chose the first game on the rack and tossed it on the bed.
"that one."
"why this one choose another one."
"but i want to learn that one you talked about it a lot when we first started dating."
"ok i guess you can put it in."
michelle put in the game ad grabbed for the pink controller. safaree gave her a look but didn’t say anything. the game started and the profiles came up.
"what do i do now?"
"you have to make a profile."
"why cant we use the ones up?"
"because they are not yours."
"well if i make a new on that will take to long lets just use this one." she said highlighting nickis profile.
"no lets just make you a new one."
"but i don’t want a new one just teach me on here safaree its not a big deal."
nicki is going to kill me he thought in his head.
"ok." he said sitting down.
michelle crossed her legs and sat in the middle of sbs. she laid against his chest and let her arms rest on his legs. they played the game for hours michelle messing up all of nickis data and losing half of her lives. fuck nicki is really going to kill me. safaree thought to him self and after 4 straight hours of trying to teach michelle how to play he turned off the game and put on a movie.
"so what you been up to?"
"what you mean?"
"i mean like when you were away."
"umm nothing much i took a little trip."
"oh where you go."
"i went to the uk."
"oh when was that?"
"a few weeks ago."
"like a few weeks ago... around the time me and nicki went?"
"yeah."
"oh what you do over there?"
"i umm.."
"you.."
"promise you wont get mad."
"why would i be mad?"
"because i know who shot nicki."
"you do? who shot her?"
"i shot her."
"you did what!"
"i shot her."
"wait.. you shot nicki?"
"yeah but you gotta know i only did it because i wanted us to be together."
to be continued.....
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safarees place...
safaree entered the house to find it just the way he left it. he sat his keys in the bowl on the counter and took his shoes off at the door. walking to the back room he sent Nicki a text to make sure her and Lauren got to the room safe. he walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower and proceeded to sit on his bed.
will you meet me at my house i need to talk to you? ~safaree
sure any thing you want. ~Michelle
ok the door is open when you get here just make your self at home. ~safaree
i like the sound of that. ~michelle
so do i.. ~safaree
why the change in heart? ~michelle
she’s gone her body kept rejecting the blood its over. i need someone i cant go through this alone. ~safaree
ok ill be there soon. ~michelle
thank you. ~safaree
safaree looked through his dressers for the tape recorder nicki had for when she thought of a few bars. he grabbed it and placed it under the bed. she had a few others stashed around the house that he place where he could reach them to turn them on record. he planned on catching michelle and catching her soon. because he just wanted his life back. he returned to his room to shower.
Michelle’s house..
your a smart bitch. michelle thought to her self as she gathered some things to make her way to safaree.
soon he will be yours. just stick this out. hear him bitch and moan hold him while he cries.. i mean the man just lost his girl and those alien like kids they were going to have..
i never knew she died. after that bitch bit me i thought it would never happen.. i guess i should have read that chart huh? what’s done is done now off to my man.
michelle drove until she hit the highway. she let out a laugh as she passed billboards that read Pink Friday | Roman Reloaded. when she got to her exit at the red light she checked her hair and teeth in the mirror. she fixed at her boobs and as soon as the light turned green she pressed her way to safaree.
safarees house..
safaree sat on the bed putting on his jeans his chest glistened in the light as he rubbed the baby oil nick had on the dresser on his skin. once he hit the spot over his chest where nicki would trace with her finger he smiled.
soon this will all be over he said. i hope nicki was right.. i hope she knows what she was talking about. lets test your acting skills safaree. he said pulling his shirt over his head.
safaree could see bright lights pull up in his driveway through the glass door. he walked around the house pressing record on every tape he had stashed away and then sat on his bed pretending to flip through the channels.
"safaree?"
"im in here!"
michelle smiled as she walked back to the room she sat her bag down on the floor outside of safarees room and then proceeded to his bed.
"hi thank you for coming over. what happened to your lip?"
"oh one of my toddler patients bit me when i was giving them Eskimo kisses.." she lied shifting in her seat.
"that don’t look like a toddler bite."
"why do you say that?"
"because the teeth marks are too big."
"oh well it is. so are you ok?"
"no."
"you want to talk?"
"no."
"so what am i hear for?"
"just sit with me please."safaree said putting his head on her chest letting the tears he developed roll down his face.
"its ok safaree maybe it wasn’t meant to be."
"maybe but why is god doing this to me? why would someone shoot nicki? she’s never been a mean person to anyone."
"how would you know that?"
"what do you mean?"
"maybe she got what was coming to her?"
"what are you saying?" he said lifting up off of her.” are you saying my unborn children and my girlfriend deserved to die."
"i didn’t say that your putting words in my mouth safaree. don’t be this way."
"no then what are you saying?"
"im just saying that how do you know that she was nice to everyone."
"because she was my best friend before we ever.. i just know ok."
"and how do you know those children were really yours?"
"i just know ok!"
"ok what ever you say safaree this is not about me its about you."
"maybe if you was there you could have saved her."
"huh?"
"i said maybe if you was there you could have saved her."
"maybe maybe not with a blood transfusion you never know safaree."
michelle walked from the room to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"shit!"
she said out loud.
"that bitch bit me and now he’s asking questions."
"i should have killed that bitch when she came back for that ultrasound."
she stood in the kitchen for a while then returned to safarees room. she put her bag on the bed and pulled out her night clothes.
"what are you doing?"
"putting on my night clothes i do have work you know."
"oh no i didn’t know that. well would you not go for me?"
"no i have to go to work not all of us are rappers with millions of dollars safaree."
"ok now what the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"nothing im just saying money is how i get buy."
"ill give you the money i just need someone right now i really cant miss."
"please." safaree said begging.
"ok ok ill call as soon as i shower."
"ok towels in the hallway. the shower is right there."
"ok where can i put my things?"
"its a shelf in the closet."
"ok ill try to be quick."
"just take your time."
michelle grabbed the bright pink towels in the cabinet and came back into the room. safaree looked up and jumped from where he was laying.
"you cant use that towel!"
"why not?"
"because that’s.. because you just cant!"
"ok..." she said looking confused going back to the towel cabinet retrieving another towel.
"is this one ok." she said in a sarcastic tone.
"that ones fine."
michelle entered into the bathroom turning on the shower she examined her face in the mirror while she waited for the shower to get hot.
"what in the hell did you get your self into. this is going to be harder than what we thought."
safaree sat on the bed thinking of how he could get her to say it was her.. he sent a text to nicki to she what she thought.
so she’s here i don’t know what the hell im doing nicki. ~safaree
what do you mean? ~nicki
i mean how in the hell do i get her to spill i want this bitch out of my house! ~safaree
woo her safaree. ~nicki
are you telling me to sleep with this bitch?~safaree
no i said WOO doof! not sex her up! ~nicki
so pretend i want to sleep with her?~safaree
if that’s what you have to do baby ill understand! ~nicki
ok nicki i love you. ~safaree
i love you too safaree please be safe. ~nicki
ok i promise. ~safaree
safaree hit the menu button on his phone and deleted the text messages to nicki. he sat the phone on his dresser and continued watching the show he had no interest in. the bathroom door opened and michelle made her way to the closet to put her clothes away.
"im sorry about all the lashing out. your doing me a favor by being here. im just... its just so much to take in right now."
"i understand but if you don’t let me know what you are feeling i wont ever be able to help you."
"i kinda don’t want to talk about her lets talk about us."
"what about us safaree?"
"im sorry for leading you on. i didn’t mean to do that."
"its ok things happen i shouldn’t have came here that night. i should have let things get that far."
"no i wanted it. i did it just wasn’t the time for it."
"so you wanted to be with me?"
"yes."
"well what was all that stuff with nicki?"
"you never gave me time to let her go."
"so i didn’t have to..." she stopped and looked around.
"you didn’t have to what?"
"nothing baby."
"no what? let me know whets on your mind."
"i just didn’t have to do that in my office that day."
"no you didn’t good things come though those who wait."
"now i know that." she said curling up to safarees chest.
michelle stared off into the dim lit room she felt a since of comfort in safarees arms. she could feel in her heart that this was really him giving them a chance she just needed reassurance that this was not a joke.
"faree?"
"please don’t call me that."
"safaree?"
"yes."
"are you really going to give this a try?"
"i promise ill give this a try." he said wrapping his arms around her.
"ok."
the next day...
michelle woke looking at the clock that read 6:50 am. she turned to a sleeping safaree and kissed his fore head. getting out of the bed she walked into the kitchen to look in the refrigerator.
"wow he’s really the true definition of a guy. there is nothing in here to cook."
she walked into the bed room and retrieved her sweats from her over night bag. she then put on a plain white tee and searched for her car keys. arriving at the store she glanced over her list of things to get something for breakfast and she had plans for a nice dinner too so it was also things for that. when the shopping was all done she returned and made her way around the kitchen. it was now 7:45 and she was almost done with breakfast. she walked into the room and opened the blinds in the room. running back to the kitchen to check on the bacon she started she removed it from the pan. safaree got out of the bed to relieve him self. he stood in the mirror and brushed his teeth.
"safaree breakfast is ready."
"i can see." he said walking up to her giving her a hug.
"you want sausage or bacon?"
"can i have both?"
"sure what ever my baby wants."
safarees nose turned up at what she said but as quick as the look reached his face it disappeared.
"you did all of this?"
"yeah."
"oh sorry vie never had any one but my mom and nicki to cook for me. most females don’t know how to cook now days."
"well i do and its a lot more where this came from." she said kissing his fore head.
"so it sounds like you have the day planned."
"yeah i do i hope that’s ok."
"its fine as long as we don’t have to leave the house."
"no we don’t have to if you don’t want to."
"i don’t." he said taking a bite out of the sausage.
"ok then we wont." she said smiling.
michelle put her hair in a pony tail and put the dishes in the sink. she made her way to the room where safaree now was and sat o the bed.
"so what you want to do?"
"idk you choose. he said looking up from his phone.
"well you like playing video games why don’t you teach me how to play one."
"which one choose one."
michelle got up and walked over to his video game rack she chose the first game on the rack and tossed it on the bed.
"that one."
"why this one choose another one."
"but i want to learn that one you talked about it a lot when we first started dating."
"ok i guess you can put it in."
michelle put in the game ad grabbed for the pink controller. safaree gave her a look but didn’t say anything. the game started and the profiles came up.
"what do i do now?"
"you have to make a profile."
"why cant we use the ones up?"
"because they are not yours."
"well if i make a new on that will take to long lets just use this one." she said highlighting nickis profile.
"no lets just make you a new one."
"but i don’t want a new one just teach me on here safaree its not a big deal."
nicki is going to kill me he thought in his head.
"ok." he said sitting down.
michelle crossed her legs and sat in the middle of sbs. she laid against his chest and let her arms rest on his legs. they played the game for hours michelle messing up all of nickis data and losing half of her lives. fuck nicki is really going to kill me. safaree thought to him self and after 4 straight hours of trying to teach michelle how to play he turned off the game and put on a movie.
"so what you been up to?"
"what you mean?"
"i mean like when you were away."
"umm nothing much i took a little trip."
"oh where you go."
"i went to the uk."
"oh when was that?"
"a few weeks ago."
"like a few weeks ago... around the time me and nicki went?"
"yeah."
"oh what you do over there?"
"i umm.."
"you.."
"promise you wont get mad."
"why would i be mad?"
"because i know who shot nicki."
"you do? who shot her?"
"i shot her."
"you did what!"
"i shot her."
"wait.. you shot nicki?"
"yeah but you gotta know i only did it because i wanted us to be together."
to be continued.....
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