tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30659248902213642742024-02-06T19:33:20.772-08:00Forever Young[Finished]CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-11452734380460150122013-02-25T06:45:00.000-08:002013-02-25T06:45:08.127-08:00THANK YOUI just wanted to quickly thank you all once again for reading and commenting, this was my very first story so it means a lot!! In particular I wanna thank those who commented on EVERY post without fail, I seriously would have given up AGES ago if it wasn't for you guys! Your support is really appreciated :)<br />
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I'm starting to notice that people seem to like Catch Me above all my other fics, I'm not sure why but I won't question it lol! I'll carry on with that one for a little longer though. I think I already mentioned that <b>Here I Am</b> will be ending soon and <i>maybe </i>even <b>Can Anybody Hear Me?</b> But I dunno about that yet, I'll see how I feel lol but anyway, thanks again for all your amazing comments and support!!<br />
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Carlee xCarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-68323201919651522382013-02-21T00:38:00.004-08:002013-02-21T00:58:26.189-08:00You Only Get One Second Chance - Part Two*This is the last chapter, thanks for the previous comments and thanks to everyone who read this story I know it's a rushed ending :/ In fact it's pretty shitty tbh! I apologise. I've grown to hate this fic, I don't know why but ending it seemed right to me :) I hope this is okay for you :/*<br />
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"Can I ask you somethin'?"<br />
<br />
"Sure, fire away." Drake smiled back at her, waiting for the question to surface. They were sat in his lounge room sharing conversation which as of late, seemed to be happening more frequently. Every time she'd come to collect Noah she'd end up staying for an hour or so longer.<br />
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"Do you think I should forgive SB for what he did?" She tilted her head and looked over at him as he sipped from his glass.<br />
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"Well, you forgave me for somethin' a lot worse."<br />
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"Yeah but that's different though." She wrinkled her face up. "You had no clue what the fuck you were doing. He did."<br />
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"Isn't that worse though? I put yours and Noah's lives at risk, if SB hadn't come in when he did who knows what I coulda done." He raised his brow and watched her face as she pondered deeply. "Do you want to forgive him?"<br />
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"A part of me does, I guess." She sighed and shook her head. "I just can't let go of how angry I am, y'know what I'm sayin'?" Her eyes squinted at him, waiting for him to answer.<br />
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"Yeah but it musta hurt for him to walk away too though, leavin' you and Noah behind like that."<br />
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"He didn't have to leave though! He chose to go, that's what's so infuriatin' to me."<br />
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"You saw no reason for him to leave, he obviously did." He took another sip from his glass. "But he's back, doesn't that tell you somethin'? He made a mistake, Nic. He's human, like the rest of us."<br />
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"So you think I should give him another chance?" She sat forward some more before glancing at Noah as he watched his movie across the room.<br />
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"I think he deserves a second chance. So do you." His nonsensical talking made her frown.<br />
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"Me?"<br />
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"Yeah, a second chance at happiness. The douche you're with now doesn't deserve you. He's a low life, Nicki."<br />
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"I finished with him this afternoon anyway."<br />
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"Good, he was a damn waste of space." He finished off what was in his glass and stared at her for a while before talking again with a knowing tone. "SB's back in town ain't he?"<br />
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"Yeah." She ran her fingers through her hair carelessly as she exhaled. "He's been pestering me to meet up with him."<br />
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"When?"<br />
<br />
"Tonight, Dario's at eight on the dot." Folding her lips she let her dimples deepen whilst her eyes flicked over his facial expression.<br />
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"You've got a half hour to get there."<br />
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"I'm not going."<br />
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"So what are you playin' twenty-one questions with me for?" He smirked as her face screwed up. She was obviously agonising over what she wanted. Now it was evident that giving Safaree another shot was what she wished to do. "Noah can stay here, he's fine watching his movie."<br />
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"You really think I should do this?" She got to her feet steadily.<br />
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"I'm a hundred percent sure, and so are you. You just don't know it yet. You're too angry." Their eyes remained locked for a second or two before she smiled.<br />
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"Thank you."<br />
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"For what? I ain't do nothin'." His eyes followed her frame as she got closer to him.<br />
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"Yes you did. You listened when nobody else would." Leaning down slowly she kissed his cheek and stood upright again. "Thanks, Drake."<br />
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"Hey, no worries." He grinned up at her. "Good luck and I'll see you soon."<br />
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She let herself out and moved down to her car quickly, she had fifteen minutes to get there. Suddenly remembering what she was wearing she darted home to change in record breaking time before hitting the road again. She was feeling mixed feelings and emotions as she drove there in silence, hoping that they could resolve their differences.<br />
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***<br />
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Anxiously sitting at the table he grabbed a waiter going by and ordered another drink. He'd been waiting for a few minutes, he wanted to give her some time to get here but honestly he figured she wasn't coming. This was his last chance to fix things, to get his life back. The life he'd so stupidly given up all those years ago. Every day since he'd walked out had been a punishment. Not being able to see her, hear her or talk to her was hell. Looking down at his lap he checked his phone, only to sigh when he'd received no messages. She wasn't going to turn up, how was he so stupid to believe she'd even show her face after everything he had done. He cursed himself out mentally before a soft voice interrupted his self-hating thoughts.<br />
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"Sorry, I'm a lil' late."<br />
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"Nicki? You actually came?" He stood up quickly, his eyes wide before he jumped back to the moment and moved around the table to pull her chair out.<br />
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"Well yeah, you did say eight right?"<br />
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"Yeah I just didn't think you'd meet me." He spoke honestly before retaking his own seat.<br />
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"Initially I wasn't. But a certain someone encouraged me to hear you out." She rearranged her cutlery to use up some of her nervous energy as she talked.<br />
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"I was hoping she'd try and talk you 'round." He admitted.<br />
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"It wasn't kelsey."<br />
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"Then who?" He furrowed his brow, not thinking who else could know about this situation.<br />
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"Actually it was Drake. He seems to think that you deserve a second chance." She looked up at him for the first time since she'd got there. She missed him as much as he did her.<br />
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"Drake said that?"<br />
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"Yeah, but what he thinks is completely irrelevant right now. I have to be the one that feels you deserve a second shot. So, I'm gonna hear you out. No yelling and no interrupting."<br />
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"I don't even know where to start." He sighed and looked down.<br />
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"How 'bout we order first? Then we can talk." Her eyes flickered as she blinked at him.<br />
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"Sure." He handed her a menu and followed her lead as they both searched for something they wanted to eat before calling a waiter over.<br />
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***<br />
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The hours passed by quickly and before they knew it they'd already finished their dessert and were still deep in conversation at the restaurant table.<br />
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"I just wanna know one other thing." She interrupted him for the first time since he'd been talking. He ran through everything thoroughly, trying to get her to see things from her perspective and it was working. He saw her tear up a few times but she'd managed to control her emotions.<br />
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"Go ahead."<br />
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"Was there somebody else? That made you wanna leave me?" He grabbed her hand gently across the table and squeezed it.<br />
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"I swear to you, on my life. There was nobody else. I loved you then and I still love you now." He exhaled loudly. "I fucked up, Nicki."<br />
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"I know you did." She lightly squeezed his hand back. "And I don't wanna make the same mistake as you and walk away. I'ont wanna feel the same regret you felt." Hearing those words he looked up at her hopefully.<br />
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"You mean-"<br />
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"Yes. I wanna try again, but it'll take time Safaree. To rebuild what we had? It's gonna take time, effort and faith." She breathed in shakily. "But I'm willing to try if you are?"<br />
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"I will do anythin' to get back what I had." The hope in his eyes made her heart warm up a little, their hands still connected across the table. Relying purely on her gut instinct, her heart and Drake's encouraging words she persuaded her mind to agree with her.<br />
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"We do this properly though. We have to date first. I can't just invite you back into my life so quickly, I'm not ready for that and plus I have Noah to think about now."<br />
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"I understand that." He nodded before folding his lips. "So, was this our first date?" His question made her smile.<br />
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"I guess so. We should do this again some time." Slowly getting to her feet she pushed her empty dessert bowl to the centre of the table and pulled her purse over her shoulder.<br />
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"I'd like that. I'll call you tomorrow."<br />
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"I'll be waiting." Smiling once again she pushed her chair in before walking away, the smile still plastered to her face. As was his whilst he paid for their food. Things were starting to look up for them and at that moment he knew they'd be okay.<br />
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~ The End ~<br />
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*Okay, I have no idea how to end a story since I've never really ended one lol but thanku all for reading and to those who commented too :)) This wouldn't have continued for the time it did if it wasn't for you guys!! So, THANKU! <b>Also this might be back-peddling but if anyone has any issues with the way I ended it please let me know!</b> lol :))*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-22605778099982717432013-01-25T02:19:00.000-08:002013-01-25T18:36:04.714-08:00You Only Get One Second Chance - Part One*For the anon who asked what Warfarin was, I believe it's an anti-coagulant. So it thins the blood to prevent clotting. Oh and the chapter for CM is almooost done. I'll post that on Monday, Australia time :) Hope this is alright ://*<br />
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She stared him down for what felt like ages before actually talking.<br />
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"What do you want SB?"<br />
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"I wanna talk. Properly."<br />
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"Talk? You said everything you wanted to in the letter you left me. Explained everythin' pretty well actually!" She laughed humorlessly. "I forgot to thank you for it." He could see the tears starting to fall from her eyes as she spoke shakily. "I still have it y'know? The letter. I used to read it over and over and over again when Noah was taken from me, just try and make sense of where I messed up. What I did wrong for you to just leave me like that!"<br />
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"Nicki, please I just wanna-"<br />
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"No Safaree! I'm not gonna just stand here and let you bullshit your way back in! You really hurt me." She wiped at her face with her gloved hand as she shifted in the cold. "I'ont wanna see you so please, just stop tryin'." Her focus lay on the worn out sidewalk beneath her feet before she turned and slid into the car. He didn't want to press her and further push her away. Instead he let her go, his eyes following her car as she drove off.<br />
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Pulling up to her apartment block she cut the engine and just sat in the silence for a while, trying to come to terms with what was happening. Undoubtedly she was really hurt about what he did to her but something deep down was telling her to hear him out. Then thoughts of the letter would come back to her and his penned out feelings hit her like a truck every time. Shaking her head she climbed out of the car and got Noah out, carrying him to the apartment block steps after grabbing the bags and locking up the car.<br />
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"You dropped somethin'." She jumped at the sound of his voice again, did he really just follow her home? He handed her the boxing gloves as she just stared at him fiercely.<br />
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"You just don't get it do you?!" Shifting Noah in her arms she moved down from the top step to be closer to him. "Leave me alone. Noah doesn't need you in his life, I don't need you in our life and most of all SB, we don't <i>want </i>you in our life. Just, stay away from us." She turned angrily, only to almost trip up the step that she'd misjudged. Feeling his arm supporting her weight she collected her footing and pulled away from him.<br />
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"Look, just lemme help you inside Nicki? You're gonna have a accident." Tugging at the bag handle in her grip he attempted to hold on to them but she scoffed loudly.<br />
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"You think I can't manage this by myself? That's fuckin' hilarious SB! I managed for three years by myself, what the fuck makes you think I need you all of a sudden?!" Her cruel words hit him hard. Letting go quickly he held his hands up and stepped away in surrender.<br />
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"Aight, I hear you. I'm sorry I even bothered." He walked away slowly, shaking his head with regret.<br />
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Watching him leave was painful, she wanted to run after him but her heart and mind was begging her not to. The torture endured from the previous train-wreck he'd caused was too much to handle, she couldn't expose herself to that sort of danger again. After tucking Noah into his little bed she moved through to the bathroom, allowing the water pressure and heat of the shower to ease her mind and body.<br />
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"S'up with you?" Dante's uncaring question was only half of the sting as he didn't even pull his eyes away from the TV screen when she entered their room.<br />
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"Nothing."<br />
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"Oh." He shrugged. "Aight well I gotta leave early in the mornin' so I'mma stay at my own place." He snaked his arm over her side, resting on her front as he kissed on her neck. "I'll see you tomorrow." And just like that, she was alone again. A familiar feeling as of late, aside from her family she felt completely alone.<br />
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***<br />
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"Mommy?"<br />
<br />
"Hmm?" Her monotonous hum let him know she was annoyed, especially when she didn't open her eyes to look at him. She could feel him sat next to her on the bed but remained motionless.<br />
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"Mooommmy?"<br />
<br />
"What Noah?"<br />
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"I'm hungry." He smiled cheekily and crawled up next to her so he was face to face with her closed eyes.<br />
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"What do you see on my alarm clock?" Turning his head he stared at the flashing digits.<br />
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"Um, a six a two and an oh."<br />
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"It's a zero baby, not an oh. Come back when the six is a seven." She smiled back into her pillow as he grew even more impatient.<br />
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"Mommy!?"<br />
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"Alright! I'm getting up now." She threw her covers back and caught sight of him running through to the kitchen. "Stop running, I ain't got time to be sweepin' up your teeth if you fall." She moved around the corner only to see him sat at the table waiting. Grabbing his bowl and filling it with cereal she splashed some milk in before handing it to him.<br />
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"Thank you Mommy." He shoved his spoon straight in eagerly as she smiled down at him.<br />
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"You feel better today?"<br />
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"Mm." Nodding in response he kept up with his eating as she watched on.<br />
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"Good. 'Cause Daddy had plans for you today, so you're goin' to go see him later." She stood and began making herself something to eat before speaking up again. "Did you like the gloves he got you?"<br />
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"Yeah!" The cereal almost fell from his mouth as he grinned.<br />
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"You have to be careful with them though."<br />
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"I know Mommy, I will."<br />
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"Good."<br />
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The rest of the morning seemed to run by quite quickly and relatively smoothly much to her surprise. Drake was a little late to collect Noah but not so late that she made a tardy entrance to work. Admittedly it wasn't the most desirable job but it paid the bills which is all that was important to her right now. She was a barmaid. Not at some popular, in demand, up and coming club but a small pub with a family-friendly environment. Ater handing an elderly man his change she moved from behind the bar and began collecting glasses and plates from the tables.<br />
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"Nic, the barrell needs changin' when you're done out front."<br />
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"Yes sir." She flashed her boss a smile and continued her task at hand. It was fairly busy in the afternoon, mostly men on their lunch breaks having a drink in their hour off. It always a pain since she couldn't legally serve them any alcohol but she could serve food and other drinks seeing as it was also and eatery as well. Hearing the bustle of street crowds grow louder she figured the door had opened yet again, which meant resuming her role behind the bar.<br />
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"What's good off of the menu in this place?" Her attention was immediately pulled in his direction as she placed the dirty glasses into a crate. It was Safaree. Her anger levels spiked, but being in her place of work she managed to bite her tongue.<br />
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"Food is served over the other side of the bar." Not making any sort of eye contact with him he sat the menu down and watched her as she slid the heavy crate under the bar. She was completely blanking his existence, treating him as though he was just a stranger she was serving.<br />
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"Well, I wanna drink then. Just a water'll do, thanks." He watched her roll her eyes and throw a rag cloth on to the side with a hint of her infamous temper.<br />
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"Kels, could you serve this customer please? I have to go change the barrell, I won't be long." Kelsey nodded and took Safaree's order whilst Nick disappeared into the cellar. Why couldn't he see that she didn't care anymore? That she didn't want to see him or speak to him? Her mind struggled to find an answer when her thoughts suddenly kicked into overdrive. What if it was because he knew that she wanted to give him a second chance, even though she didn't even know it herself. That thought alone made her confused. Why would he think she wanted him back when she didn't even think she wanted him back? Maybe she did want him back. Standing up quickly once she was finished she felt her head pounding. "Why the hell do you do this to yourself Onika?" Not bothering to seem competely crazy and answer her own question she made her way back out the front. Only to be annoyed when she saw him still sat there, sipping his water.<br />
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"Yo Nic, who is that guy?"<br />
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"Never seen him before in my life. Why?"<br />
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"Really? You think he's single?" She hadn't anticipated her asking that question and felt herself becoming defensive.<br />
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"How the fuck would I know? If you're that depserate, go ask him." She shook her head whilst still looking at him. "I'm goin' on my break. If Dev comes back through tell'm I'll work overtime If I can get someone to watch Noah. Lord knows, I need the money right now." Kelsey watched her disappear before sighing, she and Nicki always had a rather turbulent relationship but always in a sisterly way. Seeing her obviously going through something wasn't particularly nice but being treated as though it were her fault was not acceptable. Filling another glass with a beverage she slid it across the side to a solemn looking SB.<br />
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"This one's on me. You look like you could do with it." She smiled and leant over the bar, using it to rest on. "I'm Kelsey by the way. I never seen you 'round here before."<br />
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"Thanks, I'm SB and I just moved back here, it's been a while."<br />
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"You had a rough day or somethin'?"<br />
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" Rough day? Try a rough three years."<br />
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"Wow. That's pretty grim." She moved back and started wiping down glasses as she spoke.<br />
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"Mm, sorry what'd you say your name was again?" He squinted a little and smiled.<br />
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"Kelsey." Holding the cloth in one hand she extended the other for him to shake. "Nice to meet you, SB." Her pale white skin looked almost porecelain in contrast to his dark and appealing tone.<br />
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"You too." <br />
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"So you gonna join our long list of sad and lonely regulars at this place?"<br />
<br />
"Actually, no." He laughed a tad at what she had said. "I only came her to speak with Nic, I shoulda known she was gonna act like this though. Lil' stubborn ass."<br />
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"Wait, y'mean Nicki?"<br />
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"Yeah, the other bargirl you was talking to before."<br />
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"You know her?"<br />
<br />
"Lemme guess she said she never met me before?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah, s'up with that?" She dropped the cloth again, becoming more intrigued by where this conversation was going. Nicki's past and personal life always remained in the shadows with the new people she met, so this encounter was proving to be very insightful to Kelsey's ears.<br />
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"Eh, I can't really get into details." Folding his lips after finishing his drink he placed the glass back down. "Thanks for the drink and nice meetin' you. Tell Nic if she's got the least bit of interest then meet me tonight at Dario's, eight on the dot. If she doesn't show, I'll leave her alone." Grabbing his phone he re-adjusted his cap and left without another word. The instructions left in Kelsey's capable hands.<br />
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***<br />
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"Dev, please? Noah's with his dad and I could really use the extra cash at the moment." Clasping her hands together she followed behind the middle-aged man as she whined.<br />
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"Nicki I can't afford to be payin' you, you're underage and the amount of people you'll serve in a night will be minimal. I'm sorry, Kelsey's twenty-three. She can at least serve alcohol to my customers."<br />
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"Well, I'll clean or clear tables or somethin'?"<br />
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"We have a cleaner and the other bargirls can clear tables. Go home Nicki." He stopped walking and turned to face her. "I'll see you tomorrow." With an affectionate half smile he shut the door in her face as politely as he could. Once again feeling defeated she emptied her locker of her belongings and zipped up her jacket.<br />
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"Hey Nic!" Kelsey chirped and shut the staff room door quietly.<br />
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"What?" Ignoring her monotounous response Kels expanded her sentence.<br />
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"That guy you supposedly didn't know told me he'd be wating for you at Dario's tonight, eight sharp."<br />
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"And?" She curled her lip and slammed the locker door shut.<br />
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"And if you have any sort of interest you've to meet him there." Her smiled faded when she heard Nicki scoff.<br />
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"And if I don't?"<br />
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"Then he said he'll be outta your life for good."<br />
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"He's so fucking dramatic."<br />
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"He seemed pretty cut up y'know? I think you should at least show up, hear him out and if you're still angry then let him leave."<br />
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"Thanks for the advice Kels, but after the way he treated me? He's lucky I even gave him the time of day." She sighed again and gripped the keys in her hand. "Look, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later."<br />
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"Aight, well just think about what I said then." Watching her leave, she ony prayed she'd take her words and use them wisely. In her eyes, everybody deserved a second chance.<br />
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*sorry if this is FULL of typos, I typed it using the blogger app for iPad and I'm really sucky at typing lol thanku for commenting on the last chapter and I hope this was ok :))*<br />
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CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-8199890235339331832012-12-17T01:00:00.001-08:002012-12-17T01:28:18.945-08:00Long Time No See*I'm back lol I hope this is alright for everyone :/ Also if you anyone wants any other fic updating just say which one in the comment box :)) I'm trying to get back into them all cause I miss writing!*<br />
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Squeezing through the masses of people Nicki finally made it to the bar. The place was pretty packed to say the least. She set her purse down whilst waiting for Candi, Lauren, TT, Thembi and all the rest. They were somewhere around, she just didn't know where. Going out wasn't planned but it was her birthday and she wasn't about to spend the night wallowing at home, since Noah was with Drake she had the freedom to go out and celebrate her nineteenth birthday with her friends. Although taking her out was supposed to kind of take her mind off of Dante and his pointless existence, she was still bothered by him. She just wanted at least <i>some </i>stability for Noah and in her eyes getting rid of Dante only to meet another guy some months later wasn't really what she had in mind. Things looked kind of bleak in the relationship department right now and if she had to turn to celibacy to protect her son then she would. Feeling the gap next to her suddenly fill she turned her head slowly only to see TT stood by her side.<br />
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"What you drinkin'?" Her earrings were swaying as she kept pulling her head up down in between looking at Nicki and searching through her purse.<br />
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"Just a water, thanks." She smiled with her lips folded as she moved ever so slightly to the blaring music.<br />
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"Water?! Nic, we're out celebratin' <i>your </i>birthday and you're drinkin' water?" Her face was written with shock as she continued to stare at her.<br />
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"Y'know I'on usually drink much." She shrugged. "Honestly it's fine."<br />
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"Whatever you want." She finally got her hands on some notes and lay them on the bar.<br />
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"I need to pee, I'll see you back here." Swiftly grabbing her purse she threw it over her shoulder and walked briskly to the bathroom. The queue was a mile long. "Serioulsy?" She fidgeted impatiently and tiptoed slightly to try and peer over the peoples heads, the line wasn't even moving and she was beyond desperate. When she had to go, she had to go. Gently chewing on her glossed lip she flicked her eyes to the men's restroom. No queue. For that split second her mind was in turmoil trying to make a quick decision. "Fuck it." Pulling herself out of the line she sneakily made her way over to the men's room. Thankfully nobody was in there and it wasn't nearly as disgusting as she thought it would have been. "Damn, it's kinda nice in here." Talking to herself she did a quick mirror check and locked herself in a cubicle and did what she needed to do. Not hearing the main door open she flushed the toilet and let herself out whilst fixing her skirt.<br />
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"Y'know, there's a girl's restroom right across from here?" That voice made her jolt before snapping her head up in his direction. She'd know it anywhere. He was just staring at her as if she was going to actually give him the time of day. She wasn't sure if it was the circumstances in which they'd bumped into one another or the fact that she was trying to hold in all her anger but she couldn't speak. Not even one word, after three years without contact she didn't have one single word to say to him. Neither did he by the sounds of it. The silence kept growing until another two guys entered and walked between them to get to the urinals, giving her a weird look at the same time. She didn't waste another minute before she shoved her phone back into her purse and once again slung it over her shoulder, pushing past him to get to the door. "Nicki wait!" He grabbed her arm but let go when she snatched it away from him.<br />
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"Wait?! You want me to wait?! I been waitin' Safaree! I been waitin' for. Three. Fucking. Years!" She screamed one word between each slap she threw at his chest. He didn't stop her, knowing he deserved everything and more. Managing to control herself she shook her head tearfully and backed away before walking out. She couldn't believe he had the audacity to stand there and try to strike up conversation with her as if he hadn't walked out on her and Noah three years ago, leaving her with only a note. As she stalked through the crowds of people on her way back to TT she ignored Candi shouting behind her until she reached the bar. They could tell there was something wrong with her, it didn't take a genius to work that out.<br />
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"Nic? What's wrong?" Candi's concerned voice was still audible over the music as she approached her other side.<br />
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"Nothin' I'm fine, we gonna get the drinks in or what?" She sniffled, trying to change the subject and pulled out some cash before TT's hand stopped her.<br />
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"It's cool, I got'm don't worry 'bout it Nic. I thought you weren't drinkin' anyway?"<br />
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"I changed my mind."<br />
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"Aight, well I'll bring 'em over." She rotated her body back to the bar as she got their drinks.<br />
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"You not gon' answer that?" The question Candi asked made her look at her with a puzzled expression.<br />
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"What?"<br />
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"Your phone, it's ringin'." Pulling it out of her friend's hand she held it up to her face. "It's your baby daddy." The way she sang it out made Nicki roll her eyes.<br />
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"Oh shit, I better answer that." She moved away from her friends to take the call, leaving them there wondering.<br />
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"The hell is up with her?" Candi was about to answer TT's question when she clocked SB near the fire escape. Nudging TT harshly she nodded her head in his direction, he looked as though he was searching for someone and from Nicki's weird behaviour they already knew who.<br />
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"The fuck is he doin' here?!" She shook her head frustratedly. "If Nic sees him-"<br />
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"She's already seen him."<br />
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"How do you know?" She curled her lip and looked forward before catching on slowly. "Oh, right." About to start talking again they both stopped when they saw Nicki approaching.<br />
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"What's up? Everythin' okay?" TT slipped the straw back into her mouth as she waited for an answer but Nicki looked agitated.<br />
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"No, I'm really sorry I gotta go." She opened up her purse and grabbed her keys before looking back up at her two friends. She seemed really flustered as her brow remained furrowed.<br />
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"Seriously? You're goin' home early on your birthday?" The frequency of Candi's voice went right through Nicki as she squinted trying to listen to her.<br />
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"I'm sorry, I wish I could stay, you know I do but Drake just called, he said Noah's sick and he wants to go home, I gotta go pick'm up." Switching her gaze between the two of them she spoke up since neither of them were saying anything. "How 'bout we do this next Friday? Y'all are free then right?"<br />
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"Yeah, yeah Course. We'll sort somethin' out." TT butted in before Candi got chance, she knew whatever she had to say would just make Nicki feel even more conflicted.<br />
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"Thanks you guys." She mumbled in a whiny voice as she hugged them individually. "Tell the others I said bye. I'll talk to you later." With one last wave she was on her way. She couldn't wait to climb into her car and stop fighting the tears. The last three years had been insanely difficult but somehow she'd managed to get through them however seeing him tonight had set her back. It was as if having him stood in front of her like that had literally pushed her back fives steps all in the space of twenty seconds yet it had taken her <i>three years </i>to get this far. Resting her hands on the top of the steering wheel she let the tears run for a while before getting herself together and pulling out of the side street. She'd purposely parked there in case she decided to have a few drinks, that way she could just leave the car until the next morning to pick up. She was in a way relieved that she was leaving because she really couldn't face SB right now. She wasn't ready to deal with him or his pathetic excuses.<br />
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Putting the phone down Drake felt kind of bad, he guessed she was out celebrating her birthday and he'd pulled her away from her night of fun. He let his thoughts swirl as he made his way back to Noah's room. He had a room at Drake's and a room at Nicki's both with all the clothes he needed. They wanted to make both places feel like his home.<br />
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"How you holdin' up lil' man? You still not feelin' too good?" He sat down gently onto Noah's small bed. He was all rugged up under the comforter with a sorry look on his face, pouting ever so slightly just like his Mother. He sniffled and shook his little head before moving around to get comfy again.<br />
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"Is Mommy coming now?"<br />
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"Yeah, Mommy's on her way." He smiled at him as he brought his thumb to his mouth, usually he'd be told off but seeing as he wasn't feeling well he decided to let him off just this once. His eyes were getting heavier by the second as he lay sucking his thumb. In all honesty he looked a lot younger than four but he could definitely hold his own with the other kids at the playground. Something he must have got from Nicki. Just as his thoughts began to delve into a playground incident his apartment buzzer sounded. Cautiously leaving Noah's room he ran to let Nicki in.<br />
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"Hey, come in. I'm sorry to call you out so late."<br />
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"No, it's fine don't worry 'bout it I was headed home anyways." She lied before smiling tiredly and moving out of his way to let him shut the door. "So what's wrong with'm?"<br />
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"He's just a lil' feverish." He shrugged as he spoke, noticing the mascara stains which she'd tried to get rid of but failed. He knew she'd either been crying or somebody had thrown a drink in her face. The first one seemed more logical.<br />
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"That's it?"<br />
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"Yeah, but he said he wanted to go home so I'm not gon' hold him hostage here." He laughed as he led her through to Noah's room. He was still laying limply in his sheets.<br />
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"He take his warfarin tablet?" She was walking towards his bed as she spoke before sitting beside his little body.<br />
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"Yeah, he had it with his supper." Drake answered worriedly, hovering behind her. She touched his forehead lightly and he awoke almost immediately.<br />
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"Hey baby." Her warm smile and soft voice made him feel safe as he sat up out of the blankets to wrap his little arms around her feebly. Clutching him to her she stood up and secured him against herself before turning to Drake. "I'll drop him 'round tomorrow if he's feelin' any better. Sorry it didn't work out." She felt terrible that it was Drake's time to spend with his son and she was taking him away.<br />
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"Hey, don't worry 'bout it." He laughed a little and rubbed her arm. "He's not feelin' good, I understand." He followed behind her carrying Noah's bag when they reached the door. "Hey Nic? Before you go there's somethin' I wanted to ask you."<br />
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"Yeah?" She turned slowly with Noah still sleeping on her.<br />
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"It's about Christmas-"<br />
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"You want Noah to spend it with you."She finished off his sentence with what she thought was correct, but she was wrong. Frowning at his facial expression she waited for him to expand.<br />
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"Actually I was jus' gonna ask if you both could come for pre-Christmas lunch at my Mom's." For the first time that night she felt a small smile spreading across her face. Just the way he asked nervously, rubbing his neck as he spoke.<br />
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"Oh, well then, yes. Yes we can." She looked back up at him.<br />
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"Great, so you're free on Sunday?"<br />
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"I'll have to check Noah's planner but I'm sure he's got nothin' planned." She smiled before shaking her head lightly. "We're both free, thanks for askin'." Even though she was joking around and putting on a fake smile, which she thought was pretty believable, he could tell there was something wrong with her.<br />
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"Funny." He smirked and nudged her arm with his knuckle. "You okay tonight? You seem...Upset. 'Cause if it's Dante actin' like-"<br />
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"It's not Dante and it's nothin', really. I'm fine but thanks for actin' concerned."<br />
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"Nic, I wasn't <i>acting </i>I really am worried. The guy's an ass, I'on want him 'round either of you."<br />
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"Drake, I'm fine. We're fine." She ended her sentence with a reassuring smile. "I promise."<br />
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"Aight, well I'll see you on Sunday. Don't forget Noah."<br />
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"Now look who's got jokes." She hit him with her free hand before he opened the door for her.<br />
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"Oh wait!" He thrust Noah's overnight bag into her hand before she got chance to say anything and disappeared back into his apartment. He was back within seconds. "I forgot these."<br />
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"Drake. I told you about this already. He can't have stuff like this." She looked back at him with annoyance whilst pushing the tiny pair of boxing gloves back away from herself.<br />
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"Come on Nic. He was so excited for 'em, what harm is a four-year-old gonna cause himself?"<br />
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"A four-year-old who is gonna be takin' warfarin for the rest of his life? A lot Drake. I mean, what if he gets into it and wants to continue?" She shook her head again.<br />
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"So what? You're just gonna say no to everythin' he wants to get involved in? You can't wrap him in cotton wool Nicki." Looking back up at his disappointed face she felt awful. Any kind of contact sport was out of the question for Noah. Even a large bruise could be dangerous and she wasn't prepared to take that kind of risk but then again just a simple paper-cut or nosebleed could be as bad.<br />
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"Fine, but if he asks to carry on with it you're the one who's gonna tell'm no." His face beamed when she took the gloves from his grasp. "I'll see you tomorrow if he's feelin' any better.<br />
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"Aight, g'night Nic." He just leant in his doorway, watching her disappear before shutting himself back inside. He loved that they got along, it was good for theirs and Noah's sake.<br />
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As she got down to her car she threw the bag and gloves into the front before opening the back door to Noah's car seat and placing him in it carefully, so she didn't wake him. Drake was right, he was fairly burning up but his body was shivering. She pouted at the thought of her baby feeling ill and covered him with his big blue blanket once she'd strapped him in. Shutting his door quietly she was about to move around to the driver's side when a voice behind her stopped her in her tracks.<br />
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*Okay I'm not too happy with this but I feel as though I need to post and hopefully my ideas will start going again :/ I'm a little less knotted right now because I finally got all my results back and I've successfully passed my first year at uni! ^_^ Anyways, thanks SO much for the comments on the previous chapter, I hope this one was okay and thanku also for being patient :D*<br />
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Oh yeah and here is little Noah ^_^<br />
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<br />CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-66463575110110101592012-12-01T06:32:00.001-08:002012-12-01T06:32:38.686-08:00Closed Doors*Hope this is okay for you guys, thanku for the comments you left on the last chapter :) Also, for any of my Dricki readers I'm posting on SD and PUTP tomorrow since they got the most comments. This fic was a bit of a struggle tbh, I was going to finish it ages ago but kept on going so hopefully it ain't boring anyone! I'm tryin to think up new stuff so please hang in there lol OH and the rest of WTWC should be up tomorrow too :))*<br />
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The amount of stress and heartache Nicki struggled with in the months following Safaree's sudden and cowardly departure was immense, in fact her priorities and whole outlook on life changed because of him. The most difficult moment was undoubtedly the day she lost Noah. Her emotional state combined with her age and lack of support she had was apparently a good enough reason for him to be taken from her. The fight to get him back drove her through that rough patch though. She closed everything to do with Safaree behind a door along with every other negative focus and concentrated on her study and getting her child back. Of course there was no way in hell she could have got to where she is now if it wasn't for her family. Even her Father. He saw the pain she was experiencing and sorted his own issues out in hope that it would look better for Nicki to have more support around her. For the six weeks she wasn't allowed to care for him she was still allowed to visit him once a week, until finally she was granted permission to have him in her care again. She never once looked back from there on and even now, three years later she was doing better than ever. It was a different story for Safaree though.<br />
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"Noah, would you please stop runnin'? You're gonna get stood on." She manoeuvred the shopping cart around the corner as she spoke whilst four year old Noah ran cutely ahead. Suddenly seeing a nice pyramid of boxes stacked up she ditched the cart and ran to grab her son before he dared push it over. "No you don't." The grin on his face faded as he felt himself being lifted from the floor and sat in the seat in the cart. "If you can't walk nicely then you can't walk at all." Clicking the straps shut she pouted back at him and continued on with her shopping. He was a handful at the best of times but that's what made him more loveable. Chewing gently on her bottom lip she squinted before crouching down and grabbing some rice from the shelf. It was Friday which meant Noah would be stopping at Drake's for the weekend so she was planning on cooking a meal for herself and Dante that night. Things between them had been strained recently and she felt like this was needed, although she knew it wouldn't last. Most of the effort being put into their relationship was down to her and quite honestly she didn't want him around if it was just going to lead to them arguing around Noah. So this meal was in her mind a last ditch attempt at keeping things going. "Okay, let's go." She shook her head after looking at the time. Thanks to Noah they'd been in the shop a whole two hours.<br />
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Wrapping him in a towel she took him through to his room and stood him in the middle of the floor whilst she found him some pyjamas. Drake could only pick him up at 6pm on Friday's because that's when he got off work. "You want these ones?" She pulled her hair behind one ear as she bent over to get in his tiny dresser.<br />
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"No."<br />
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"Tough. Daddy's gonna be here soon and you're not even dry yet." Scooping him up again she dried him off before putting his jammies on. "Did you pick which toys you're gonna take?"<br />
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"Yeah!" He smiled big and wiggled his legs to shimmy off of the bed before running to a collection of toy trucks on the floor, which she guessed were the ones he wanted to take with him.<br />
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"Come on then, let's go put them in your bag." She yawned as she spoke and watched him gather them all up in his arms before cautiously leaving the room with her following. There was a loud clattering sound as he dumped them into the open bag and looked back at her proudly. She didn't get chance to answer when she heard a knock at the apartment door. Being on her own with Noah she couldn't afford to keep living where they were and the move proved to be better since she was now closer to her family and Drake too. "Go find your slippers." Doing as he was told he disappeared back into his room whilst she opened the door.<br />
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"Hey sorry I'm a little early."<br />
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"It's fine, you wanna come in? He's still ain't ready."<br />
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"Sure." He smiled pleasantly as he walked in. He could smell the food and felt his stomach growl already. "Oh you been cookin'?"<br />
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"Yeah, waste of fuckin' time though." She huffed and wandered behind the kitchen counters as he leant on the breakfast bar.<br />
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"Somethin' happened with golden boy?"<br />
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"Why you always callin' him that?" She smiled and tilted her head as he just laughed.<br />
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"'Cause that's what he is."<br />
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"Whatever! And if you must know, he blew me off for a basketball game."<br />
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"Again?"<br />
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"Yes, again Drake. Like it wasn't sad enough that I was cooking my<i> own </i>Birthday meal, I've now been ditched for the night."<br />
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"Well, smells like he's missin' out. And Happy Birthday by the way. I hadn't forgotten."<br />
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"You mean the food? 'Cause if you want some feel free, there's enough for two. I'm sure you didn't forget." She said sarcastically and continued to clear away the pots and pans as she spoke.<br />
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"Really?"<br />
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"Yeah, you like pasta right?"<br />
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"I do."<br />
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"You wanna plate then?" She raised her brows as he looked at her and then his watch.<br />
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"Yeah, why not? I'm starvin'!" He patted his middle before talking again. "Is it alright if I go wash up in your bathroom?"<br />
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"Yeah, go ahead. You know where it is."<br />
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"Thanks."<br />
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After washing his hands he told her he had to go grab something from his car and disappeared whilst she dished up the food. He wasn't lying when he said he hadn't forgotten her birthday. Leaning into his truck he pulled out two wrapped up gifts and locked up again before heading back inside. He couldn't believe this dick Dante had not only forgotten her birthday but bailed on her as well. He hated him with a passion and would be glad when he was gone. After everything she'd been through, she deserved better.<br />
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"Where's the boy at?" He had managed to sneak through the lounge room and put the gifts out of view whilst she had her back turned in the kitchen.<br />
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"In his room, could you get him to wash his hands too please?"<br />
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"Course." Smiling to himself he made his way to Noah's room, only to see him sat in the middle of the room with his toys surrounding him.<br />
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"Daddy!" He jumped up within seconds of seeing his Father before darting to him and being catapulted into the air by his huge hands.<br />
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"Hey little man! What're you doin' in here?"<br />
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"Playin'."<br />
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"Well, how 'bout we play after dinner? We gotta go wash our hands before we eat." They carried on talking playfully as they went to the bathroom. "You remember to say Happy Birthday to Mommy this mornin' like I told you?"<br />
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"No." He shook his head sadly and looked up at Drake's face whilst he continued to hold his hands under the running tap.<br />
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"You wanna do it now and give her a present?" He didn't need to ask twice as he nodded excitedly and hopped off of the standing stool.<br />
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Back in the kitchen she'd just lay the plates down and was about to shout them but stopped when she saw them coming, Noah was hardly visible behind a big present he was carrying carefully.<br />
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"Oh my God, you two!"<br />
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"Happy birthday Mommy." His voice sounded so cute and quiet behind the present as Drake grinned and gave her the smaller present he was holding in his own hands.<br />
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"Happy birthday."<br />
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"You guys, you didn't have to get me presents." She bent down to Noah's level and kissed him as she took the box from his arms and sat it on the floor. "Thank you baby."<br />
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"Can we open it now?" He looked up excitedly at his Dad, making him laugh.<br />
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"You'll have ask Mommy, it's her present."<br />
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"Go ahead, you open that one and I'll open this one." She stood up straight again as she tore open the paper on the gift Drake gave her. Not able to stop the gasp that left her mouth she pulled the silver necklace from the box and smiled. "Oh my God, Drake you really didn't-"<br />
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"I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to." He smiled at her as she carried on admiring it. "You want me to put it on?" There was silence as she turned and let him put it on for her. Although neither had any sort of feelings towards one another in that sense, he still loved her as the Mother of his child so this birthday gift was very much in order.<br />
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"I love it, thank you." She touched the stone in it before looking back down at Noah. He'd well and truly ripped the paper off of the present and was still trying to tear the rest off. She already knew that Drake had obviously bought both gifts and that the one from Noah was bound to be something <i>for </i>Noah rather than her. "Oh, just what I've always wanted!" Drake couldn't help but laugh at her as she once again bent down to look at the packaging. It was firetruck.<br />
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"I'm sorry but I couldn't let him give you somethin' he couldn't have fun with."<br />
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"Y'know what? I'on even mind." She smiled again and grabbed the rubbish before taking it through to the kitchen trashcan. "Okay! Let's eat 'cause it's goin' cold."<br />
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The rest of the evening went nice and smoothly and Drake was about to grab Noah and his bag to head home when he noticed Nicki staring at her phone screen.<br />
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"Is that golden boy?"<br />
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"Hm? Oh, no just some stupidass voicemail message." She half smiled and stood up to say goodbye to Noah as he was balanced in Drake's arms. He knew she was lying but also knew not to get all up in her business so he just took her word for it. Nicki hated Noah leaving but she loved the fact that he always got to spend time with Drake for two nights a week and every other weekend. Not to mention the fact that he never saw his parents arguing, which was the most important thing to her. After closing the door behind them she resumed her seat on the couch and looked at the text again. She got one on the same day every year saying the same thing.<br />
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<b><i>Happy Birthday, I'd never forget.</i></b><br />
<b><i>Safaree xx</i></b><br />
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*And No is the answer to anyone who asks "This isn't turning into a Dricki fic is it?" Lmao I have separate Dricki fics, this is still Onikafaree :)) Hope this was okay, I know SB wasn't in it but just wait he will be soon ^_^ Thnx again for the comments left on the last chapter!*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-68414132840746065752012-11-22T05:29:00.001-08:002012-11-22T05:29:56.345-08:00Out Of The Blue (Full Chapter)<i>Pushing the door open in a hurry Nicki threw her bag to the ground and tore her shoes off.</i><br />
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<i>"Safaree?!" There was silence as she was about to shout him again but she saw him on the couch. "Hey, you didn't hear me shoutin' for you?"</i></div>
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<i>"Yeah, I was sleep. Sorry." He stood up and greeted her properly with a kiss before she pushed him off.</i></div>
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<i>"Stop, I need to hurry!" Giggling she continued on to her room. "Where's Noah?"</i></div>
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<i>"Well the girls are goin' shoppin' so I'mma take him with me. You know where his bag is?" She was searching around as he stood in the same position.</i></div>
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<i>"By the door."</i></div>
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<i>"You ok? You're doin' that thing where you answer with like, one word." She was trying to keep it sweet but she hated when he did that. How were they supposed to resolve their issues if he never said what was wrong and acted like this?</i></div>
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<i>"I'm good, just tired. Anyway I'mma go get showered up. I'll see you later." He moved over to where she was and kissed her like he was never going to see her again before pulling away and looking at her.</i></div>
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<i>"I'm goin' to the mall Safaree, it's ten minutes away." She laughed at how weird and cute he was being.</i></div>
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<i>"I know, but I'm not gon' see you before you leave. So I'm sayin' bye now." He ran his thumb over her dimple and smiled at her.</i></div>
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<i>"Now you're just being corny. Get off of me." She cackled not knowing that he was being dead serious. He did what he said he was going to do and shut himself in the bathroom as she heard the shower turn on. Mumbling to herself she threw Noah's stuff on the counter and quickly went to get some better shoes before getting Noah. Luckily she saw him standing up against his crib railings and was relieved he was awake.</i></div>
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<i>"I knew he wouldn't change you." She wrinkled her nose up and lay him on the changing table. It took her all of three minutes to get him sorted. Pulling his little pants back up over his diaper she grabbed his coat from the rocking chair, since his surgery he had to keep all rugged up and warm so Nicki was taking no risks. "Mmkay, we're ready." She zipped his coat right up and sat him comfortably on her hip before moving back to the kitchen and grabbing the rest of their things. Yelling bye once more she didn't get a response but knew he was showering.</i></div>
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<i>"No, he was gettin' ready for his shift and I was runnin' 'round like a damn blue-assed fly to get here on time. I'll make sure I talk to him when I get back." She chewed on the inside of her cheek as she thought. He had been acting a little weird, but who wouldn't after everything they'd just been through?</i></div>
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<i>"Well, are we gon' go shoppin' or just sit here?" Cassie was the first to stand after her brisk question as they all disposed of their trash and roamed around. A few of the stores Nicki had to sit outside because it was too difficult to manoeuvre Noah's stroller through all the clothes racks but she didn't mind she was just happy to be out with her friends. Feeling the stroller shake as Noah had a mini tantrum she turned it around to face her, he looked grumpy. His grouchy grumbles gave her the hint that it was time for them to leave, she didn't drag anyone else away though just saying her goodbyes she headed back to the car.</i></div>
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<i>"Safaree?" There was no reply, ignoring the lack of response she moved through to the bathroom and started running a shallow bath for Noah who was now clutching on to her for dear life as she bent over into the tub to reach the taps. "Baby, I'm not gon' drop you." He only grumbled as she stood up again. Setting him down on the lounge room rug he crawled over to where his toys were as she switched between checking the bath water and undressing him. Thankfully he wasn't in as much a grumpy mood as she thought and bath time went smoothly. Now sitting on the couch she had Noah in his all-in-one pyjama suit laying next to her on a bundle of cushions as she held the bottle to his face. She'd put the TV on to remove some of the silence. Safaree still wasn't back and she was starting to get worried as she looked at the time, it was almost nine. Knowing that the social worker was visiting tomorrow she decided to concentrate on getting Noah to bed first and then she'd worry about where the hell Safaree was.</i></div>
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<i>He'd been sat in his parked car for hours, just thinking. Honestly that was always a bad thing. His thoughts would expand and become more embedded and before he knew it he was making decisions he never knew he wanted to make. It had only really dawned on him today when Nicki was at school. He had Noah for the day and decided to take him out. He loved when everyone would make comments about him being a cute kid and how lucky he was to be his Father. Of course, he could fool them but Noah was always going to grow up knowing that Drake was his Dad. He'd be around them forever. He knew he'd told Nicki that nothing had changed, that he'd never leave her. But everything had changed, it was almost as if he didn't fit in to their lives anymore. Like he was on the outside looking in, which he knew was complete bullshit but that feeling wasn't going to go away. Not any time soon, maybe not ever. The thoughts continued to fill his head before he started the engine angrily. He wasn't angry at Nicki nor was he angry at Drake, he was angry at himself for all the hurt he was about to cause her.</i></div>
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The fact that she was laying asleep on the sofa let him know that she'd been sat up waiting for him. He felt like shit but there was no way he'd be able to carry on like this. It was asking too much of him. He wished he'd never opened his mouth and promised that he'd never leave her or that he'd always be there for her. Being a coward was not exactly what he would call it but in reality that's what it was. The thoughts continued to fill his mind as he kissed her lightly on her forehead before moving to Noah's room. Although he wasn't his child he was sure as hell going to miss the little guy. Peering into his crib he smiled seeing that he was awake, just staring at his decorated ceiling. The pacifier in his mouth stopped moving for a split second as he noticed Safaree staring into his crib. That was what killed him, seeing him smile at the sight of his face. Stroking his cheek gently he whispered goodbye and stood up before his emotions got the best of him. It wasn't a spur of the moment decision, he knew that as he grabbed the already packed bag out of his old room, Nicki never went in there. Securing the handle in his gripped fist he knocked off the light and placed the envelope on the coffee table in front of Nicki, she'd definitely see it when she woke up. He looked at her for a while longer before actually building himself up to walking out with one last peck on her lips. As soon as the front door shut behind him, he was gone.<br />
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She woke up with a start when her leg slipped off of the couch. It was only 7am and honestly she couldn't remember falling asleep. Slowly sitting up she stretched her back out and yawned as she looked around the room. She still had to clean up a bit more before the social worker came. Noticing an envelope on the coffee table she could only presume it was from Safaree, which was odd because usually he'd move her to the bed if she fell asleep elsewhere. Inching forward she pulled her robe over her shoulders some more and grabbed at the paper, ripping it open without a second thought. The whole time she read it was as if she had forgotten how to breathe, only when felt herself choking on her cries did she realise that she hadn't taken a breath. How could he do this? Just leave like he was in no way shape or form tied to them. The tears didn't let up, not once as she paced the lounge room floor with her phone pressed to her ear. He wasn't picking up. It was only a matter of minutes before the despair and hurt would turn into hatred and anger, she could feel herself heating up at his cowardly exit. <i>I don't belong. </i>That was what hurt the most, the fact that he believed that stupid sentence. He had a place in her heart that no one else had just as Noah did. How could he not see that? He only had his eyes open to the blatantly known. Drake was Noah's Dad and that meant he'd always have an 'Outsider' stance in their relationship, which she could admit was probably difficult to accept. Had it been the other way around she would feel the same way but she definitely wouldn't give up this easily. Then her mind started reeling, maybe he meant far more to her than she did to him? That made sense, she was young, alone and pregnant how could he ignore that? She shook her head and brought her hands up to the sides of her face hearing Noah start squawking. Things were going great, she actually felt as though she was getting back on track but once again her whole world was ripped from under her. Angrily screwing up the heartfelt letter she tossed it roughly into the waste-paper basket before going into Noah's room. Gently picking him up she took him to the kitchen and sat him in his highchair. She couldn't stop the tears from flowing, it was as if as soon as she managed to control them they'd just start again.<br />
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It had been four hours and she'd finally suppressed the tears, just in time for the social worker. She was already nervous as it was and now, facing such a huge thing on her own, she was crumbling. Not one to willingly show her own vulnerability she shook off the negativity, just until this social worker had been and gone. She was supposed to be at their house for 11am but it was nearing half past and still nothing. Her phone was being squeezed in her clutch as she waited, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't him off of her mind. Thankfully the knock at her door interrupted her thoughts before she started crying again, although she wasn't actually crying anymore it was extremely obvious she had been. Taking a deep shaky breath she opened to the door to see a middle aged woman stood with a briefcase. She looked like supernanny to be honest.<br />
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"Onika Maraj?"<br />
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"Yeah, come in." She chewed on her lip anxiously and shut the door behind the strict looking woman. This was not going to be fun, she could just tell.<br />
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"I'm going to get straight to it and keep things plain and simple, okay?" She set the case down and made herself comfortable as Nicki took a seat on the couch opposite and nodded. "So Noah spends most of his time at home with you and a Mr Samuels, is that right?" There it was, his name.<br />
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"Well yeah, usually-"<br />
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"Mmkay." She didn't even let her finish as she started scribbling down notes on a sheet of paper, her lips pursed like a dog's arse. "Where is Noah?" Looking up her cold stare connected with Nicki's tear filled eyes. She didn't even bat an eyelid that this young girl sat before her was obviously dealing with something at that moment. Her expression remained the same as Nicki used her sleeve to wipe her tears and stood up.<br />
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"I'll go get him."<br />
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There were a few moments of silence as Nicki retrieved Noah from his room and resumed her seat with him on her knee. Anyone could see he was a healthy looking kid, and happy too.<br />
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"So how old is he now?" Her pen pulled away from the paper as she spoke.<br />
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"Don't you already have that type of information?"<br />
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"Yes, but now isn't the time to cop an attitude Miss Maraj. I merely wanted to know if you knew. How old is he?" This woman was a witch.<br />
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"He's almost fourteen months." Her focus lay on Noah as she tried to keep her cool.<br />
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"Thank you." There was silence again as she skimmed over some notes. "I understand he just underwent a major surgical procedure , how'd everything go with that?"<br />
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"He's doin' really good actually, recoverin' fast."<br />
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"Okay." She took to the paper yet again before looking around the room. "Everythin' looks pretty much in order here. Can I see his room?"<br />
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"Sure." Picking him up under his arms Nicki secured a chirpy Noah on her hip and guided the woman to his room. Everything was fine there too. It was going okayish for the next half an hour or so until she brought up Safaree.<br />
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"So Mr Samuels isn't Noah's biological father?"<br />
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"No ma'am."<br />
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"But he still sees his actual Father? Mr Graham?" Nicki only nodded as she felt her throat burning with the urge to cry. "Where is Mr Samuels?"<br />
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"He's working." She looked down immediately as a tear escaped. This time the woman took notice.<br />
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"Is everything okay Miss Maraj?" She didn't answer and cursed the fact that she had to ask that question. Anyone who asked if she was okay always made it worse and that's exactly what had happened just now.<br />
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"Everythin's..." She took a deep breath and pulled herself together. "Everythin's fine." Studying the woman's actions she tried to peer over and see what exactly she was writing but she couldn't read her squiggly upside down writing.<br />
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"You seem a little distracted."<br />
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"No, I'm not I just-" She stopped instantly when her anger peaked again. Every time Nicki went to speak this lady would start writing again. "What are you writing?"<br />
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"I'm just taking notes, it's routine procedure-"<br />
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"So if they're just notes you can tell me what they say, right?" The worker took notice of her fiery temper and clicked her pen shut as Noah started fussing. The more agitated Nicki was becoming the more Noah was picking up on her hostile behaviour.<br />
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"I think you need to calm down a little-"<br />
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"Calm down? How the fu-" She stopped herself from blurting out the profanity and collected her words. "How am I s'posed to calm down when you keep writin' stuff after <i>everythin' </i>I say or do?!" She stood up quickly and secured a now crying Noah on her hip. "I want you to leave."<br />
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"Miss Maraj please sit back down."<br />
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"No." She turned away from her stern face and pulled her hand to her mouth as she struggled to hold back the tears. Once they started she knew they wouldn't stop, but it was too late.<br />
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*I know it isn't much but I have an exam tomorrow so I really stretched myself to get a post done for a Dricki fic and an Onikafaree fic :/ Hope it was alright, once again my posts as of Sunday will be a lot more detailed and what not. I'm posting on Catch Me this weekend :) Thanku SO much for all the comments last chapter! :)*<br />
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CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-2342570127000222132012-11-11T05:41:00.001-08:002012-11-13T06:10:14.457-08:00Out Of The Blue *Sneak Peek**I think some of you are gonna be proper mad at me after this BUT you'll just have to see what happens. HUGE thanku for all the comments on the last chapter, I was like O_O This one hasn't had that many comments in a while lmao. Welp, hope this is alright!*<br />
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Pushing the door open in a hurry Nicki threw her bag to the ground and tore her shoes off.<br />
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"Safaree?!" There was silence as she was about to shout him again but she saw him on the couch. "Hey, you didn't hear me shoutin' for you?"<br />
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"Yeah, I was sleep. Sorry." He stood up and greeted her properly with a kiss before she pushed him off.<br />
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"Stop, I need to hurry!" Giggling she continued on to her room. "Where's Noah?"<br />
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"Oh I put him down for a nap a while ago."<br />
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"Well the girls are goin' shoppin' so I'mma take him with me. You know where his bag is?" She was searching around as he stood in the same position.<br />
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"By the door."<br />
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"You ok? You're doin' that thing where you answer with like, one word." She was trying to keep it sweet but she hated when he did that. How were they supposed to resolve their issues if he never said what was wrong and acted like this?<br />
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"I'm good, just tired. Anyway I'mma go get showered up. I'll see you later." He moved over to where she was and kissed her like he was never going to see her again before pulling away and looking at her.<br />
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"I'm goin' to the mall Safaree, it's ten minutes away." She laughed at how weird and cute he was being.<br />
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"I know, but I'm not gon' see you before you leave. So I'm sayin' bye now." He ran his thumb over her dimple and smiled at her.<br />
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"Now you're just being corny. Get off of me." She cackled not knowing that he was being dead serious. He did what he said he was going to do and shut himself in the bathroom as she heard the shower turn on. Mumbling to herself she threw Noah's stuff on the counter and quickly went to get some better shoes before getting Noah. Luckily she saw him standing up against his crib railings and was relieved he was awake.<br />
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"I knew he wouldn't change you." She wrinkled her nose up and lay him on the changing table. It took her all of three minutes to get him sorted. Pulling his little pants back up over his diaper she grabbed his coat from the rocking chair, since his surgery he had to keep all rugged up and warm so Nicki was taking no risks. "Mmkay, we're ready." She zipped his coat right up and sat him comfortably on her hip before moving back to the kitchen and grabbing the rest of their things. Yelling bye once more she didn't get a response but knew he was showering.<br />
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"Nicki! He's the cutest little thing I have <i>ever </i>seen!" Cassie was peering over at him in his stroller as they sat enjoying their food.<br />
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"The hell is that s'posed to mean?" She laughed along before handing Noah a piece of her burger bread bun. Not even hesitating to investigate what it was he shoved it into his mouth along with half of his hand.<br />
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"Wow, he really is his Mother's son." Candi's comment was followed by a swift thump to her upper arm before she gasped and grabbed at the skin where Nicki just hit her.<br />
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"So did you speak to SB?" TT was just dusting the crumbs off of her hands as she spoke.<br />
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"No, he was gettin' ready for his shift and I was runnin' 'round like a damn blue-assed fly to get here on time. I'll make sure I talk to him when I get back." She chewed on the inside of her cheek as she thought. He had been acting a little weird, but who wouldn't after everything they'd just been through?<br />
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"Well, are we gon' go shoppin' or just sit here?" Cassie was the first to stand after her brisk question as they all disposed of their trash and roamed around. A few of the stores Nicki had to sit outside because it was too difficult to manoeuvre Noah's stroller through all the clothes racks but she didn't mind she was just happy to be out with her friends. Feeling the stroller shake as Noah had a mini tantrum she turned it around to face her, he looked grumpy. His grouchy grumbles gave her the hint that it was time for them to leave, she didn't drag anyone else away though just saying her goodbyes she headed back to the car.<br />
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Safaree had only been filling in for another worker and had told Nicki that he'd be home before 7pm, which she was glad about because she needed to talk with him. Setting all the bags down she moved further in before shutting the door and removing Noah's coat.<br />
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"Safaree?" There was no reply, ignoring the lack of response she moved through to the bathroom and started running a shallow bath for Noah who was now clutching on to her for dear life as she bent over into the tub to reach the taps. "Baby, I'm not gon' drop you." He only grumbled as she stood up again. Setting him down on the lounge room rug he crawled over to where his toys were as she switched between checking the bath water and undressing him. Thankfully he wasn't in as much a grumpy mood as she thought and bath time went smoothly. Now sitting on the couch she had Noah in his all-in-one pyjama suit laying next to her on a bundle of cushions as she held the bottle to his face. She'd put the TV on to remove some of the silence. Safaree still wasn't back and she was starting to get worried as she looked at the time, it was almost nine. Knowing that the social worker was visiting tomorrow she decided to concentrate on getting Noah to bed first and then she'd worry about where the hell Safaree was.<br />
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He'd been sat in his parked car for hours, just thinking. Honestly that was always a bad thing. His thoughts would expand and become more embedded and before he knew it he was making decisions he never knew he wanted to make. It had only really dawned on him today when Nicki was at school. He had Noah for the day and decided to take him out. He loved when everyone would make comments about him being a cute kid and how lucky he was to be his Father. Of course, he could fool them but Noah was always going to grow up knowing that Drake was his Dad. He'd be around them forever. He knew he'd told Nicki that nothing had changed, that he'd never leave her. But <i>everything </i>had changed, it was almost as if he didn't fit in to their lives anymore. Like he was on the outside looking in, which he knew was complete bullshit but that feeling wasn't going to go away. Not any time soon, maybe not ever. The thoughts continued to fill his head before he started the engine angrily. He wasn't angry at Nicki nor was he angry at Drake, he was angry at himself for all the hurt he was about to cause her.<br />
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<i>"Shh, Nic it's ok. He's gon' be fine." He held her even tighter but she could hear the uncertainty in his voice. Understanding that he might need comforting too she wrapped her arms around his torso and squeezed him as tight as he was her. They could do nothing but stand and wait, watching as more and more people piled into his room. Feeling her shaking he decided to move them both to the seats lining the outside wall of Noah's room. She didn't stop crying once for the whole time they waited. A good half hour had passed and Nicki was pacing relentlessly up and down the length of the row of chairs, chewing on her fingernails.</i></div>
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<i>"Why they takin' so long? What is it that's so bad that they're still in there and they're not tellin' us anythin'?!" She threw her arms down to her side and attempted to push the doors open but the doctor came out first causing her to jump backwards as Safaree stood up. "Well? What it is it? What's wrong with him?" She started playing nervously with her sleeves as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks. Safaree was positioned right behind her with his hands resting reassuringly on her shoulders.</i></div>
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<i>"Please, take a seat Miss Maraj?" He looked worried as he went around them and watched them both take a seat before talking again slowly. "Noah was having some difficulty breathing and the stress put on his heart was immense-" He couldn't continue as Nicki broke down in Safaree's arms. He felt so bad, especially after all the snide comments he'd been making towards her. She obviously cared a great deal bout her son. "But he's ok now, we've managed to get him stabilised. He's a strong kid, however this may set him back a few days, so he'll be in here for a little bit longer okay?" They both nodded as Nicki wiped away some of the tears. Safaree felt the lump in his throat get smaller knowing that Noah was going to be ok.</i></div>
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<i>"So, can we see him yet?" The doctor moved his eyes away from Nicki as Safaree spoke.</i></div>
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<i>"Of course, come through." He walked over to door and held it open for them as some more medical staff members made their way out of the room. Safaree still had hold of Nicki as he led her though. She was sick of all of this, she just wanted to take him home. "It was a little blip, but he's fine now. I assure you." He smiled as Safaree nodded his head to thank him and left them alone.</i></div>
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<i>"Is it always gonna be like this?" She sniffed at the end of her sentence, she'd finally stopped crying and was stood stroking Noah's little hand.</i></div>
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<i>"Honestly? Ion know Nic, but if he can make it through all of this when he's a baby..." He trailed off. "I'm sure he'll carry on fightin'." They sat with him for hours until they were told they had to leave. He knew Nicki would be quiet and revert to bottling everything up for the next few days but that didn't alarm him. Noah would be home soon and hopefully everything would be back to normal, that is until the DNA test results were returned.</i></div>
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<i>*Two and a Half Weeks Later*</i></div>
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<i>"So we can come down today?" Nicki asked nervously as she stood on the phone with Klara. Safaree was sat holding Noah delicately as he watched her reactions. "Mmkay, thank you." She hung up and placed the phone back before locking eyes with him.</i></div>
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<i>"Yeah, she said we can go down this afternoon. She's just gon' call Drake and let him know."</i></div>
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<i>"I just wanna say, no matter what the result I'll still love him as my own y'know? And it don't change nothing between us." He stood up to walk over to her, Noah was fast asleep in his arms. He was progressing extremely well which brightened their situation up. Not to mention removing some of the stress off of Nicki, she was trying to focus on school, Noah and everything else in between. Safaree was doing his best to support her as much as he could between working hours, which she was extremely grateful for.</i></div>
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<i>"Thank you." She moved closer to him as he handed Noah to her and kissed her sweetly.</i></div>
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<i>"I'm just gonna go get ready, I'll be twenty minutes max." And with that he disappeared into the bathroom. He was more than nervous, in a matter of hours they would find out something the could affect their whole lives.</i></div>
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Sitting and waiting for Klara to show up was torture. Drake was sat holding Noah as Nicki bounced her leg nervously and Safaree was sat silently next to her. Their anxious thoughts were interrupted as they saw her coming.</div>
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"I'm so sorry I'm running a lil' late, there was an emergency upstairs." She faltered as they just nodded. "Anyway lets get on with it shall we? I can tell y'all are tired of the suspense." As they all stood and followed her down the hall Drake delicately handed Noah back into Nicki's arms before they reached a side-room. Klara already had the envelope with her as she stood to the side of the door and let them enter first.</div>
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"Ok, take a seat guys. I won't be a minute." They did as she asked and sat themselves down whilst she left the room again.</div>
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Noticing how quiet Safaree was being, Nicki turned to look at him and grabbed his hand gently. "You feelin' okay?"</div>
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"Yeah, remember what I said though. It doens't change anythin'." Hearing those words uttered again made her feel a little more at ease, she still felt apprehensive though. She looked down at a wide-eyed Noah sat on her lap, he was playing with her bangles on her wrist as her arms held on to him securely. Since the incident with Drake almost three weeks ago he had apologised profusely and was adamant that if he was Noah's father then he was going to do his best to be great Dad to him, which honestly she was glad to hear and deep down she knew he was a good Dad so either way Noah would wind up having an amazing father but the issue lay with hers and Safaree's relationship. She was petrified that still having some sort of contact with Drake would drive them apart sooner or later. Blocking her train of thought Klara re-entered the room with her casual clothes on. Her scrubs were a little dirty.</div>
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"Okay then, the moment of truth huh?" She widened her eyes as she took a seat behind a desk but tried to remain more sensitive seeing how nervous they looked. Slowly opening the envelope she slid out the sheets of paper with the results on them. Turning them over they all watched her intently as he eyes scanned the documents in front of her. After a few seconds of breathless silence she brought her eyes back up to meet Nicki's. "You want me to read it out or do you wanna take a look for yourself?"</div>
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Shaking her head quickly she moved forward a little in her seat. "No, please could you jus' tell us?"</div>
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"Alrighty, well, cuttin' out all the technical terms and names the test results show that Drake is actually Noah's biological father." As soon as the words left her mouth Safaree felt a huge surge of sorrow, pain and heartache course through his entire being. The room was silent as Klara tried to stay out of the awkward feeling. "Kay, well I'll leave you guys to it and I'll see you soon for Noah's check up." Grabbing her stuff she moved away from the desk and stopped in the doorway. "Could you make sure this door is shut behind y'all when you go?" Nodding mindlessly Nicki shifted in her seat to face a dazed Safaree.</div>
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"I'm okay Nic."<br />
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"Really though? 'Cause you don't look it?" She held on to Noah tightly with one arm as she gently rubbed Safaree's hand.<br />
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He smiled genuinely but she could still see the hurt. "Yeah, I mean we always thought he was Drake's anyway right? So it's not really changed anythin'."<br />
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"Yeah, I guess you're right." She kissed him lovingly before turning back to look at Drake who was making playful faces at Noah.<br />
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"Well, I guess it's like Faree just said. Nothin's changed so....Do we just go on as usual from here?" Switching her gaze between the two guys the both nodded in unison.<br />
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"I s'pose so, and Nicki, I meant what I said 'bout tryin' to be a better father. I wanna be there for him, y'know?"<br />
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"Yeah I know." She smiled, letting him know that all was well. Or was it?<br />
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*** The Next Day ***</div>
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"Nic you gotta eat somethin', please?" He pushed the plate up in front of her as she still hadn't eaten.<br />
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"I'm not hungry Safaree."<br />
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He sighed and took a seat at the table next to her. "You'll have done fine, I know it! So stop worryin' so much!"<br />
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"I can't help it like, my <i>whole, </i>entire, overall grade relies on this one test result." She spoke super speedily as she stood up to go get Noah out of his highchair.<br />
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"So nothin' else is botherin' you?" He treaded cautiously with his questions as he followed her over to where Noah was.<br />
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Wrinkling her face up she shrugged before picking her son up. "No, why?"<br />
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"'Cause I just think it's a lil' odd that the social worker happens to be comin' over tomorrow and you're actin' all scatty and weird. You worried?"<br />
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Relaxing her shoulders she turned to face his direction but kept her focus on wiping Noah's dirty face. "What if they find somethin' bad or-"<br />
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"Nicki stop." Pulling them both closer her kissed both of their foreheads before talking again. "It'll be fine and your test results will be fine. Now hurry ya ass up and go to school."<br />
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"Bossy much?" Handing Noah over she kissed his little head before moving up to Safaree's lips. "Aight, I'm goin' and yes Safaree, I'll get somethin' to eat when I get there!" Grabbing her bag she smiled at him laughing and she shut the front door behind her.<br />
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"Well, guess it's just you and me little man."<br />
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"Wait, start again. Who is Noah's real Dad?"<br />
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"Drake."<br />
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"And you're sure?" Candi and Lauren was interrogating their friend as they all sat in the cafeteria area.<br />
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"Yup. Did a test and everythin'."<br />
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Widening her eyes Lauren sighed before looking more sympathetic. "How'd SB take it?"<br />
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"Really well actually, I mean I think he's kinda upset that Drake is still gon' be in our lives, forever. But other than that he seems fine."<br />
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"Is he though? Y'know SB? Bottlin' shit up and all that." Nicki frowned and looked down. Now she was questioning whether or not everything really was ok. What if their friends were right?"<br />
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"Nic?"<br />
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"What?"<br />
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"I just been yellin' you! The bell rang, we'll catch up wit'chu later." Candi grabbed their trays as they both headed off to their own class whilst Nicki sat for a little bit longer, she was petrified about getting her paper back.<br />
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Sitting herself at her desk she shook her foot nervously, Mr Tomlinson was taking his sweet ass time as more students filed in to the classroom and took their seats. Finally strolling through the door he set all his stuff down on to his desk and began sorting the papers out.<br />
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"Alright, I'm about to hand back your papers so it's all done and out of the way. We have a lot to get through this lesson." Beginning to pace up and down between desks he handed them back one by one. She hated the suspense as he travelled up to her desk, feeling her heart in her throat she chewed on her lip when he stood still after reaching her.<br />
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"Ninety-seven. Well done Nicki. One of the highest, keep up the good work." He smiled knowing what kind of pressure she was under and how well she had done. It was as though a whole weight was lifted off of her shoulders as she flicked through the pages and read the feedback.<br />
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After fleeing from the classroom in excitement as soon as her class was over, she met up with the rest of the girls outside the gates.<br />
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"Hey Nic." She knew that voice anywhere.<br />
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"Oh my God, Cassie!" Embracing her in a huge hug she moved around to share herself with TT as well. "Ugh I've missed y'all like, way too much! How are you?" Although they were all as close as could be TT and Cassie attended a different high school and with them being focused on study they hadn't seen each other in a while.<br />
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"Yeah we're good, hows 'bout you and SB and...Noah? Is it Noah?"<br />
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"Yeah, yeah s'all good! Mhm, Noah's doin' fine now. Thanks for askin'."<br />
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As they continued to chat they started walking when Nicki realised she was just going without thinking.<br />
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"Oh wait, where y'all goin'?" Stopping in their tracks the turned to face her as they got to Cassie's car.<br />
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"Uhm, the mall. Why? Aren't you gon' come with us?" They stood staring after Lauren spoke.<br />
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"I can't, I gotta get back." The obvious sadness was evident in her voice as she let her bag slip off of her shoulder and on to her forearm. "Have fun though, I'll see you on Monday." They tried to persuade her some more but she had to get back because Safaree was working. As she got to her own car she stopped. Why should she have to miss out? She could easily just take Noah with her. Or call Drake but no doubt he would be working too and honestly she felt like she hadn't seen her baby in the longest time. Quickly processing all of her thoughts she walked back over to their car, they still hadn't left. "I could meet y'all there though? Where you gon' be?"<br />
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"Food court first, see you in ten?" Cassie waited for a response as Nicki checked the time on her phone, she could make it ten minutes.<br />
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"Yup. See you there."<br />
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*o__o I have a feeling some of you will be mad that Safaree isn't Noah's father :o I still dunno what I'm doin with this fic but it looks as though I'm continuing lmao anyway thx for the comments on the sneak peak and I hope this was ok for everyone :/*</div>
CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-67387420857191573832012-10-05T00:14:00.000-07:002012-10-05T00:14:37.121-07:00Resilience *Sneak Peek**Mkaay so counting blogger comments and my DM's FY and CM drew! So I'll do both, just this once though ^_^ I was so surprised that people actually wanted FY! Like, I thought this one was all done with haha I was gonna delete it the other day but I wanted to finish properly so I think this chapter will be the last :( It's kinda sad cuz it was my first blog. I might make a continuation of it tho? What do you think? Like I did before, just keep it in the same blog but maybe a few years ahead? Ion know really. Aaaanyways here is theee last chap, hope it's ok for you all!*<br />
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Nicki pulled her hand out of Safaree's grasp and moved swiftly over to the doors of Noah's room, pushing past all of the people in her way. Not caring that a majority of them were hospital staff.<br />
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"What's happening?!" Her eyes scanned the room at the medical team surrounding Noah.<br />
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"Can somebody please get her out of here?!" She recognised that voice. It was the doctor that always had some sort of sly remark to make. Before she could get any closer a nurse ushered her out of the room, but Nicki put up a fight before finally crumbling into Safaree's arms outside the door.<br />
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"Noah's having some complications but we're doing our best, okay?" The nurse squeezed her arm gently and quickly disappeared back into the room. Safaree had no idea what to think. His mind was completely blank, only an hour ago he was sat with him and he was fine. They were taking him home soon. His racing thoughts were interrupted by an inconsolable Nicki crying into his chest as he held her. He felt sick.<br />
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"Shh, Nic it's ok. He's gon' be fine." He held her even tighter but she could hear the uncertainty in his voice. Understanding that he might need comforting too she wrapped her arms around his torso and squeezed him as tight as he was her. They could do nothing but stand and wait, watching as more and more people piled into his room. Feeling her shaking he decided to move them both to the seats lining the outside wall of Noah's room. She didn't stop crying once for the whole time they waited. A good half hour had passed and Nicki was pacing relentlessly up and down the length of the row of chairs, chewing on her fingernails.<br />
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"Why they takin' so long? What is it that's so bad that they're still in there and they're not tellin' us anythin'?!" She threw her arms down to her side and attempted to push the doors open but the doctor came out first causing her to jump backwards as Safaree stood up. "Well? What it is it? What's wrong with him?" She started playing nervously with her sleeves as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks. Safaree was positioned right behind her with his hands resting reassuringly on her shoulders.<br />
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"Please, take a seat Miss Maraj?" He looked worried as he went around them and watched them both take a seat before talking again slowly. "Noah was having some difficulty breathing and the stress put on his heart was immense-" He couldn't continue as Nicki broke down in Safaree's arms. He felt so bad, especially after all the snide comments he'd been making towards her. She obviously cared a great deal bout her son. "But he's ok now, we've managed to get him stabilised. He's a strong kid, however this may set him back a few days, so he'll be in here for a little bit longer okay?" They both nodded as Nicki wiped away some of the tears. Safaree felt the lump in his throat get smaller knowing that Noah was going to be ok.<br />
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"So, can we see him yet?" The doctor moved his eyes away from Nicki as Safaree spoke.<br />
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"Of course, come through." He walked over to door and held it open for them as some more medical staff members made their way out of the room. Safaree still had hold of Nicki as he led her though. She was sick of all of this, she just wanted to take him home. "It was a little blip, but he's fine now. I assure you." He smiled as Safaree nodded his head to thank him and left them alone.<br />
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"Is it always gonna be like this?" She sniffed at the end of her sentence, she'd finally stopped crying and was stood stroking Noah's little hand.<br />
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"Honestly? Ion know Nic, but if he can make it through all of this when he's a baby..." He trailed off. "I'm sure he'll carry on fightin'." They sat with him for hours until they were told they had to leave. He knew Nicki would be quiet and revert to bottling everything up for the next few days but that didn't alarm him. Noah would be home soon and hopefully everything would be back to normal, that is until the DNA test results were returned.<br />
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*Two and a Half Weeks Later*<br />
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"So we can come down today?" Nicki asked nervously as she stood on the phone with Klara. Safaree was sat holding Noah delicately as he watched her reactions. "Mmkay, thank you." She hung up and placed the phone back before locking eyes with him.<br />
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"So? They back?"<br />
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"Yeah, she said we can go down this afternoon. She's just gon' call Drake and let him know."<br />
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"I just wanna say, no matter what the result I'll still love him as my own y'know? And it don't change nothing between us." He stood up to walk over to her, Noah was fast asleep in his arms. He was progressing extremely well which brightened their situation up. Not to mention removing some of the stress off of Nicki, she was trying to focus on school, Noah and everything else in between. Safaree was doing his best to support her as much as he could between working hours, which she was extremely grateful for.<br />
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"Thank you." She moved closer to him as he handed Noah to her and kissed her sweetly.<br />
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"I'm just gonna go get ready, I'll be twenty minutes max." And with that he disappeared into the bathroom. He was more than nervous, in a matter of hours they would find out something the could affect their whole lives.<br />
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*I'm SO sorry about how short it is, and it's boring :// I have a HEAP of essays to do as well as trying to keep some sort of social life lmao I'll TRY to post next week, one of my essays will be out of the way then.*<br />
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<br />CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-63790832478691557792012-09-16T08:28:00.000-07:002012-09-16T08:28:11.259-07:00Whose Son?Klara turned to look at Nicki, not knowing what was going on but getting slightly impatient with how silent they were all being. Then she noticed Drake's bloody hand and walked swiftly over to grab some anti-septic wipes and a bandage.<br />
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"Boy, come here." Her voice was sharp and authoritative making him do as she asked without question. As he sat in the chair next to Nicki she fixed his hand up in a neat bandage before asking them all for the last time what was going on.<br />
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"So you'll do a DNA test for us?" Nicki asked after explaining the whole situation, she was now stood watching Safaree who was cradling Noah in his arms as he sat in the chair.<br />
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"I won't do it myself as such, I'll take Drake's and Safaree's blood as well as Noah's and then they'll be sent off to be tested. But you do understand that they will take maybe a week or two to be returned?" They all nodded. "Right, well I'll just go get the equipment I need." She turned and headed for the door before stopping as if she'd forgotten something. "Oh and please, no more arguing whilst I'm gone. You'd be amazed at how much babies pick up on their atmosphere. If you're going to scream and yell, take it outside kay?" She locked eyes with Drake as he just bowed his head solemnly, slightly embarrassed about his behaviour and with that she was gone.<br />
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"Drake-" Nicki started but his crackly voice silenced her.<br />
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"Nicki, just don't." He stood up and walked out of the room, leaving them in silence. She stayed on her feet not knowing quite what to do anymore until she felt Safaree's hand grasp on to her own.<br />
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"Hey, forget him babe." He tugged at her little hand, encouraging her to come closer to him and Noah. "You wanna hold him again? I need to go pee." She nodded and watched him stand carefully before handing little Noah to her, allowing her to take his seat when he moved to the door.<br />
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"Faree?" He glanced back at her from the doorway. "Can you please try and find Drake? Ion want any more drama." He would normally have argued, but hearing how tired and upset she sounded he agreed, for her sake only. He couldn't be dealing with Drake's whiny ass right now.<br />
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"Yeah, course." He smiled and continued out to the bathroom leaving Nicki and Noah to have a minute together. It didn't last long though as the doctor came in to check Noah's charts. The same one that Klara had words with, although Nicki didn't know about that.<br />
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"Oh, Miss Maraj. I didn't expect to find you in here so late. No Friday night parties to be attending?" He flipped through the papers as he spoke, not even looking at her.<br />
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"Excuse me?"<br />
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"Hmm? Oh I just figured someone your age should be out having fun, that's all." She honestly couldn't tell if he was getting at her or actually being serious but she knew she definitely didn't want to start trouble so for once she tried to keep her mouth shut and just looked down at Noah who was now sound asleep in her arms. "Well, everything is looking good so far." He placed the chart back on the end of Noah's crib. "Nurse Michaels will explain about the social worker visits and-" Before he could finish Klara came walking in whilst holding some forms in her hands.<br />
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"Oh, doctor, I didn't know you were in here." She half smiled as he returned a cold one back and left the room without another word.<br />
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"He hates me."<br />
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"What? Nicki, no don't be silly, he just feels really strongly about young parents. I don't know why, it just gets to him. Pay him no mind." She smiled warmly. "He's doing well isn't he?" She nodded her head at a sleepy Noah.<br />
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"Yeah, I can't wait to just take him home, it's so quiet without him." Klara smiled.<br />
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"Only a few more days, he'll be back before you know it. Is there anything I can get you?"<br />
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"No we have everythin' we need, thanks Klara." She smiled and carried on watching Noah.<br />
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***<br />
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"So, the results will be returned here and I'll make sure to call you and arrange for you all to come in and find out the results." Klara was just finishing up taking the three blood samples for Safaree, Drake and Noah. The atmosphere was a lot calmer now that Drake had cooled off a little. They had been advised to go home and rest seeing as Noah was fine, Nicki was hesitant but knew what Klara was saying made sense.<br />
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"So that's it, were all done?" Safaree asked as he rolled his sleeve back down.<br />
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"Yep, done and dusted. I'll just go take these down." She sealed the plastic bags with the sample containers enclosed. "You're all free to go home now." She smiled and said her goodbyes.<br />
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"You 'bout ready to leave Nic?"<br />
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"Yeah, I'm just gon' go use the bathroom before we go."<br />
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Once she left the room Safaree took that chance to set Drake straight. "Look, you <i>can't </i>keep feelin' this angry towards her. It ain't her fault, she's just as shocked 'bout all this as you are." He didn't want to raise his voice around a sleeping Noah so he kept the volume down.<br />
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"I know and I'm sorry for how I acted, I need to apologise to her. But think about it, I'm here thinkin' that this kid is mine. I love him like crazy and to know that he might be ripped away from me is just...." He trailed off and for the first time Safaree really thought about it from his perspective.<br />
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"Let's just wait for the results before we start assumin' things, yeah?" He nodded and moved over to Noah, stroking his little hand before he left. As soon as Nicki returned she and Safaree headed home.<br />
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***<br />
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"Nic, you want somethin' to eat?" Safaree was stood in the kitchen even though it was almost midnight and they had only just got back from the hospital.<br />
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"Uhm, no I'm good." She had come out of the bathroom in just her underwear as she made her way back to their bedroom. He tried to keep his concentration on the task at hand but he couldn't tear his eyes away. He lost his view as she disappeared, she was well aware of his staring. He heard her rustling around and figured she was climbing into bed. Making his way over to the bathroom he too showered and performed his evening rituals before joining her. They were now laying together in silence.<br />
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"You still wake?" He waited for an answer as he held his breath.<br />
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"Not anymore...What's up?<br />
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"Oh, my bad. Nothing I just wondered."<br />
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"Forreal? You woke me up 'cause you was just wonderin'?" She turned over to face him, they were now so close their faces were almost touching. He could see her furrowed brow and how angry she looked but it quickly softened and he saw her smile. "Somethin's up. Talk to me." She smoothed her hand gently down his face as he sighed heavily. She could read him like a book as he could her.<br />
<br />
"Ion know....I was just thinkin' 'bout this whole DNA test shit. Like, what if I'm not Noah's dad? Then where does that leave me?" Nicki scooted even closer to him and was now laying on her front with one arm draped over his chest with him laying flat on his back. She felt him shifting slightly when she rested her bare leg across his thighs.<br />
<br />
"That leaves you where you always were, and always will be. With me and Noah." He rotated his head to face her and instead of answering he leaned in to kiss her not at all intending for it to lead to anything more but she had other ideas. Quickly deepening the kiss she moved her leg further across him and straddled his waist, never breaking their connection. He pulled away feeling himself getting hard.<br />
<br />
"You sure?" He didn't need to ask twice as she removed her own top, allowing him to take off her bra as he sat up right for her to do the same to his tee.<br />
<br />
"Positive." She was breathless already, and this time she was going to remember everything when she woke up.<br />
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*** (I wasn't joking when I said no more of those scenes)<br />
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The next morning Nicki was awoken by her alarm, which was still set for school hours. Slowly reaching over to her nightstand she slammed her hand on to the clock immediately shutting it up. Rolling back to her original position she realised she was naked and suddenly remembered last night and smiled.<br />
<br />
"Morning." His voice was deep and croaky as he moved on to his back too.<br />
<br />
"Hey."<br />
<br />
"You sleep good?"<br />
<br />
"Mhmm, thanks to you." She smiled some more as she got closer to him. He did the same as he pulled her into his arms.<br />
<br />
"What time you wanna go see Noah?"<br />
<br />
"Mm I was thinkin' 'bout eleven. Lauren and Candi wanna come see him too." The way she ended her sentence he could tell there was a 'But' coming.<br />
<br />
"Annnnd?" He shook her playfully making her giggle but she soon stopped.<br />
<br />
"I have a test to study for....Mr Tomlinson said my grades are droppin'." She looked at him worriedly.<br />
<br />
"Hey, no biggie. You'll ace it, I know you will. How 'bout you spend this mornin' on studyin' and shit and I'll go be with Noah, so he's not alone?" He knew she felt bad if nobody was there with him even though he always had nurses cooing over him, she wanted someone familiar there.<br />
<br />
"Really? You don't mind though?"<br />
<br />
"Don't worry 'bout it, I think my Mom wanted to come along too so I'll go pick her up and take her."<br />
<br />
"Such a sweet boy to your Momma. Thanks Faree." She grinned and pinched his cheek before unexpectedly grabbing him firmly under the covers, she smiled devilishly as she started stoking him and then quickly stopped after he groaned as she threw the quilt back, exposing herself purposely as she made her way to the bathroom. Turning her head at the doorway to catch him looking at her.<br />
<br />
"You're wrong for that Nic." He looked down at his now erect penis and shook his head.<br />
<br />
"Whatever." He heard her giggle from the bathroom.<br />
<br />
***<br />
<br />
After breakfast Nicki was sprawled across the lounge room floor with books and notes everywhere as she tried to concentrate. Safaree thought it was cute how she would frown as she chewed her pen in thought.<br />
<br />
"Aight I'm goin', but I'll be back at three to come get you, yeah?"<br />
<br />
"Yep. I'll be ready." She looked up at him stood over her as he bent down as far as he could to reach her lips, lingering for a while before pulling away.<br />
<br />
"Study hard kiddo." She laughed after telling him to shut-up and he played upset as he left to go pick up his Mom. She was kind of excited for this week to just be over, Noah would finally be home, her test would be done with and Jelani and Danika were visiting for the weekend. Danika was almost five months pregnant and Nicki couldn't wait to catch up with her. But back to her study she got down to business and before she knew it the time was almost three. Once she'd tidied up she was sat waiting patiently, she didn't want to nag him and keep calling to ask where he was but she really wanted to go see her baby boy. She beamed hearing the door open as Safaree walked in.<br />
<br />
"You ready bookworm?"<br />
<br />
"I been ready forever, let's go." He laughed as she ran past him and jumped in the car before yelling for him impatiently. "Safaree!"<br />
<br />
"Aight I'm comin', keep your damn wig on." He finished locking the door and headed over to the car also.<br />
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***<br />
<br />
She didn't know why but every time she entered the hospital she felt nervous, even though she knew Noah was fine and he was making great progress with his recovery she just felt like there was always the possibility they could be told bad news. Safaree felt her hand squeezing his.<br />
<br />
"You kay?"<br />
<br />
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. I'm good."<br />
<br />
"He's fine y'know? I just saw him not even an hour ago! Stop worrying." He squeezed her hand back and he felt her relax a little.<br />
<br />
"Yeah, I guess it's just hospitals...Ion like 'em."<br />
<br />
"Who does?" He laughed which made her feel even more at ease.<br />
<br />
"Thanks Faree."<br />
<br />
All that tension easing however was a waste of time as they approached Noah's room to people scurrying around everywhere. Something had happened....<br />
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*BAM!! There you ave it ^_^ I literally re-read all my blogs and died at how sloppy it has gotten compared to before..I'm sorry, hopefully anything from now on after this one will be a bit better cuz Im free from uni!! Thanku guys so much for all the comments left on the last chapter :)) i have been neglecting this one a little :// Sorry for any typos and the length is a little short I know :(( Well I hope it was ok for everyone ://*<br />
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<br />CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-79892452768162307212012-08-26T10:19:00.000-07:002012-08-26T10:19:03.745-07:00I'll Stand By YouHe looked at all of the leaflets in his hand. All of them about 'Young Motherhood' and 'Coping With Your Baby'. He flicked through them quickly as he tried to skim read.<br />
<br />
"Why hasn't she talked to me 'bout this?" He mumbled to himself as he continued to read but hearing the bathroom door open he quickly shoved them in his back pocket. He needed to talk to her about this. "Babe, food's almost done, then we'll head off again, kay?"<br />
<br />
"Sure, I'll just go get dressed." she smiled weakly and shut the bedroom door behind her.<br />
<br />
There was dead silence as they finished up eating. Usually Noah's little grumbles could be heard but not today. Not for a few days. Safaree was finished and sat wondering when to bring up the information leaflets he found and decided to just go for it, then it would be out of the way. He reached into his pant pocket and placed the brochures gently in front of Nicki.<br />
<br />
"What are these?" After he asked she stopped eating and set her cutlery down before wipeing her mouth and trying to leave the table. "Nicki?! Please....Don't walk away. Remember what I said? You have to let me in!" She knew he was right but that didn't make her want to stop and talk. "Please?"<br />
<br />
Turning around again she sat back down opposite him. "Why were you goin' through my stuff?"<br />
<br />
"I wasn't. You left your bag in a stupid place and I tripped, when I picked it up all of these fell out." He picked them up and waved them. "Why didn't you tell me?"<br />
<br />
"I don't know." She wouldn't look at him and kept looking down until he carefully grabbed her chin and made her look at him, the tears were clearly visible now.<br />
<br />
"Tell me. I'm gonna listen, I won't talk." She looked hesitant but took a deep breath and started talking.<br />
<br />
"I feel like everything is just too much, like, I hear Candi and Lauren talkin' 'bout their nights out and all the shit they do. Y'know? All the stuff I should be doin', normal teenager stuff. I have no life. To top it off my grades are really bad and I just..." She shook her head and trailed off.<br />
<br />
"And what?"<br />
<br />
"I feel so, alone. Like, with Noah. I can't cope Safaree."<br />
<br />
"Don't say that. I'm here and you are definitely not alone." He pulled one of her hands into his, the size difference was huge.<br />
<br />
"I know you are but...I don't know. I can't explain it." He knew she wasn't going to say anymore than that so he stopped pressing her. How had he not noticed how she was feeling? Perhaps he was just too engrossed in his own feelings, which made him feel rotten even more so after realising he'd left her alone last night. She'd never spent the night alone with Noah before.<br />
<br />
"I'm sorry I left you last night." He kissed her hand and pulled her around the table to sit on his lap as he hugged her.<br />
<br />
"It's fine, you had a good reason. I was being bitchy Nika. But don't do it again, please?" He kissed her lips to answer her.<br />
<br />
"Never." He felt her relax into him as she got quiet, he knew she was thinking about something.<br />
<br />
"Faree?"<br />
<br />
"Mmm?"<br />
<br />
"Do you think Noah's gon' be ok?"<br />
<br />
"Sure. Look how strong his Mom is! He's a fighter." They both giggled before she turned serious again.<br />
<br />
"I know, but I didn't mean like that." He frowned and moved so that he was looking directly at her face.<br />
<br />
"What did you mean then?" She could hear the confusion in his voice.<br />
<br />
"I meant, like, with me being his Mom. I'm obviously not fit to be a mother. The doctor practically said that himself and how the fuck did I not even notice the bruises or anything? He deserves better." He wiped the tears from her face. Again.<br />
<br />
"How could you even think that? You're amazing, give yourself some credit! You're 17, still in school and have a one year old child. Superwoman much?" That made her laugh which he was glad of.<br />
<br />
"You mean that?"<br />
<br />
"Of course."<br />
<br />
"And you'll always be here for me? For us?"<br />
<br />
"Always." He kissed her again to confirm what he was saying and she gladly accepted. "Come on. Noah's waiting." He tapped her butt as she got up and cleared the plates away. He was hoping that was the last obstacle for while, they still had to sort out the whole DNA test and speak to Drake. Which he was honestly dreading.<br />
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***<br />
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"You ready?" Klara looked at the three of them as they all nodded nervously. "He's had his bandages changed, but it still looks a little scary, but he's gon' be fine." She was looking at Nicki as she said it before opening the doors to his room. He was awake, he still had wires and tubes all around him though. "You can go on in, once you've had a moment we'll call your mother. Okay?" Once again they nodded and went inside, seeing him awake was such a relief. A few hours passed and Carol had been and gone.<br />
<br />
"Nic? We should probably be goin' now."<br />
<br />
"I wanna stay. I'm not leaving." Safaree sighed.<br />
<br />
"Iight, I'll ask if they have any extra pillows and blankets or somethin'" He kissed her head and made his way out. The silence between Nicki and Drake was intense.<br />
<br />
"Drake?" It came out as a whisper.<br />
<br />
"Yeah?"<br />
<br />
"There's somethin' I need to talk to you 'bout, but you have to promise to keep your cool, okay?"<br />
<br />
He looked down and re-adjusted his seat before nodding at her. "Kay, I promise. I'll be calm."<br />
<br />
"There's a small chance that....Noah, might not be yours." She went extremely quiet as she finished off her sentence.<br />
<br />
Rubbing his hands over his face he sighed and breathed out slowly. "How long have you known he might not be mine?" She could tell he was really trying to keep from yelling.<br />
<br />
"Only since last night, I swear. Faree told me."<br />
<br />
"How could SB have told <i>you</i>? Wouldn't you be the one to know? I mean you're the one fuckin' around!"<br />
<br />
"I was drunk. I don't remember shit! He said we slept together and he thought we used protection so he didn't tell me..." She trailed off as she started crying again. She was seriously wondering how many tears she had left.<br />
<br />
"So Noah could be SB's or he could be mine?" He laughed dryly. "In fact, he could be the child of any one of those niggas you've fucked!"<br />
<br />
"Drake, stop it."<br />
<br />
He stood up and started pacing before punching the wall with all of his force, just as Safaree came back in.<br />
<br />
"Dude, what the fuck?!" He pulled Drake away from where Nicki and Noah were and pinned him against the wall. Not in an aggressive way, just to restrain him. His knuckles were pretty bloodied up.<br />
<br />
"Get the fuck off me!"<br />
<br />
"Not until you calm the fuck down."<br />
<br />
"Faree please? Just let him go, if somebody comes in here they're gon' get the wrong idea." After hearing her plea he loosened his hold on Drake and stepped away moving over to Nicki to make sure he didn't do anything to her. After all he'd done it once, he could do it again.<br />
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Drake was breathing heavily. "I can't believe this! To think, I mighta wasted a year of my damn life thinkin' he was mine!" Nicki tried to move closer to him but Safaree stopped her.<br />
<br />
"Drake, he still could be yours, that's what I'm tryna say. We need to do a DNA test." He stopped pacing and moved closer towards them, Safaree was still wary and kept his stance in front of Nicki.<br />
<br />
"Well, when can we do it?" He snapped and was evidently agitated as Klara entered the room.<br />
<br />
"Am I interrupting something?" She propped her hand on her hip and cut her eyes at Drake.<br />
<br />
He answered shortly. "No."<br />
<br />
"Good....Well, back to what I came in here for. The doctor said that it's ok for you to hold him Nicki."<br />
<br />
"Really?" They all saw the happiness in her eyes as she walked towards little Noah, Klara moved a chair around so Nicki could sit down as she gently picked Noah out of his crib and handed him to her.<br />
<br />
"There you go, back in your Mommy's arms." Klara smiled as she watched them, quickly moving out of the way to let Safaree sit next to Nicki as he joined her in cooing over him. Drake stayed where he was but looked over at them catching Klara's eyes as she started speaking.<br />
<br />
"Okay. What's going on? I obviously did intrude on something. Someone going to explain?" She looked between them all "Today, would be good."<br />
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Drake's voice was low and he sounded just as angry as before. "You wanna ask her Nicki, or shall I?" He was talking about the test.<br />
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*I'm sooooooooooo sorry It's not much and It's a bit all over the place :// I was writing an essay at the same time -___- Never doing that again lmaooo anyway HOPE this ok for everyone, and I'm sooo sorry to please ask again for 10 comments before I post the next chap? I feel terrible but it, like, lets me know when to update. THANKU so much for the 14 comments on the last chapter!! ^___^ Also @Rayebaby92TM Thanku for saying I made you feel like that!! I hope u do start writing!! I need more fics to read so I'd be there! haha Welp, I'm off to bed!! Night Barbz Muuuuuah! Sorry for typos!*<br />
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CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-81678505338302774162012-08-19T08:23:00.000-07:002012-08-19T08:23:28.160-07:00The Long WaitBoth Safaree and Nicki turned to look at the doctor.<br />
<br />
"We have Noah in a stabilised condition at the moment. However there are a few things we need to go through with you both and a Mr....Graham." He said as he flipped through Noah's notes looking for the father's name. Safaree cringed remembering that he still had to have that talk with Nicki, and soon.<br />
<br />
"Well, can we see him?" She sniffed and wiped her tears as she asked hopefully.<br />
<br />
"Not right now, he's being prepped for the operating room-" He couldn't finish before Nicki started crying again, Safaree just held on to her tighter, letting her know that he was there. "Why don't we move this conversation to somewhere a little more private and I can fully explain everything, we've already contacted Mr. Graham. He should be here soon." As they walked behind the doctor towards what looked like an office Safaree felt Nicki squeezing his hand making him look down at her worried face.<br />
<br />
"It'll be okay. I promise, Noah is strong. Just like his Mom." He touched the side of her cheek as she just nodded tearfully. Once they entered the office and each took a seat the doctor proceeded to inform them about the situation, he kept it simple, not wanting to repeat himself when Drake arrived. As he mentioned that the door opened and a nurse ushered Drake and Mama Carol inside, they took the two seats to the side of the room. Drake looked at Nicki, trying to read her face but she kept her gaze fixed on the doctor.<br />
<br />
"Right, now, with you all here I'll just go through what is going to happen." He looked between all of their worried faces. "Noah's aortic valve isn't working as effectively as it should, therefore an insufficient amount of blood is making it through the chambers of his heart. "He paused letting them process what he had just said, they remained silent and Nicki's tears were quite obviously rolling down her face. "We'll have to perform something called an AVR, which is an Aortic Valve Replacement. It is an open heart surgery so we will have to re-open his chest again. If Noah wasn't strong enough for this procedure we honestly wouldn't be performing it but we believe it's definitely the best option, all we need to do now is gain your permission and sort through the paperwork and we can get the surgery underway. Do you consent to you son receiving this treatment Miss Maraj?"<br />
<br />
"If you think he'll be strong to recover and it's the absolute best thing to do for him...Then, yes I agree." She and Safaree never released one another from their hand hold as Mama Carol nodded reassuringly at them both.<br />
<br />
"And Mr. Graham?" Drake snapped out of his thoughts and nodded at the doctor.<br />
<br />
"Anything to help him get better." Nicki smiled small at him.<br />
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Once all the paperwork was out of the way the waiting began. They had been told that because Noah was so small, more risks were involved and it might take longer but they were looking at a seven or eight hour surgery. Now it was just Drake Nicki and Safaree. Mama Carol was sad to leave but she had to go get Macaiah. They had been waiting for about three hours already and Nicki was asleep on Safaree, leaving an awkward silence between the two guys.<br />
<br />
"I can't believe he's gon' be on medication for the rest of his life." Drake sighed as Safaree looked up from his phone. He was texting Lauren and Candi about what was going on.<br />
<br />
"I know. He's just so damn small. It ain't right." Safaree added, he felt kind of bad for Drake. The fact that Noah might not even be his son. He had to tell Nicki as soon as she woke up. He looked down at her asleep with her head resting gently on his arm and wondered how she would react. Another two hours passed, slowly and now Nicki was awake. Here was his chance.<br />
<br />
"Nic?" She didn't answer him and just turned to look at him tiredly. "I need to talk to you. It's, really important."<br />
<br />
"Faree, what is it?" She looked more concerned than before and shuffled closer to him. Drake felt Safaree's eyes burning him and guessed it was private to he took that as his cue to go and get a drink. As soon as he left Safaree took a deep breath and prepared to tell her.<br />
<br />
"It's 'bout Noah. I think...." He went quiet for a minute.<br />
<br />
"You think what? Safaree, just tell me?" She cupped the side of his face in her hand and turned his face so that he was looking at her.<br />
<br />
"I think you should have a DNA test done." She looked at him blankly.<br />
<br />
"What are you talkin' about? I already know Drake is his dad. He's the only person I've ever had sex with." She was right, she and Safaree hadn't even had sex yet, well, apart from that drunken night at his birthday party. She didn't want to rush into anything after Noah was born so they were taking it extremely slow. But Safaree didn't mind one bit, he loved her.<br />
<br />
"No, Drake might not be his father." He whispered it so quietly she had to lean in just to catch what he had said. She just laughed.<br />
<br />
"Safaree, what the hell is wrong with you? Of course he's Noah's dad."<br />
<br />
"Think, Nicki. You honestly can't remember? Anything?" She just shook her head, getting impatient with his weird questions. "The night of my 18th?"<br />
<br />
"What about it?"<br />
<br />
"You woke up, in my bed with-"<br />
<br />
"No clothes on. Yeah I know, it was humiliating! But you told me I didn't sleep with anyone so it's fine. Right?" She waited for a response but he just looked down. "Right Safaree?" He sighed and stood up.<br />
<br />
"Shit Ion even know what happened! I woke up with you laying next to me, we were both naked and when I got up I found the used condom on my floor. I thought it was ours so I didn't tell you. You seemed so relieved when I said nothing had happened so I just kept it to myself." He was now pacing with his hands on his head.<br />
<br />
"I can't believe this! I can't believe you! Why the fuck didn't you tell me?!" She stood up too and he could tell this was going to escalate into a heated argument.<br />
<br />
"Because you were so upset thinkin' that you had it off with some random nigga!" He took a deep breath and grabbed her hands making her sit down with him before he started talking again, more softly. In order for the situation to stay calm he needed to keep his cool too. "I was gonna explain as soon as I showered but when I got back to my room you looked like you were 'bout to start cryin' so I figured we used a condom and it would do no harm to just forget about it. We were both pretty smashed, I can hardly remember either." To his surprise Nicki started talking again but she wasn't yelling.<br />
<br />
"I'm angry that you didn't tell me this whole time. You've had so many chances to tell me. But I still don't understand how he could be yours? We used a condom, that's what you said right?"<br />
<br />
"I <i>thought </i>we had but a couple weeks ago I went to Rex's and we played some stupid drinking game where we confess shit. He told me he fucked some girl in my room at my party and left the condom in there. It wasn't ours."<br />
<br />
"So you've only known 'bout this for two weeks?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah." He sighed and looked down. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I mean what the fuck was I s'posed to say?"<br />
<br />
"I can't stay mad with you forever, but I am upset that you didn't tell me sooner. There are more important things to be worrying 'bout right now, like Noah. We could ask for a DNA test whilst we're here though?" She couldn't look at him and even under all the hurt and anger she was feeling right now she was secretly hoping that Safaree was Noah's real father. Everything would be so much easier. He would probably feel less like an outcast with them and she wouldn't have to send her baby away to stay at his dad's house every so often. In fact she was quite happy about all of this, not that she would let him know that though. He made a mistake not telling her sooner and she would be sure to let him know that. Safaree felt a huge weight lifted off of his shoulders but he knew the next couple of weeks were going to be difficult, already the atmosphere had turned icy and she moved away from him to sit at the other end of the couch in the visitor's lounge. He decided to give her some space.<br />
<br />
"I'm 'bouta go get some food, you want something?"<br />
<br />
"No, thanks." She didn't look at him and kept her attention focused on her lap. He sighed and made his way out to the hospital canteen.<br />
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***<br />
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It had been almost eight hours and Nicki was starting to get restless with all the waiting and her level of anger was rising as nobody would tell them anything about Noah.<br />
<br />
"Nic, they'll come tell us when they're done, please just sit down? You're makin' me nervous." Before she could snap back at Drake a nurse entered the visitor's lounge.<br />
<br />
"Noah's out of the operating room now, he's just being transferred to the Intensive Care Unit. That's where he'll be staying and if everything looks well he'll be discharged in around four days. Would you like to see him?" None of them hesitated to follow the nurse up to the ICU. Nothing could have prepared them for what they saw though. He looked so small especially with the amount of bandaging wrapped around his chest. Nicki brought her hand immediately to her mouth in shock, as always though, Safaree was close by to reassure her. They sat by him for hours until Drake broke the silence.<br />
<br />
"As much as a really want to stay, for you and Noah, I have to get goin'. You gon' be okay?" He made sure to let Nicki know that he was planning on being their for both her and Noah, much to Safaree's annoyance.<br />
<br />
"It's fine, we've been here for hours. Go." She smiled as he left and turned her gaze back to Noah and all the wires and machines around him.<br />
<br />
"Told you he'd be okay."<br />
<br />
"You didn't know that for sure though, anything could've happened." The way she said it let him know she was still pissed off.<br />
<br />
"Nicki. How many times do I have to say I'm sorry? I fucked up, I should've told you and I get that but I don't know what else to say." He got up to leave but her small hand stopped him.<br />
<br />
"No, I'm sorry. Please don't go?"<br />
<br />
"I wasn't. I was gonna grab a drink." He pointed to the water dispenser by the door making her let go and blush slightly.<br />
<br />
"Oh."<br />
<br />
"I'm not leaving. Ever. I already told you that." He bent down to kiss her on her head but she moved so that he caught her lips.<br />
<br />
"Promise?"<br />
<br />
"I promise. On my life." He kissed her again before going to get two cups of water, handing one to her when he took his seat again.<br />
<br />
"Did you let Candi and Lauren know?"<br />
<br />
"Yeah, I texted 'em when you were out-cold." He laughed at her as she forced her mouth into a pout.<br />
<br />
"Shut up! I was tired!" She smiled and quickly turned serious again. "I missed you last night."<br />
<br />
"I missed you too....And I'm sorry, 'bout what I said. I was way outta line."<br />
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"No, I understand I am - or should I say was, asking a lot of you. Raising somebody else's kid, it's gotta be hard. But now there's the possibility he could be yours." She moved to sit on his knee and ran her hand over his cheek.<br />
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"When do you wanna ask for the DNA test?"<br />
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"As soon as I've spoken to Drake about everything, Ion wanna do any of this behind his back. We tell him and my Mom first. Then we'll figure everything else out." He was about to respond when the doctor walked in. They both turned to look at him expectantly.<br />
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"So, as you can see everything went well. Noah should be discharged in the next four or five days. We just have some more tests to run before we let you guys settle for the night."<br />
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"What kind of tests?" Nicki stood up as she asked.<br />
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"We just want to make sure that the replacement valve is working effectively. Also we'll send a nurse up to talk to you about his post-operative care." Without saying anything else he smiled at them both and left them alone. Their small talk was soon interrupted by a nurse walking through the door to Noah's private room.<br />
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"Onika?" Nicki turned at the use of her real name before gasping.<br />
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"Klara? You're his nurse?" She immediately hugged her before moving to let Safaree greet her too.<br />
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"Well I wasn't supposed to be but the other nurse was called in for an OR emergency. I read through his notes on the way up, he's a strong little guy huh?" She stood to the side of him and started sorting out some wires and other things as they both took their seats again. Klara soon grabbed a chair and joined them. "So, lets get you two all caught up on what needs to be done." She flicked through some papers and found the page she needed. "Okay, as you've probably been told Noah is going to need medication for the rest of his life?" They both nodded. "It's basically an anti-coagulent which thins the blood to prevent clotting, which is essential with his new valve. The only down side is that if he were to ever have an extremely bad fall or whatever, it'll be hard to control the bleeding, you understand?" They both nodded solemnly again. "Also because it was open-heart surgery he will have scarring on his chest area, the surgeon tried to keep it as small as possible but it's about eight inches long and you'll need to return soon to get the stitches or staples removed." She smiled as she finished up what she was saying, they both looked overwhelmed. "Everything will be fine, and you know you can <i>always </i>call me if you need to?"<br />
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"Thank you." Nicki smiled weakly and resumed watching her baby sleeping.<br />
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"Okay, well I'll finish up the rest of these tests and leave you to it."<br />
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The next day they both woke up groggily after sleeping in the hospital chairs, after gulping down some coffee they were sat waiting for Mama Carol and Drake to arrive. They were finding out whether or not Noah's new valve was working properly. He was still in an induced sleep because they didn't want him moving around and dislodging any vital equipment during the night. To think he was only one year old and all of this was happening was so scary to Nicki.<br />
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"Good morning." They knew that voice anywhere, it was Carol peeping through the door. "How is my little grandbaby?"<br />
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"He's doing good, well that's what they're saying. We're finding out today, y'know, if it's actually worked." She pulled away from hugging her Mom and sat back on Safaree's lap so that her mother had somewhere to sit. He watched her roll her eyes as Drake walked in, with Caitlin in tow.<br />
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"Ugh, the fuck is she doin' here?" She mumbled in Safaree's ear as they walked in further.<br />
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"I hope you don't mind, Caitlin came along. She was worried 'bout Noah." Nicki just listened to Drake's explanation and ignored her presence whilst continuing to admire her son.<br />
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"Oh wow, everybody is here." Klara chirped as she came in rubbing sanitizer into her palms. "Looks like little Noah's gon' make a full recovery. Everything worked out well and the valve is functioning fine. He's a little fighter this one! We'll wake him up soon, the doctor has to assess him first and he should be up any min-" Just as she was about to finish her sentence the doctor walked in sporting a very serious facial expression.<br />
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"Well, as the nurse has already told you, Noah's operation was a success. However some other things cropped up when we checked his x-rays. Could I please speak to his primary caregivers, alone?" A worried Nicki, Safaree and Drake all remained seated whilst Carol and Caitlin left.<br />
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"Is something wrong?" Her voice was cracking and she was quite obviously on the verge of tears as she asked, Safaree tightened his grip on her and she rubbed his hand as a gesture to say 'thank you'.<br />
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"Noah has a number of small fractures, all situated around the ribcage. Do you have any idea how that might have happened? Or maybe who or what could have caused it?" Nicki immediately got defensive, knowing he was directing the question at her.<br />
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"What are tryin' to imply? That I'd purposely hurt my own child?"<br />
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"Ms. Maraj, we're just trying to get to the bottom of this." He paused for a second. "So you can honestly say you've never become frustrated with him? Maybe he wouldn't stop crying, did you ever get upset with that? Even shake him, to try and make him be quiet?" Nobody could believe what they were hearing.<br />
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"Nicki would <i>never </i>do that!" The person that came from shocked her, she thought Safaree would be the one to jump to her defence. But it was Drake.<br />
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"Please, just remain calm Mr. Graham. Unfortunately the bruising Noah has sustained is consistent with that of a pair of hands and I'm left with no choice but to call social services." Klara's head turned quickly in the doctor's direction.<br />
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"Excuse me, doctor, can I please have a word? Outside?" As soon as they were on the other side of the door klara let rip.<br />
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"You don't even know these kids!" She practically yelled but he quickly dismissed her.<br />
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"Nurse Michaels, I see this all the time. She's a young mother, still a child herself and she's struggling to cope. I admit that it's sad this happens but actions have consequences, what can I say? Maybe they should have attended their sex ed classes instead of jumping in to bed at the age of 15?" He shrugged whilst Klara's eyes widened as she scoffed at what he said.<br />
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"Well I know them and I'm the nurse who delivered Noah too, I've never seen a girl as brave as Onika and She would <i>never </i>do anything to harm that child. None of them would. So I suggest, before you start making accusations like that, you really look into matters first! Our job is to save lives and aid the sick. We don't judge patients, or relatives. Ever." He looked down knowing she was right.<br />
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"Tell the others they can go back into the room, I'll send a counsellor up and they can talk it out. It could be down to people caring for him outside of his home, Grandparents, friends or even babysitters. Just tell them to think over everything. If nothing adds up, I'll have to call in a social worker. I'll have no choice." He walked off angrily as Klara let Caitlin and Carol back in, explaining to them everything the doctor said.<br />
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"I just don't see who else could have done this. Maybe he's right, maybe I'm just not cut out for this." The tears came again as Safaree rubbed her back soothingly.<br />
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"Don't you dare say that! You have any idea how lucky Noah is to have you as his mother?" She started crying even more at his sweet words as everyone else chimed in, all except Caitlin.<br />
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"Who else takes care of him?" Drake asked cautiously as he took a seat.<br />
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"Nobody. Just us, Mom and you. I mean Lauren and Candi sometimes but not very often and I'm always there with them. They're really gentle with him. Everybody is." She carried on sniffling as Safaree kept on calming her.<br />
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"I'm not." They all snapped their heads around to look at a guilty looking Caitlin, she was staring intently at the floor.<br />
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"Excuse me?!" Safaree kept hold of Nicki's arms to stop her from getting to her feet, he could feel the anger in the way she spoke.<br />
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"I said I'm not." Drake looked at her with disgust as he stood and walked over to her.<br />
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"What did you do to him?" His voice was low and gravelly making her shift uncomfortably.<br />
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"Ugh, can't you see?! he ruined everything! You spent all day preparing us an amazing meal and everything was great until the little brat started screaming! He just wouldn't stop, so I shook him a little. It wasn't even that hard! And I only did it two or three times at the most! Baby, I promise." She tried to rest her hands on his chest but he pushed them away. Safaree could see Nicki wanted to throttle her there and then but that wouldn't have looked good so he held her in place on his knee. Klara decided to stand next to Mama Carol by Noah's crib, she thought she should step in but she had a feeling Drake wouldn't do anything stupid so she left them to it.<br />
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"Get out." She tried again to touch him but he slapped her hands away. "GET OUT!" He didn't need say anything else as she stared each and every one of them down and left after spewing out a number of insults directed at Nicki and Drake.<br />
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"Nicki, I am so sorry. I had no idea, I swear." He was looking at her remorsefully before she sighed and looked at him.<br />
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"It's fine, but I told you she was a hoe." She felt like she couldn't be angry at him, especially with the talk that they had to have later. The pangs of guilt were setting in and Safaree could tell.<br />
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"Stop worrying, we don't even know yet." Only she heard because he whispered and everyone else had moved to stand around Noah's little incubated crib.<br />
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"Nicki, I'll let the doctor know what happened but a social worker is still going to want to talk to you and assess your living conditions." She could tell Nicki was exhausted, the next few days were going to be long and hard for all of them. "I'll tell you what, why don't you all go home, have some rest and something to eat and then as soon as you come back we'll wake him up?" The smiles all around the room told her that was a good idea.<br />
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As soon as they got home Nicki went to shower whilst Safaree decided to cook her favourite. Boneless chicken stew. Although he didn't make it as good as Nicki, he still went through with it. Almost having a near accident himself after tripping over Nicki's book bag. He picked it up and groaned as everything fell out, but what he found was not what he was expecting...<br />
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*Omg Im so freaking tired!! I was out late last night so I can't believe I actually managed to do this! Sorry it's quite long-ish for me, and it's very hospitally! I actually learnt all of that AVR stuff from watching fictional hospital shows! Also I REALLY hate to do this but Imma have to ask for a certain number of comments on this one too! I need an indication as to when or if I post again, so I will politely ask for maybe 10 comments before I post again :/ I really like writing these but I need to do Uni work to so I'll have to balance it out :)) Thanku for all of the comments on 'Tough Times' I really appreciate it! Sorry for any typos!! Muuuah*<br />
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<br />CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-36903410731690589292012-08-10T22:13:00.000-07:002012-08-10T22:13:41.473-07:00*Oh! I almost forgot! Here is Noah with his liddle hat ^_^*Usually I refrain from using images because sometimes when people read they automatically picture them in their heads, so sometimes I think posting pictures might ruin it for some people. HOWEVER I think this little kid is just so damn cute I HAD to include him ^_^<br />
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<br />CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-24960042786100734222012-08-09T08:59:00.001-07:002012-08-09T08:59:14.099-07:00Tough Times*Holy shitbawls! Like seriously was NOT expecting that many comments!! Thanku guys! ^__^ Sorry it has been a while since I posted on this one :/ Also before I start I dunno how it school works in America and I have been away from England so long I CAN'T even remember so Imma just have to do the Australian way XD So Nicki is 17, if I worked that out right, she got a bun in the oven at 15 turned 16 before she had Noah...a year on she should be 17 right? Well idc, she's 17! So that would mean she would still be in shcool? Welp, she is so I shall continue! Hope it's ok for everyone.*<br />
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*** Skipping Back To Nicki (her waking at like 6am, no sleep w/Noah being all squawky ***<br />
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It was 6am and being a 17 year old sleeping-in was essential but hearing the baby monitor on the side of her bed she knew she couldn't ignore it. Safaree still wasn't home, she figured he had either gone to Rex's or his Mom's house but she was still worried about him, no matter how bad their argument was. Slowly lifting the covers off of herself she shivered feeling the cold hit her and made her way out of her room. When she made it to Noah's room she was wrapping her robe around herself extra tight to keep warm and bent down slowly to pick him out of his crib. As soon as she had hold of him he stopped fussing.<br />
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"Oh? So you gon' be quiet now?" She shook her head and made her way downstairs to the kitchen with him on her hip. Usually she would be greeted with Safaree watching TV before he headed out to work, but it was just silence today. She pulled Noah's high-chair out and sat him in it whilst she sorted out their breakfast. Being that Nicki was still 17 she was still studying and was supposed to be at school in two hours however Mama Carol had called to say she had an appointment and couldn't look after Noah today so Safaree was taking the day off to look after him. She didn't really see that happening anymore, especially after the last text he sent her last night. She sighed thinking about it, how come she had never realised how he was feeling? She thought Safaree was fine with the whole 'raising another man's child' but thinking about it for a while she understood how much she was asking of him and felt terrible. Hearing the microwave ding she opened the door and set Noah's milk on the side to cool, he only had two bottles a day now. One in the morning and one before bed.<br />
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After breakfast Nicki decided to focus on getting Noah bathed and dressed before getting herself ready and ringing around asking for someone to babysit. She called everyone she knew and not one of them were free, looking at her watch impatiently she quickly threw Noah's essentials into her book bag after putting his coat and hat on and then headed out of the door. She had no choice but to take him with her and if she got in trouble she would just have to deal with it, after all she was basically just running in to hand up an assignment so it should have been ok.<br />
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"Come on!! I don't have fucking time for this!" Safaree screamed whilst slamming his hands on the steering wheel. He was stuck in peak hour traffic trying to make it home in time before Nicki left for school. Looking at his watch again he knew he had missed her. He couldn't understand why the lanes weren't moving at all, hearing other drivers yelling he opened his window and from what he heard there had been a crash, they were just checking everyone was ok and clearing up the mess. "Shit man!" He continued to tap his fingers and cuss randomly before trying to ring Nicki, he thought it would be pretty pointless anyway he knew she wouldn't answer after what he said to her last night. He was right, it went straight to voicemail.<br />
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Almost an hour later he finally made it home to an empty house. No Noah or Nicki in sight so he took this time to figure out what he was going to say when she got home. As he sat silently for a moment he ran through all of the things he could say, how he could say it but the one thing he couldn't guess was how Nicki was going to react.<br />
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Walking down the hallway with Noah balanced on her hip received more stares than she had anticipated, mainly from younger students. They had heard that this 'Onika' girl had gone and got herself knocked up but they never believed it, until they saw her. If she knew it was going to be this bad she would have just skipped school if it wasn't for that one particular assignment that was due to be handed in, with the deadline being today she chose not to risk it. Finally escaping the stares and whispers of fellow students she turned down the hallway to the teacher's office.<br />
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"Kay. So I'll just knock, go in, hand the paper up and leave. Simple as that Onika." She rummaged around in her bag whilst Noah played with the ends of her hair before being distracted by her earring. "Boy, would you stop. Mommy is tryna find som......Ah found it!" She whipped it out and proceeded to knock on the door.<br />
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"Oh, Ms. Maraj, what can I..um, help you with?" Mr Tomlinson was greatly distracted by Noah's grumpy grunts causing Nicki to look down before answering.<br />
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"Sorry Sir. I didn't have anyone to take care of him...Anyway I just came to hand this up." She held the paper out for him.<br />
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"Thank you, but before you go I need to have a word. You want to step inside?" He wasn't asking and moved aside to let her in. Rolling her eyes with attitude she went in and sat down sitting Noah comfortably on her lap so he could rest in her arms, she figured he was tired hence his grumpy behaviour.<br />
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"Your grades are slipping Onika...Tremendously. Whats going on?" He looked at her pitifully.<br />
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"I thought that woulda been quite obvious, Sir." He raised his eyebrows at her dry answer.<br />
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"Have you ever considered maybe, seeking the help of a counsellor? I mean to be doing all of this and studying at the same time, it's a lot to take on for a 17 year old"<br />
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"No." There was silence for a while after she answered. "Can I please leave? If you hadn't noticed I have a lot on my plate right now and listening to this isn't helping. At all." Her body language and the vibe she was sending out made Noah even more restless and he began to cry as she stood up, grabbing her bag. She didn't even wait to hear what he had to say and walked speedily out of the door and back down the hallways, thankfully they were clear now as classes were in session. Noah had gotten quieter as she hit the sidewalk and headed to her car. (I don't know what the driving age in America is! It's 16 here in Australia.) Opening the door to his car-seat she went to put him in and noticed he was already asleep, but there was something different, he felt really limp.<br />
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"Noah? Baby wake up." She gave him the gentlest little shake to try and wake him. Nothing. She tried again and again but he wouldn't respond. Remembering the information she was given about his condition she checked his breathing and heart rate, both were extremely shallow and she started to panic. Quickly strapping him in she jumped in the car and went straight to the hospital, which was only minutes away. Parking extremely out of the lines she darted around to his his car seat and secured his lifeless little body in her arms and ran for the hospital entrance.<br />
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Sitting deep in thought he still hadn't come up with any ideas about how to explain this to Nicki. He was finally just thinking maybe he should just blurt it out and then it's done. As he was about to to turn the TV on his phone started ringing in his pocket. It was Mama Carol.<br />
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"Hey Mama Carol. How are things?"<br />
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"Safaree you need to get down to Clearview hospital. Now." She sounded out of breath and all the noise around her made her voice hard to hear.<br />
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"Why? What's going on? Are you hurt?" He stood up trying to throw his shoes on thinking that something terrible had happened to her.<br />
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"No...It's not me...It's Noah..." She trailed off and he could tell she was crying, without hesitating he hung up and bolted out of the door.<br />
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"Ma'am, please? We need you to calm down." One of the nurses was trying to console a hysterical Nicki as they sat waiting to hear what was wrong. It was no use though.<br />
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"Nika, honey, they are trying their best in there. We just have to hope and pray for now." She wrapped her arms around her daughter's trembling body as she continued to cry.<br />
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"How c-could I have not n-noticed anything was wrong? I'm his m-mother!"<br />
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"Shhh. Safaree will be here soon, kay?" She smoothed her hand over Nicki's face trying to remove some of the tears but it didn't matter because they just kapt falling anyway.<br />
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"What? You called him?"<br />
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"Of course I called him! He would want to be here for you both!" Nicki just scoffed tearfully at what her mother said.<br />
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"He doesn't give two sh- He doesn't care." She pulled gently out of her mother's grasp and sat upright.<br />
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"Now I know that is <i>not </i>true Onika! All that boy does for you two! He loves the pair of you, don't ever question that." She shook her head at her daughter's behaviour and they were silent again until an out of breath Safaree ran over to them.<br />
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"What's happening? Do you know anything yet?" He was aiming his breathless questions at Nicki but she wouldn't acknowledge him and let Mama Carol do the talking.<br />
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"We haven't bee told anything yet...They're seeing to him now." She looked back up at him only to realise he watching Nicki fiddle with her nails. "I think I might go get a drink, do either of you two need anything?" Safaree shook his head politely and took her seat after she left.<br />
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"Nic, talk to me. What happened?"<br />
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"Don't come in here acting like you actually give a fuck!" He didn't answer and looked down at his lap. "Why'd you even bother coming? If I remember correctly he ain't your kid, right?" No matter what he tried to say she would <i>always </i>be yelling over him. He never got chance to speak his mind and he was running out of patience. As she continued to shout and bark questions at him, he flipped and grabbed her forearm before dragging her into the stairwell. There was nobody around to witness his angry outburst.<br />
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"Safaree let go! You're hurting me!" She tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he pushed her up against the wall.<br />
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"STOP YELLING! And Let. Me. Talk." He breathed heavily between each word, but it had the effect he wanted as she was quickly silenced. "I'm sick of you yellin' at me like I'm nothin' Onika! Like I'm a useless piece of shit! I'm done with it!" He released her arm forcefully shoving her a little. "I don't wanna hurt you, but don't you see what you're doing? You're pushing me away." His voice was a lot softer now, but her body carried on shaking uncontrollably. She was looking down and he could see the tears dripping off her face.<br />
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"I'm sorry." He moved closer to her but she flinched away, he hated seeing her face frozen with fear because of him.<br />
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"I'm sorry too, come here." He tried once more and this time she collapsed into his arms sobbing as he rubbed her back. "I ain't mean to scare you babe. Just understand that I love you and I'm not going anywhere. But you <i>have </i>to let me in. Stop pushing me away." he felt her head nod against his chest as her cries started to subdue slowly, she was still shaky though.<br />
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"I never knew thas how you were feelin'."<br />
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"I suppose we're both to blame. I could have let you know, but you never seemed like you cared."<br />
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"Faree I love you and of course I care! It's just been so fuckin' hard with Noah and Drake and school work. I don't know if I can do anymore." She looked away tearfully and he pulled her even closer to him.<br />
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"We'll sort this out bae, don't worry." He kissed the top of her head before they were politely interrupted by the doctor.<br />
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"Ms Maraj?" ......<br />
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*Uggghhh I was trying to get into this all damn day!! I just COULD NOT THINK and sorry it's a little short! But anyways thanks for all the comments on the last chapter!!! :o haha I don't think I'll be able to top that ever again so I think it's safe to say that chapter was a record breaker for me!! ^__^ Well, hope this was alright for you guys ://Sorry for any typos/mistakes! Niight*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-35537384829184702012012-08-02T23:14:00.001-07:002012-08-02T23:16:04.298-07:00*NOTE*<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This has nothing to do with Forever Young but I had to let y'all know somehow, w/out tweeting the link!! I have changed my oneshot blog into an actual fic called 'Can Anybody Hear Me?' on twitter I will refer to it as CAHM.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here is the link, I should be updating CAHM today as well as HIA ^___^</span><br />
<a href="http://cananybodyhearmeonikafaree.blogspot.com.au/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">http://cananybodyhearmeonikafaree.blogspot.com.au </span></a><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thank you SOOOO much for the comments I got on HIA last night!! I can't believe how quickly I got to 10! ^__^ Thanku guys, muuah!!</span>CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-36599456756453690722012-07-31T07:20:00.001-07:002012-07-31T07:29:27.301-07:00The Truth Always Comes Out*Kay so it isn't a HUGELY massive surprise, but it's still a surprise ^_^ also I am just warning you all that some of you may not be happy but ULTIMATELY you will see why this is a good thing...and everything I just said will make sense after you have read XD Oh yeah and remember that when I post in Italics it is a flashback unless of course it is the sneak peek section of a full chapter but you all know that! Anywaays, hope it's ok for you all :/*<br />
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Safaree sat rigid on his mother's couch, it was almost 7am and he hadn't slept. He couldn't. Everything that had happened was swirling around in his head and just wouldn't stop. What the hell was he going to tell Nicki. How the hell was he going to tell her, he sighed and rubbed his forehead as the memories took over.<br />
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<i>Flashback</i><br />
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<i>It was a friday night and the party was only just beginning. The Vaks had arrived at Safaree's for his 18th birthday party, bringing along with them plenty of alcohol and a good number of people that Safaree was almost certain he had never seen before. However with him being partially wasted already he welcomed them in without a care in the world. He had planned on getting completely shit-faced seeing as this would be his last chance to go wild until the seniors party in two weeks time, only it would be his turn to drive meaning no alcohol for him. Nicki, Candi and Lauren was sat comfortably on his lounge room couch, everybody else was milling about with drinks and others dancing to the music which was now absolutely blaring.</i><br />
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<i>"Why in the hell are y'all just sat like a bunch of bores on MY birthday?!" He staggered a little and poked himself in the chest as he said 'MY'. The girls just giggled at his current state until he collapsed on to the couch next to Nicki and he rested his head on her shoulder making her start to laugh again. Candi and Lauren looked at each other.</i><br />
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<i>"Candi, I wanna go get another drink. You coming?" She raised her eyebrow.</i><br />
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<i>"oh, uhm yeah I think I'll grab another while I'm up." The two smirked and looked back at Nicki trying to lift Safaree off of her as they walked away.</i><br />
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<i>"Faree! My god! Yo' big ass head is seriously crushing me!" She started moving her shoulders up and down trying to get him to move.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Aye! I'm tryna get some shut eye here!" She knew he was doing it on purpose because she could see the corners of his mouth turning up into a smile.</i><br />
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<i>"Nigga, get off!" She laughed loudly and pushed him forcefully making him erupt into laughter.</i><br />
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<i>*** Three Hours Later ***</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>Just when they thought there couldn't be anymore people crammed into his house it seemed as though the number of party guests had doubled. People were pouring out of the front and back doors due to the little space left downstairs, guests were piled all the way upstairs and cluttered the hallway and bathroom too. Safaree had smartly locked all bedroom doors before everyone arrived. If his parents came home from their week away to find any trace a party they would surely hit the roof. Candi and Lauren had separated and gone off with the guys of their fancy whilst Nicki was sat with Safaree and some randoms in the kitchen. They were both well and truly smashed.</i><br />
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<i>"Sah-fah-ree?" Nicki yelled for the fourth time, only more slowly and right in his ear. she was slurring madly and swaying on the spot.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Whaat?! Nic I can't....I can't hear you!" He squinted and tried to look at her only there was now three of her in his eyes. She waved her hand at him as if to say 'forget it' and tried to walk off through all of the bodies pushed up against one another. He decided to follow her and staggered behind. When they finally reached Safaree's bedroom door he patted all of his pockets trying to find his keys, after around six pat-downs he found them and took another ten minutes trying to get the right key before pushing open the door and locking it behind them, people were already trying to push their way in. They wanted beds.</i><br />
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<i>"I-I said I don't...I feel funny Faree!" She clamped her eyes shut and sat on his bed with her hands pressed on her temples. "Ughh, I'm gon' throw up!" Before Safaree could react in his drunken stupor she bolted, wobbly, to his en suite and emptied her stomach into the toilet. The sound of her retching honestly made him feel queasy.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Yo, Nic...You kay?" He decided to sit, it made his dizziness worse though. After hearing the toilet flush and the sink water running along with the clanging of the cabinet she emerged from the bathroom looking rather pale.</i><br />
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<i>"Who did this to me?" She whined and flopped on to the bed next to him face down. He laughed at her dramatic behaviour and fell back so that he was laying next to her. Before he could jokingly answer her question he felt her moving next to him at first he thought she was going to vomit again but he jumped when she turned her head to face him and put her hand gently on the side of his face.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"You're my best friend, y'know that?" Her eyes were blinking lazily. Safaree put his hand on top of hers on his own face and smiled, answering her question silently.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"And you're mine." He shut his eyes feeling the room start spinning even more. She watched as intently as she could and moved closer to him snuggling into his neck. His eyes shot open as he felt her breathing on his neck, he hadn't realised that his arm had automatically moved to be around her tiny body and was brushing against her ass. "Nic?"</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Hmmm?" She didn't move as he called her name but he felt her humming.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Stop, please don't do that." He slurred and tried to pull her hands from wandering up his shirt.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Whyyyyy?" It came out as a squeaky whine but she continued to do it anyway. Before he knew it she was sat on top of him pulling his shirt up over his head. It took a while considering the state of them both. He knew this was really wrong, something was telling him that, but at the same time he didn't want her to stop. That thought was strongly reinforced by her grinding on him as she got to his belt buckle. Snapping out of the argument of his conscience he sat up slowly holding on to her tiny waist and pressed his lips against hers, at this point he didn't really care that she had vomited, he could automatically taste toothpaste as their tongues massaged one another. The moans and noises she was making were getting him hard, fast. Swiftly picking her up he moved them both so that he was on top and gently but urgently unzipped her black fitted dress and threw it to the side with his shirt. His jeans, boxers and her underwear all followed shortly after. The way she called his name drove him wild as he pounded into her with more force making her scream even louder as she came all over his dick, he came a few strokes later and collapsed to the side of her.</i><br />
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<i>The muffled noises coming from downstairs made him stir slightly. He blinked numerous times trying to focus his vision on the alarm clock on his side-table. It was 8am. Wiping his hand down his face he groaned, suddenly feeling something warm touching his leg. He flinched and looked at the naked beauty sleeping next to him. Some of last night's events came flooding back, panicking he lifted his covers to see them both laying naked underneath them. He can't have had sex with his best friend. No way. No doubt about it, he really did have strong feelings for her that were stronger than that of a best friend but he was waiting until she was maybe sixteen or seventeen until he told her and especially have sex with her! However he always had the worry somebody else would snap her up before him. He came back to reality when she shifted slightly, he made sure she was still asleep whilst he slipped out of the bed and gathered his clothes when he noticed it. He breathed a sigh of relief as he walked over to the used condom laying on the floor, filled with his deposit. He decided to get dressed and then go to the guest room and flush the condom in there so as not to wake Nicki. After showering in there and changing his clothes, once realising they were covered with drink stains, he returned to his own room. Nicki was sat looking really confused with the covers pulled up tightly around herself.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Why am I in here?" She asked warily, she noticed he was dressed and he looked like he had showered. His heart dropped and his mouth went dry realising that she obviously couldn't remember anything. "Please Faree, don't tell me I had slept with somebody in your bed?" She looked like she was about to burst into tears as she held her hand on her forehead. He really couldn't bring himself to tell her and felt like a coward, but really what was the harm? They used a condom, she couldn't remember anything, and to top it all off he thought it would break her if he told her the truth.</i><br />
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<i>"No, you felt sick so we came in here whilst you threw up and then you wanted to shower, so I told you that you could stay in here for the night. I stopped in the guest room." He moved over and sat on the bed, he felt sick about lying to her especially about this. Her face relaxed almost instantly.</i><br />
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<i>"Oh my god! I'm so relieved! I have never been so drunk that I have forgotten everything." She blushed and looked down. "Um, Imma get dressed and then I'll come help y'all clean up." She said it quietly as he nodded.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"You don't have to help Nic, I'm surprised you ain't throwing up after the amount you drank!" He smiled at her shocked face.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Nigga! I bet you drank just as much!" She laughed as she hit him playfully.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Nah, I did drink a lot. Only difference is I don't forget everything....Just some things!"</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Wait? How would you know if you only forgot some things?" she looked confused.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Well, people always be talkin' about the shit I did at parties but Ion ever remember those things. I remember parts and forget parts." He shrugged as he finished his sentence.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Whatever! Imma get dressed now...So could you please....leave?" He jumped up remembering she was naked. How could he have forgotten such a body.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Oh right! Yeah, see you downstairs in a bit, you want toast?" He asked from the doorway, she gave him a nod before he smiled and shut the door.</i><br />
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End Of Flashback<br />
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How could one of the best nights of his life become forgotten under one, big, sickening lie. He was glad his Mom still wasn't up yet. He knew she would be asking about him and Nicki and trying to pull information out of him. He loved her dearly and she was always there for him but right now he couldn't handle that type of pressure. He was too busy trying to figure out a way he could tell Nicki.<br />
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<i>Flashback: A Couple of Weeks Ago</i><br />
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<i>After another petty row with Nicki, Safaree made his way over to Rex's house he and Candi had also had a bust up. As soon as he entered and they dapped up, the drinks cabinet was opened allowing their troubles to become less of a burden.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"I'm sick of arguing with her, man! Like, I love her to death but sometimes..." He shook his head and exhaled. Safaree nodded in agreement before adding to the conversation.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"I know what you mean! I work damn hard to pay the bills and shit and I know she is thankful and she's busy with Noah and I forget she's still seventeen sometimes...well almost eighteen I guess...anyway, where was I going with this again?" He rubbed his head as Rex let out a hearty chuckle.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Ion what it is at the moment but I feel like...I got all this stuff locked up inside and...Oh shit now I'm sounding like a fuckin' girl!" They both laughed at his comments before Safaree had an idea.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Hey, lets play confession or whatever it's called. You just...confess things, I guess. Y'know, let things off your chest. Clear your conscience." He waved his drink around dramatically and put on a posh accent as he said his piece.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Alright. You go first." Safaree sat and thought for a minute until he came up with something and started snapping his fingers.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><br />
<i>"Kay, kay, I got it. The other day Nic was going on about me bein' a pig and not cleaning up after myself, so I decided to do the laundry and "accidentally" got bleach on her favourite top." He cheesed before pointing at Rex indicating it was his turn. After each confession they would throw back a shot of whiskey. It was now round four and Rex was telling his confession as Safaree listened intently.</i><br />
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<i>"Right, so a while back...Your 18th birthday party I stole the keys outta your pocket and I fucked Karissa Woods...on your fucking bedroom floor!!" He started to cackle. "But wait there's more! After we done, I return the keys and act like nothin' happened only to remember I left the condom in there! I never went back for it!" Being as drunk as he was at this point he couldn't stop laughing at his stupid story. Safaree on the other hand had been skipping his shots, not wanting to go home drunk to Nicki and Noah. Sat almost as sober as a judge he wanted to throttle him there and then but where would that have gotten him. The condom he found wasn't his. That means they hadn't used one and there was a 50% chance that Noah was his son.</i><br />
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End Of Flashback<br />
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He wasn't acting the same around Nicki now that he knew Noah could be his, luckily she thought it was the fact that Drake was always going to be in their lives. It's all he and her had ever wanted, for Noah to be his, but how was he supposed to tell her that they had drunken sex on his 18th birthday only to have him lie about it and keep it a secret for over a year. He was always under the impression that they <i>had </i>used protection so he figured the baby wasn't his when she revealed she was pregnant. His thoughts were confirmed in the hospital when she told him it was Drake. But now, he had to face up to his responsibilities and tell her everything....<br />
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*Ohhhh you have no idea how long that took -___- On top of my uni work XD I fell asleep on my desk doing my Criminology homework and skipped it to do this so if I get asked to leave the tutorial tomorrow it's your fault Barbz! XD Just kidding I did as much as I could. Puttin' my books first ^_^<br />
Well hope you ain't too mad with Safaree for sleeping with a 15 year old Nic AND not telling her drunken ass XD btw some of her actions (Not the Sex!) are based on my behaviour recently O___O I got well and truly hammered the night before my birthday and cannot for the life of me remember anything!! Pretty sure my drink was spiked >_> I also woke up on the day of my birthday feeling like shit, shaking like crazy and I had a mouthful of blood, it was all over my pillow and sheets. No memories of my night out :((( The moral of my experiences and this chapter is DON'T DRINK TOO MUCH BARBZ!! XD Muuah*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-38355121266564192262012-07-28T10:00:00.000-07:002012-07-28T10:00:02.525-07:00It All Comes Together (Full Chapter)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">*Guys, I am soooooo sorry!! After reading all of your comments and being confused for hours I realised that I had labelled the photo "Noah Lloyd Samuels" This was a MISTAKE I apologise for the confusion!! I meant to name him "Noah Lloyd Graham" that way his middle name is after Safaree and he would have Drake's last name. Sorry :/ Well here is the rest of the chapter, it's boring I know but there is going to be drama coming up in the next 2 chapters....I hope! Well hope it's ok for you all*</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>Nicki walked slowly through the supermarket aisles trying decide what she wanted. She wasn't going to make it a huge thing but she wanted to cook something nice for her friends and family in celebration, after all her baby was only going to turn one once in his life. She looked to the side of her where his head was resting on her shoulder, she knew every mother thought the same thing but Noah was definitely the cutest baby she'd ever seen, she truly was blessed. As she neared the end of the aisle her phone sang out from her purse, quickly trying to get it out so that Noah didn't wake up. It was Safaree.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Hey babe, what's up?" She asked as she continued to search the shelves with her eyes.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Nothin' I'm jus lettin' you know that everythin' over here is sorted..like all the bloons and shit." He made his way back to the kitchen as he talked.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Ohh good!! And by the way, you could act a liddle more...Ion know, excited!" She laughed whilst trying to throw some food packets into her hand basket.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Sorry bae, just got a lot on my mind." He sighed and shut the cupboards waiting for her to answer.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"I know." She paused. "Is it 'bout Drake?" Her voice got softer as she asked him. But there was just silence. "The first sign of trouble, I promise he is gone, but you gotta understand Noah is his son. He should be at his birthday." She wished Safaree was his real dad just as much as he did.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"I know, I know...anyway hurry home. You got a nigga over here goin' hungry!" They both laughed before saying they loved one another and hanging up. After paying she made her way back to the car placing the shopping bags down first as she strapped Noah into his car seat and then loaded all the bags into her car. Noah was a super heavy sleeper so he remained asleep for the whole shopping trip and the ride home. As she pulled up to the driveway she saw Jelani's car parked outside their house. He and Danika had moved back from Florida and into the house Nicki and Safaree were living in, which meant they had to find their own place. Luckily they found one really close by and moved almost as soon as they bought it. As soon as they heard her car both guys came out to help her get the shopping whilst she just focused on getting Noah into his crib so she could start cooking.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>Mama Carol, her father, Caiah, Mama Samuels, Mama Graham, Drake, Candi, Lauren and the Vaks were all coming over for dinner at 6:00pm which gave Nicki four hours to prepare. She wasn't nervous, just stressing about time and maybe a little worried about the atmosphere between Safaree and Drake. Although looking over at him now he seemed pretty relaxed as he was laughing with Jelani about something.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>*** Three hours later ***</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>The food was almost done as Nicki left Danika in charge and went to shower, leaving Safaree to feed Noah.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Here, you go sit down. I'll take care of this." Jelani tried to usher Danika out of the kitchen.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Umm babe, no offense but ain't nobody wanna be eatin' your charred food!" She pushed him away as he held his mouth open in shock.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"I am a damn good cook!" This made Safaree laugh as he continued to spoon feed Noah baby food on his knee making him squawk between mouthfuls. "That liddle man sounds just like his mom!" Jelani added but soon stopped laughing as Nicki emerged from the stairs with her hair neatly done with minimal makeup.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"What's so funny?" she looked between their blank faces before shaking her head. "Forget it, prolly just one of yo' smart ass comments anyhow!" Before anyone could respond there was a knock at the door. Running to open it she was happy to see her Mother stood holding a present with Cai stood by her feet and her father stood behind her.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"You're the first here! Come in, come in." She opened the door wider as they all shuffled into the warm house, Cai hugged Nicki's legs before dashing straight to Safaree and Noah, who was now done eating. Her Mom hugged her tightly and moved on to Jelani, whilst Nicki and her father just stood awkwardly before she went around him and shut the door. They all conversed lightly and laughed amongst one another as Nicki and Danika finished up the food just in time before everybody else arrived at the same time, with an unexpected guest brought along too.</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">Drake was the last to walk through the door behind everyone as he wiped his feet on the mat he turned to look at Nicki, who was still holding the door open for them.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Hey Nic." He smiled warmly as he put his arm around the girl next to him. Nicki just nodded her head at them both and smiled. "Oh yeah, this is Caitlin my girlfriend, and this here is Nicki." Caitlin held her hand out for Nicki to shake, for a moment Drake wasn't sure she was going to return the gesture but she did.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Well, it's nice to meet you. Anyway come in, we're about to eat." She shut the door behind them. "Oh and Drake, Noah's in the lounge room with Faree." He and Caitlin headed towards the lounge room as Nicki made her way back to the kitchen, bumping into Danika as she got there.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Woaah Nic! You trynna make me spill this shit?" She pointed at the glass in her hand filled with her Dad's favourite alcoholic drink. She pulled a face at the glass and moved over to the oven, pulling out the food tray.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"He brought a hoe with him. Can you believe that?" She continued doing what she was doing as she said it.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"His girlfriend?" She asked quizzically before setting the drink down and moving over to Nicki.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Yeah. Caitlin. She looks like a fuckin' model!" She threw the tray down quite roughly before pulling enough plates out for everybody.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Um Nic, this might not be my place but what's the problem? Drake is your <i>ex </i>and your baby daddy. Nothing more, nothing less. You better calm yourself before you go back in there. Jus' sayin'." That was all she said, she left the room before Nicki could even reply. She was right though. Why was she acting jealously. Shaking her head she made her way back out to the table, with a little help from Safaree they were all set up and ready to eat.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">Drake was still cradling a sleeping Noah as he and Caitlin sat comfortably on the couch. Everyone was done eating and were now sat relaxing in the lounge. Mama Carol had put Cai down to sleep in Nicki and Safaree's bed as he fell asleep just before 10pm. Noah should really have been in his crib hours ago too but Nicki wanted for Drake to see him on his birthday. She was watching them intently, not realising that somebody was doing the same to her.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Imma go sort some more drinks out, give me a hand Nic?" Safaree looked at her as she broke her gaze away from Noah and Drake.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Oh, yeah. Sure." Following behind him they both stood silently in the kitchen after he closed the door.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"What's up with you?" He moved closer to her but she looked down.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Nothing babe, I'm just tired. I didn't expect everyone to stay this late and Noah should have been in bed ages ago." She pouted and tiptoed to peck him on the lips, he returned the kiss and took her bottom lip into his mouth turning it into more than a kiss as his hands went straight to her waist before she pulled away with a moan. "Later, now lets get these drinks." She grinned at his sad face and tapped him on the butt, moving around him to get glasses out of the cupboard.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">Noah was now being rocked gently in Mama Graham's arms. Nicki always thought she looked super cute holding him and she was going to feel so bad taking him off her but she was getting really bothered by the fact tat it was now almost 11pm and he was still not in his crib. It had taken her and Safaree weeks to get him into a good routine.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"I think I'm gonna get the birthday boy off to bed now." She smiled sweetly as Mama Graham handed him to her, he didn't stir so Nicki was relieved.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Well, Nika I think we're gon' head off now." Mama Carol spoke as she emerged from Nicki and Safaree's room with a tired looking Cai being carried on her hip. He rubbed his eyes sleepily as Nicki kissed him and her mother on their foreheads, letting them say their goodbyes to Noah too. The little dinner had been a success, no dramas had occurred, Drake and Safaree were civil with one another and Candi and Lauren had managed to keep the rude remarks about Drake to themselves. Although she still got upset when she thought about what he did to her she knew that it was the drink and whatever the hell he was taking or smoking that made him do it. He was the father of her baby and she didn't want Noah being raised hearing awful things being said about him. It wasn't fair. Looking around she realised the only two left were Drake and Caitlin. Before she could divert her eyes from an approaching Drake he stroked his finger under Noah's chin and smiled at him before turning his gaze to Nicki.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Nic, can I talk to you for a second?" He looked at her hopefully as Caitlin walked over and stood patiently by his side.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Sure, I'll just go put Noah in his cr-" She was cut off as Safaree took him gently out of her arms.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Here, I'll take him." She smiled lovingly at him as he disappeared into Noah's room shutting the door quietly behind him.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"So, what did you wanna ask Drake?" She kept looking between him and Caitlin, who annoyingly was still stood there.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"I was just wondering, y'know, because Noah is a year old now, we could sort out some sort of timetable or arrangement that includes him staying over at our place on certain nights?" He awaited nervously for an answer. "...but only if that's ok with you?" She saw Caitlin nudge him after he added that and just glared at her. Honestly though she was lost for words, she didn't even like Noah stopping over at Jelani's for the night and he was her brother living only 10 minutes away.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Look, Drake you know that I love for Noah to spend time with you but I really don't think that's such a good idea." She was playing with her hands nervously as she spoke. "I mean for a start, he's never been away from me and you've never looked after him overnight before." Shortly after he was born he had complications with his heart again, which needed surgery to be corrected. They we warned afterwards that the effects could be everlasting and he would always need routine checkups. Luckily he had stayed fine ever since the operation. Drake sighed and just looked at her but she was too busy looking at Caitlin who was rolling her eyes at Nicki's answer. "You got somethin' to say?" She rolled her neck and crossed her arms as she said it.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"You be actin' like he's just your child! Drake is his <i>father </i>you can't deny him the right to spend time with him!" She took a step closer to Nicki. "S'all I have to say. Thanks for the dinner." She turned to Drake leaving Nicki stood in shock. "I'll be waiting in the car babe." And with that she left.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Seriously? Thas your girl?" She shook her head and stormed into the kitchen trying to carry all the glasses, cups and rubbish with her.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Look I know what you're thinkin'! That she's just some hoe I picked up a few days ago, well she's <i>not</i>. I been seein' her for about five months now and sh-" He couldn't continue as she whipped her head around quickly.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Wait, what?! You mean to tell me that you had her all this time actin' like the stand in mommy whilst Noah's with you, and you didn't even <i>think </i>to let me know?!" She threw her hands up and let them drop to her side. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Y'know what? I can't be dealin' with you when you're like this...I'll, I'll just call you tomorrow." He threw his hand down and shook his head walking out swiftly leaving her stood there.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">After cleaning up and showering individually, Safaree and Nicki were laying in bed together in silence until Safaree spoke.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"What did Drake want?" He sniffed and turned his body to face her as she sighed and carried on playing with her pink polished fingernails.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"He wants more time with Noah, like, sleeping at "their" house and all that." She put air quotes around "their" when she said it and rolled her eyes. She was about to turn over when Safaree ripping the covers off of them both made her jump. "Faree, what the fuck?!" He didn't answer as he scrambled around looking for some clothes to put on. "Safaree? Answer me! What are you doing?!"</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"What <i>am</i> I doing? I'll tell you what I'm NOT doing! I'm not 'bout to lie in bed with you dribbling on about these two! I saw you watching them all night! I saw you givin' her dirty looks and what hurts the most Onika, is how I saw the way you looked at <i>him </i>and Noah!" He was now yelling and after finally dressing he stormed over to the bedroom door only to be stopped by a crying Nicki.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Faree, please? Don't go?" She put her hands on his chest only to have him gently remove them.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"I'll be back later." He moved her to the side and grabbed his keys going past the hallway table.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Fine! Fuck off then, in fact don't even come home tonight!" She didn't mean any of that and she knew it just as much as he did. She was merely trying to get a reaction out of him. He just stood still as the words bounced off of him, opening the door and slamming out behind him. She slid down the door frame as the tears started to fall more readily, and it must have been the door slamming but soon enough she heard Noah crying loudly from his room. As she scooped him up and tried to soothe him she went and sat in the rocking chair by the window, holding him as close as she could. She knew that babies could sense weird things so she guessed he could feel that she was upset because there was just no calming him. Three long hours later he was finally asleep again. She felt emotionally and physically exhausted mostly from crying for so long, pulling her phone out she decided to text him.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><b>Thanks for waking our baby up. Ur such an ass.</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><b><br /></b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">She climbed back into bed and smoothed his pillow out as her phone buzzed letting her know that she had received a text.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><b>He's not my kid though, is he?</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><b><br /></b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">She had to read the message four times before she actually realised that she had read it right the first time. she couldn't believe he really just said that, she knew he wasn't actually asking but merely making a point that he wasn't Noah's dad and that was it for the night, she cried for what felt like forever. She had't even slept when she heard Noah stirring on the baby monitor, looking at her alarm clock it was only 6am...</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">*Kay, so I don't like this and I PROMISE I will try and think up some better stuff but if I can't then I'm prolly just going to abondon this fic until I have better ideas. Also I will explain the name choice of Caitlin, only for the benefit of myself XD My actual friend Caitlin was being a super hoe to me not too long ago and she's the only one who knows about me writing these blogs so I told her I would write her into my stories as a bitch and ta-daaah, there you have it, Bitchy Caitlin >:P Again sorry for the name confusion :/ I repeat his name is actually "Noah Lloyd Graham" XD Thanks for the comments on the previous chapters, really appreciate them!! Muuah*</span></span>CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-74702568723370409662012-07-17T07:30:00.001-07:002012-07-17T07:37:51.030-07:00*Sneak Peek* It All Comes Together*Alllriiighty guys just a liddle announcement, all of my posts from now on are possibly going to happen less often <b>or</b> be<b> </b>shorter than usual :(( I have problems with my hip and knee joints, especially in cold weather like now and it's bad for me to be sat like this for too long, it gets really painful but I have started on these new pills so hopefully they help, but I have to take like nine a day...NINE!! And they are mad big! But anyhow hopefully they actually help and I can get back to typing more ^___^ Well enjoy a sneak peek for the first chapter!*<br />
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Nicki walked slowly through the supermarket aisles trying decide what she wanted. She wasn't going to make it a huge thing but she wanted to cook something nice for her friends and family in celebration, after all her baby was only going to turn one once in his life. She looked to the side of her where his head was resting on her shoulder, she knew every mother thought the same thing but Noah was definitely the cutest baby she'd ever seen, she truly was blessed. As she neared the end of the aisle her phone sang out from her purse, quickly trying to get it out so that Noah didn't wake up. It was Safaree.<br />
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"Hey babe, what's up?" She asked as she continued to search the shelves with her eyes.<br />
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"Nothin' I'm jus lettin' you know that everythin' over here is sorted..like all the bloons and shit." He made his way back to the kitchen as he talked.<br />
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"Ohh good!! And by the way, you could act a liddle more...Ion know, excited!" She laughed whilst trying to throw some food packets into her hand basket.<br />
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"Sorry bae, just got a lot on my mind." He sighed and shut the cupboards waiting for her to answer.<br />
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"I know." She paused. "Is it 'bout Drake?" Her voice got softer as she asked him. But there was just silence. "The first sign of trouble, I promise he is gone, but you gotta understand Noah is his son. He should be at his birthday." She wished Safaree was his real dad just as much as he did.<br />
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"I know, I know...anyway hurry home. You got a nigga over here goin' hungry!" They both laughed before saying they loved one another and hanging up. After paying she made her way back to the car placing the shopping bags down first as she strapped Noah into his car seat and then loaded all the bags into her car. Noah was a super heavy sleeper so he remained asleep for the whole shopping trip and the ride home. As she pulled up to the driveway she saw Jelani's car parked outside their house. He and Danika had moved back from Florida and into the house Nicki and Safaree were living in, which meant they had to find their own place. Luckily they found one really close by and moved almost as soon as they bought it. As soon as they heard her car both guys came out to help her get the shopping whilst she just focused on getting Noah into his crib so she could start cooking.<br />
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Mama Carol, her father, Caiah, Mama Samuels, Mama Graham, Drake, Candi, Lauren and the Vaks were all coming over for dinner at 6:00pm which gave Nicki four hours to prepare. She wasn't nervous, just stressing about time and maybe a little worried about the atmosphere between Safaree and Drake. Although looking over at him now he seemed pretty relaxed as he was laughing with Jelani about something.<br />
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*** Three hours later ***<br />
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The food was almost done as Nicki left Danika in charge and went to shower, leaving Safaree to feed Noah.<br />
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"Here, you go sit down. I'll take care of this." Jelani tried to usher Danika out of the kitchen.<br />
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"Umm babe, no offense but ain't nobody wanna be eatin' your charred food!" She pushed him away as he held his mouth open in shock.<br />
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"I am a damn good cook!" This made Safaree laugh as he continued to spoon feed Noah baby food on his knee making him squawk between mouthfuls. "That liddle man sounds just like his mom!" Jelani added but soon stopped laughing as Nicki emerged from the stairs with her hair neatly done with minimal makeup.<br />
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"What's so funny?" she looked between their blank faces before shaking her head. "Forget it, prolly just one of yo' smart ass comments anyhow!" Before anyone could respond there was a knock at the door. Running to open it she was happy to see her Mother stood holding a present with Cai stood by her feet and her father stood behind her.<br />
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"You're the first here! Come in, come in." She opened the door wider as they all shuffled into the warm house, Cai hugged Nicki's legs before dashing straight to Safaree and Noah, who was now done eating. Her Mom hugged her tightly and moved on to Jelani, whilst Nicki and her father just stood awkwardly before she went around him and shut the door. They all conversed lightly and laughed amongst one another as Nicki and Danika finished up the food just in time before everybody else arrived at the same time, with an unexpected guest brought along too...<br />
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*I'm sorry it's only a sneak peek, hopefully I come up with some more ideas before thursday haha well I hope it was okay :/ Also I will do more flashbacks in these chapters so y'all are caught up with what happened in the year you missed ^_^ *<br />
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<br />CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-48066107462489959732012-07-15T08:50:00.001-07:002012-07-15T08:51:00.155-07:00You're Never Alone - Part Two (Full Chapter)*Sooo it's the last chapter of part one of this story *wipes tear away* Haha welll hope you enjoy!! Muuah*<br />
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They all looked at the door as Klara shuffled in with her bag of equipment, Drake jumped up to help her as she dropped her purse on the floor and couldn't shut the door Safaree remained by Nicki's side holding her hand.<br />
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"So Nicki, your little boy's decided to make an early appearance huh?" She said trying to lighten the mood as she moved the coffee table out of her way and sat on the floor but Nicki just looked at Safaree with fear in her eyes. "It's ok, I'm here now." She added, noticing the frightened look on Nicki's face. "Kay, firstly Imma need you gentlemen to get me a few towels, some water and maybe some pillows too?" She got straight down to business, clasping her hands together looking at the two guys expectantly. "Well? Come on, we have a baby on the way y'know?" Safaree and Drake shot up without thinking, going in separate directions to gather the things she needed. Klara pulled Nicki's knees up carefully.<br />
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"I'm just going to check how dilated you are, okay?" She asked quietly and sweetly not wanting to alarm her. Nicki just nodded and opened her legs more as Klara slipped some sterilised gloves on.<br />
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"Mkaay, that's not goin' to sit well." she muttered as she checked over Nicki. "You're only six centimetres dilated, you have to be ten before you can start pushing." She held her eyes wide open as she looked at Nicki. "So that means you're going to have to be brave and strong, just like I know you are, and last through these contractions okay?" Nicki had teared up again.<br />
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"What if I c-can't do it?" She wiped furiously at the tears that just kept falling.<br />
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"<i>I </i>believe you can do it. You're a little fighter!" She smiled and patted her knee, causing Nicki to smile weakly back at her. As if on cue Safaree and Drake returned with all of the required items and resumed their original places. "Now before we get any further, are you happy to have the two gentlemen in the room for the birth or am I to kick them out?" She looked at Nicki waiting for an answer.<br />
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"No, they can stay." She said through gritted teeth as another contraction rippled through her. "Ugghh! How much....longer.....do I have to stay like this?!" She half yelled gripping Safaree's hand tightly.<br />
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"Just breathe, okay? You're gonna want to push but you <i>musn't </i>do that unless I say it's okay, you understand?" Klara asked again as she checked to see how dilated she was. Nicki just huffed and nodded as the pain subsided again, the contractions were getting closer together and even more painful. "Alright, you're almost at eight centimetres now." Drake watched jealously as Safaree pressed his forehead against Nicki's temple, with her turning so that her forehead was against his and he kissed her lightly.<br />
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"You can do this babe, I know you can." He squeezed her hand and she gratefully squeezed back.<br />
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"Please can I have drink?" She had been oblivious to her incredible thirst, forgetting that the house was super heated to her liking. Although she wasn't liking it that much right now, she felt sweaty and gross.<br />
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Before anyone could act on her request she lunged forward and let out a cry of pain as yet another contraction ripped through her, without thinking she went to grab something on the other side of her and found herself crushing Drake's hand in her grasp. In her head it was his punishment, seeing his face wrinkled in pain made her feel a little better. She tried to get back up on to her knees but both guys stopped her.<br />
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"No, Nic you have to sit still bae." Safaree tried to move her to a sitting position but Klara stopped him.<br />
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"Just let her get to where she wants to be, she'll find a position that suits her." She was slightly intrigued usually most women found it more comfortable to be in the position was already in. They all watched as she got on to her knees and rested her hands on Klara's shoulders like she was with the coffee table. "Okay, Safaree you come swap places with me and I'll move behind her, that way I have better access." As soon as they switched Nicki felt far more comfortable, looking Safaree dead in the eye, still bent over slightly as she grasped on to his shoulders and moved her hands up the back of his neck as she swayed trying to ease the pain. Drake was getting angrier by the minute watching them together, but soon sorted himself out when he saw Klara looking at him sternly. "Alright Nicki, you're almost there. Just focus on breathing, kay hun?" She said as she checked her dilation again.<br />
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"You hear that Nic?" Safaree whispered as he looked at her worried face. "Just concentrate on breathing." He rested his hands on top of hers which had moved back to his shoulders as she continued rocking on her knees.<br />
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"I'm scared faree, really scared." She managed to whisper before looking down and grimacing as the next contraction came, she was really fighting the urge to push this time. But she couldn't stop herself as she let out a long groan and let her head hang down, resting it in the crook of Safaree's neck.<br />
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"Onika, don't you dare push!" Klara had to keep in my mind that Nicki was just sixteen, and <i>only </i>just turned sixteen at that. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell. It's just we don't want any tearing." She said apologetically. She soon started speaking again with a shocked voice. "Oh! Okay you're ten centimetres now so with the next contraction I want you to push, yeah?" But before she could answer Klara was tapping the inside of her leg, asking her to spread her legs more. Nicki couldn't believe this was it, she was about to have her baby boy. As she moved her legs as far apart as they would go she heard Safaree whispering to her.<br />
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"I'm so proud of you. You're so brave." He kissed her lightly on the lips, lingering for a while. "Now, you ready to see your baby?" He smiled at her as he pulled away from the kiss, he <i>hated </i>seeing her in this kind of pain especially when he knew he couldn't do anything about it.<br />
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"Our baby." She whispered back tearfully as she prepared herself for what was to come, wincing as the pain took over yet again.<br />
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"Okay Nicki, dear, I want you start pushing for me now." Klara was positioned behind a bent over Nicki who was still leaning on Safaree. She heard Klara's request and did as she was asked. "That's it, well done. Keep going.....seven, eight, nine, ten. Breathe." Nicki cried out as she finished pushing. It was the most intense pain she had ever felt, and she was getting more distressed knowing that she still had a long time to go.<br />
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"Uhh, Faree it hurts so fucking much! I can't! I can't do it!" She panted as she tried to regain her composure.<br />
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"Shhh, you're okay, you heard what Klara said. You're doing great, you hear me?" He kept running his hands up and down her arms trying to comfort her, which strangely worked. Klara looked at him gratefully. The last thing she needed was for Nicki to get worked up and panicky.<br />
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"Your baby's crowning, so I can see the top of his head! A head full of hair just like his mommy!" Klara grinned looking at Safaree who passed the comment on to Nicki, she was only tuned in to whatever he said. It was like she had blocked out everything else in the room. She tried to wipe her flushed face but Safaree grabbed a towel and did it for her.<br />
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"You mean <i>our </i>baby?" Drake butted in with a mad look on his face.<br />
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"Yes, of course that's what I meant." Klara glared at him, she didn't want to start trouble but she had heard about what he did to Nicki because Safaree had called her to ask her about her breathing a while ago. He didn't want Nicki to know that he had told her so she kept quiet and turned her concentration back to Nicki, who was now breathing quickly as another contraction came. Klara started to get more concerned as this went on for another fifteen minutes. They weren't getting anywhere, but before she could say anything Nicki screamed out causing all three of the bystanders to look at her nervously. Klara lifted the bottom of Nicki's baggy t-shirt to see the baby emerging some more. She guessed Nicki could feel the shoulders coming through, hence her screaming so she held her hands under Nicki ready. "Keep going! You're almost there, just one more push Nicki." She sounded more like she was pleading with her than coaching her. Out of nowhere she had a surge of energy and pushed with all her might, letting out a dull moan into Safaree's neck as she felt Klara supporting the baby's head and gently tug his little legs out. His loud screams filled the room as Klara wiped his face down and Nicki breathed heavily, looking at Safaree as the tears rolled down her face. He could see the relief on her face as she panted, still trying to get her breath back. Klara handed the baby to Nicki through her still parted legs. She looked down to see her baby for the first time and as soon as she lowered herself to sit and took him in her arms he immediately stopped crying. She couldn't stop looking at him, he was so tiny especially as he was six weeks early. Safaree was in awe too, but Drake couldn't even see.<br />
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"Well done Onika! Who wants to cut the cord?" Nicki payed no attention, she was too busy admiring her baby boy. But Safaree and Drake just stared at one another, klara regretted asking. However, with Safaree being the bigger man he just nodded at Drake who in returned smiled faintly as a thank you. Nicki had looked up to see the exchange of gestures and kissed Safaree passionately before mouthing "Thank you" to him.<br />
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Nicki had been cleaned up, showered and was now laying comfortably in her bed with Safaree sat on the other side next to her cradling Noah. She just watched them admiringly as she fought to keep her eyes open. It was almost 3:00am and after six hours of hell all she wanted to do was sleep. Klara cancelled the ambulance, which was taking it's sweet ass time anyways, and stayed with them to keep an eye on Nicki and Noah as well as helping her to breastfeed him whilst the guys called the relatives. Drake left after holding Noah for the first time, realising what a dick he had been. But what happened on this night wouldn't be forgotten. There was no way he just going to roll over an let Safaree take his place. He was going to do whatever it took to get her back, and Noah too. At about 4:00am Klara headed off too, after congratulating Nicki and hugging her what felt like a million times. Then it was just Nicki, Safaree and Noah. She held him once more and placed him gently into his little blue moses basket next to her bed before snuggling up to Safaree and started to drift off to sleep as he held her tightly.<br />
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"I love you Onika." He rested his head on hers.<br />
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"Love you too Faree." She replied sleepily as she lay with her head on his chest.<br />
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Noah Lloyd Samuels: (I know it isn't a <i>great </i>picture but it's the best I could find!)<br />
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*BOOM the end!! I feel so good that the first part of the story is finished!! ^____^ *sighs* *Nicki's cinematic voice* now for part two!! Haha sorry it dragged on <i>forever </i>I really didn't intend for it to be this long! Haha can you imagine if I just did another chapter where Nicki woke up and it was all a dream XD I can just picture your liddle faces like this -___- Anyway, now to answer your question @SoftLykeButta: Yes I am a UK Barb ^__^ But I moved to Australia when I was 13, I'm 19 now so that's like 5 years, it'll be 6 years this year :'( And @Jamaicaz_Barbie Thanks so much for wishing me luck with school! I just found out that I managed to pass all of my university exams too, one was a Distinction! *happy dances* Also as you can all see, NOAH was the name that I pulled out of the hat so that one won :)) Right, hopefully I'll be posting again tomorrow or wednesday. I'll still be posting on this blog but it will just be a year on from now. Hope it was ok for you all, please excuse any mistakes it's 1:10am here and ignore any lack of medical or baby knowledge!! haha Thanks for all of the comments left on the previous chapter too! I love reading them and they motivate me so it's all down to you!! Right I'll stop blabbering now. Nighty Night Barbz!*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-59575755539217705662012-07-13T07:45:00.000-07:002012-07-13T07:50:57.104-07:00You're Never Alone - Part One (Full Chapter)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>He stood at the door not knowing whether to knock or just turn away. Dropping his hand down letting the bouquet of flowers brush against his leg, he sighed and ran his hand over his face and moved slowly towards the door knocking hesitantly. He knew that now there was no turning back, unless nobody was home. There was silence so he figured his last guess was right and was angry that plucking up the courage to do all of this was pointless, just as he was about to walk away he heard somebody calling out from inside the house. It sounded like Nicki.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Ayo, Nic? You in there?" He knocked again, only louder and shouting too. There was no reply though.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Musta been next door." He murmured to himself as he made his way back to his car. Just as he was about to get in he heard a faint smashing sound, which he knew definitely came from the direction of her house. Dropping the flowers he approached the door again.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><i>"Nicki? Please, I just wanna talk?" He was now sounding desperate, he tried the handle and to his shock it opened. However, nothing could have prepared him for what he was about to see.</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">He ran over to her, forgetting that he was probably the last person she wanted to see.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Shit Nicki! What's happened? Where's SB?" He was panicking a bit as she was still on her knees leaning on the coffee table. She'd knocked her glass on to the floor so he figured that's what the smashing was. He looked over Nicki, she wasn't answering him and instead she was trying to control her breathing before letting out a cry of pain as she doubled over again grasping at her stomach.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Ugghh Drake..why the fuck are you here?!" She spat angrily. She may have been in tremendous pain but that didn't change the way she felt about him and what he did to her.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Look, I just came to talk to you. But right now I don't think that's important!" He knelt down to her level and attempted to help her up but she just slapped his hand away.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"The fuck?! Don't fuckin' act like you care all of a sudden!" She laughed dryly, letting out small deep breaths as the pain subsided slowly. She was still panting slightly, she knew what was happening but kept denying it in her mind. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Onika, I am <i>truly </i>sorry for what I did that night! I'm not askin' for you to take me back or whatever, I just need you to know that I'm sorry. And you know that wasn't me, Aubrey. It was the alcohol." He snapped out of his sad thoughts when he saw tears streaming down her face, she still refused to look at him. "Nicki? Oh fuck this shit, Imma call an ambulance. Where's the phone at in this place?" He looked around but her small, shaky voice soon answered his question.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"It's broken...my cell died...you have one on you?" She asked between deep breaths as she felt the same pain coming back, only this time more intense. Drake's face dropped as he patted all of his pockets realising his cellphone was at home, a fifteen minute drive away. He started to panic even more when Nicki screwed up her face as she let out a series of painful groans.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Shit, it's back home...where's yo' charger I'll just make the call when it's plugged in...and how long have you been like this?" He was becoming more concerned as he again bent down to her level. But she couldn't answer him.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Mmmmmmm." She now had her head tucked with her chin almost to her chest, and just continued making monotonous humming sounds between short, shallow breaths. It felt like an eternity to Drake but in reality she was only like that for about fifty seconds. "It's in my room....on the desk." She answered breathlessly before gaining the air to finish what she was saying. "And I've been...like this since Faree left at about...seven." She relaxed some more as the pain had gone. Drake looked at the clock on the wall which told him it was now ten thirty. She had been like this alone for almost four hours. He ran to get her charger, making the phone call for an ambulance as soon as it had enough battery power. "Call Faree as well, I need him here now..." She started crying again. Truthfully she was petrified but at the same time she was angry that Drake would just march in here like nothing happened. She was grateful though, if it wasn't for him...she didn't even want to imagine what would be happening right now.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Why didn't you call an ambulance earlier?" He questioned as he moved quickly back over to her. A question he would wish he never asked.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Excuse ME?! I can't even fucking move right now! I feel like I'm <i>dying!" </i>she snapped quite loudly as the tears rolled down her face. "...I'm in fucking labour Drake." She paused, breathing heavily whilst Drake stood in shock, he was brought back by her yelling. "And why the fuck aren't you on the phone with Faree right now?!" She braced herself for the oncoming pain as she winced and started to moan again, swaying back and forth on her knees. Drake could tell something was happening as her breath quickened before each time she did it.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"I texted him, he's on his way and the ambulance said about twenny to thirty minutes before they get here-" Before he could continue a frantic Safaree burst through the door, surprisingly he blocked Drake out and went straight to Nicki.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Oh god, Faree you're here-" He cut her off as she recovered from the last contraction. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"I'm sorry baby, I <i>knew </i>I shoulda stayed home tonight!" He was frustrated with himself, if only he had stayed home Nicki would already be in the hospital now. She couldn't answer so she squeezed his hand reassuringly. Drake was still stuck on the word Safaree called her, 'baby'.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"I was gon' take her to the hospital in my car but she said she can't move." Drake interjected, Safaree was itching to beat him right there, right now but he was glad he was with them. How else would he have known to come home early.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"S'fine, besides I don't think we'd make it, the roads are mad busy and it's freezing...probably isn't good for a baby to be born out in that." He motioned to the rain hammering down on the lounge room window pane. They were both interrupted by Nicki.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Oh god no, no, no!" Her voice got higher pitched with each 'no' being said. She was looking down at the area between her legs, and there staining the floor was a puddle of fluid. "My waters broke.." After all their nights of reading on the internet Safaree knew that after the waters are released, it's the real thing. Nicki was about to give birth in their lounge room. Thinking quickly he whipped his phone out and called Klara as he rubbed Nicki's back soothingly, he had Klara on speed dial ever since their first visit to the hospital. None of them could think straight, hence their inability to act effectively on what was happening. Klara answered cheerfully but soon turned serious as Safaree explained what was going on. They couldn't believe the ambulance still hadn't arrived, Klara however was only minutes away as she had just finished a house visit with some new parents.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Nic, klara's on her way now but she said we have to make sure you're comfortable." He pulled her back gently as he talked to her making her sit down with her back resting on the foot of the couch. "...and we'll have to take these off, kay?" He tugged at her underwear, looking at her as if asking permission before he completely removed them. She just nodded solemnly, she was glad about wearing an overly baggy t-shirt now, she didn't want to be completely exposed. She felt so vulnerable just sat on the floor with no underwear on, they were soon distracted as they heard the door opening.....</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: Cantarell; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">*I'm really sorry guys, I <i>really</i> don't like this but I had to post it cause I wanna go to sleep! I'm still sick and tired so y'all can just have this and LIKE IT! :((( Alsooo I have never had a kid before nor have I ever seen one being delivered so I have no CLUE what I am chatting about!! XD Just pretend I'm right! ^_^ Thanks for all of the comments left on the sneak peek!! Laughing @SoftLykeButta being super dramatic saying it was gonna take foreverrrrrrrrrr XD one last thing..I'm going back to university next week :''''( so I will alternate weekly between updates for Here I Am and Forever Young so you'll only get a chapter for an <b>individual </b>blog every 2 weeks, you know what I mean?? :(( Oh and thanks to the reader who said get better too me!! Hopefully I recover soon haha, well I <i>hope </i>you enjoy :/ sorry for any mistakes, it's like really late here... Muuah*</span></span>CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-3764950713626510152012-07-12T08:14:00.001-07:002012-07-12T08:19:32.553-07:00*Sneak Peek* You're Never Alone - Part One*This is a <i>really, really, really </i>short sneak peek guys but it's late here and I have work in the morning sooo I apologise! Hope you like!*<br />
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He stood at the door not knowing whether to knock or just turn away. Dropping his hand down letting the bouquet of flowers brush against his leg, he sighed and ran his hand over his face and moved slowly towards the door knocking hesitantly. He knew that now there was no turning back, unless nobody was home. There was silence so he figured his last guess was right and was angry that plucking up the courage to do all of this was pointless, just as he was about to walk away he heard somebody calling out from inside the house. It sounded like Nicki.<br />
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"Ayo, Nic? You in there?" He knocked again, only louder and shouting too. There was no reply though.<br />
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"Musta been next door." He murmured to himself as he made his way back to his car. Just as he was about to get in he heard a faint smashing sound, which he knew definitely came from the direction of her house. Dropping the flowers he approached the door again.<br />
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"Nicki? Please, I just wanna talk?" He was now sounding desperate, he tried the handle and to his shock it opened. However, nothing could have prepared him for what he was about to see.<br />
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*Boom! I WILL post the rest of part one tomorrow I PROMISE!! Also I am super sick *glares at Nicki* so just think about me sniffling and coughing whilst I write for you all! XD I'm kidding! Goodnight Barbz *kisses your foreheads*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-55340425706331022232012-07-12T07:30:00.000-07:002012-07-12T07:31:55.765-07:00*NOTE*Kay, so thank you to all who commented and left baby boy names ^_^ I wrote them all down on separate pieces of paper, folded them and put them in a hat and then chose one cause I have NO LIFE haha but I'm not gonna tell you which one was chosen UNTIL Nicki has him. I believe the choice was out of Carter, Nathan, Noah and Aidan and then somebody smartly recommended a middle name too, thanks! Y'all will just have to wait and see, seeing as I have no idea when the next post will be *shrugs* NIGHT BARBZ :* MuuahCarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-5123205027182691122012-07-11T06:32:00.002-07:002012-07-11T06:32:41.102-07:00Closer StillJelani jogged swiftly up to the front door. He was sure nobody else was home, he had been watching the house for a good hour and a half. Like a predator stalking it's prey. Before Drake had chance to close the door, Jelani shoved his foot in it to stop it from shutting.<br />
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"Dude, what the fuck?!" Drake argued as he tried to shove the stranger back out. But he was no match for this guy. Safaree admittedly was a struggle, but Jelani was something else. He felt helpless as he was rammed back into his own house and pinned against the wall with intense force.<br />
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"I hear you been messin' with my baby sister! Then I hear you fuckin' laid your hands on her, that right boy?!" He sounded crazed but calm and as he was only inches away from Drake's face it kind of freaked him out a little bit.<br />
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"What the fuck are you talkin' 'bout? Damn crazy ass nigga!!" He knew he probably shouldn't have answered back like that. Not to mention acting like he didn't know who Jelani was talking about. He tightened his grip around Drake's shirt and shoved him harder into the wall, the veins in his neck looked as though they were about to pop out and his eyes had a deranged look in them.<br />
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"I'm not 'bout to stand here and listen to yo' lame ass excuses! But if you go <i>anywhere </i>near her again..." He sucked air through his teeth before gritting them and talking again. "...You won't live to see another day! Got it?!" Drake was hesitant to nod but the force behind Jelani's grip on him increased causing him to nod ferociously. He let go of him an watched him fall into a heap on the floor gasping for breath. "You pathetic piece of shit!" He shook his head as stepped over him and left as if nothing had happened.<br />
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***<br />
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Danika was stood looking out of the front window. It was almost dark. "Where the hell are you Lani?" She whispered to herself as she felt someone stood next to her.<br />
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"He'll be here soon, don't you start worrying too! Onika's sat bouncing her knee waiting on him!" Mama Carol laughed as she put her arm around her. "Thank you for doing all of this for her, we all really appreciate it." Danika smiled at her.<br />
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"It's really no problem! I love doing stuff like this! Besides I'm really happy for Nic, she's gon' be a great Mom." She nodded her head in Nicki's direction, she was sat with everyone in the lounge room playing with Caiah. Mama Carol sighed, she still couldn't believe her baby was about to have her own baby.<br />
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"I know she is. Now come on let's go check on this food of yours! It smells delicious." They both disappeared back into the kitchen.<br />
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Nicki looked around for minute, she couldn't see Safaree anywhere and guessed he must be in the bathroom so she went and checked. Nothing. After searching almost everywhere she finally found him in his room on his laptop, he hadn't heard her come in or close the door quietly. Tiptoeing over to him, she put her hand on his shoulder making him jump.<br />
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"Nic, shit you scared the fuckin' crap outta me!" He held his hand on his chest as he tried to regain his breath.<br />
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"Aw, I'm sorry." She said as she pouted and squished on to the bed next to him. "What are you doin' in here anyway? Don't you wanna be out there?"<br />
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"No, I was just...looking up on some stuff, thas all." He shut his laptop and turned to face her.<br />
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"What kinda stuff Faree?" She tilted her head, which he found adorable.<br />
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"Kay, I'll tell your nosy ass...but promise not to laugh?" He looked at her sternly, whilst she tried to look serious and nod her head. "Well, I was lookin' up info about nestin' and shit." He tried to play off his answer by shrugging and acting like it was nothing before talking again. "Y'know it says that sometimes it's a sign that you 'bout to go into labour?" He looked at her, now laying down, and moved so that he was slightly over her.<br />
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"Forreal? So....I could be, like, goin' into labour soon?" She sounded a worried and he didn't want her to start stressing.<br />
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"Ion know....you still got....like three months left.....so don't worry." He said in between kisses as his answer turned into a whisper, he felt her breathing quicken as she lay under him.<br />
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"Mmm, Faree." She moaned quietly into his ear as he started sucking on her neck. Being pregnant had been making her feel super horny as of late so she wasn't about to turn down this proposal. He moved down to her clavicle, then her bare breasts as he unbuttoned her blouse. Nicki's breathing got even harder and quicker as he got lower and lower. She snapped her head up quickly feeling him stop.<br />
"Faree, why'd you stop?" He felt bad as she sounded quite hurt by his actions.<br />
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"I'm sorry...I just can't, it don't feel right while you're, y'know?" He motioned to her bump as she lay her hands on either side of it protectively. "But I'm not against other things..." He trailed off as he leaned over her once again, taking complete control. Their little make out session was interrupted about ten minutes in by Danika knocking on the door.<br />
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"Safaree, you in there? We can't find Nicki, please tell me she's with you?"<br />
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"Yup...we were just...looking up some more baby stuff on the internet, you can come in." They had both fixed themselves up at this point and placed the laptop in front of them to cover their lie. Danika just looked at them both and smiled.<br />
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"Okay, well Lani's home and the food is gon' be ready in, like two minutes and then...." She clapped her hands together and squealed. "Nicki is gon' open all of her presents!" She grinned even more before turning to leave, with one last comment.<br />
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"Oh and Nicki? You might wanna do your blouse up babe, we don't wanna see your baby feedin' tools hangin' out, kay? She winked at a blushing Nicki, who was fumbling around with her buttons, before shutting the door behind her. She looked as Safaree smirking.<br />
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"Oop!" As she said that they both burst out into a fit a giggles until she pulled forward, wincing in pain.<br />
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"Nic? What's wrong?" He sat upright quickly as she just shook her head.<br />
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"Nothing, just felt a little tight, thas all." She smiled as he kissed her forehead and they both made their way back out to sit with the others.<br />
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*** Six Weeks Later ***<br />
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The baby shower was a highlight of Nicki's pregnancy and having everyone there, except her father and Drake, made it all the more special. Jelani and Danika had gone back to Florida and even though Nicki was sad to see them go she knew that had to leave. Everything seemed to be looking up for them now, Klara had done another ultrasound on Nicki at her last appointment and confirmed that the baby's heart beat was getting stronger and more regular now, so Nicki and Safaree were ecstatic. She was a little bit apprehensive though, she was now seven and a half months pregnant and she had an eerie feeling. She just didn't know what about.<br />
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"Faree, can you bring me the painkillers and a glass of water on your way through?" She was laying on the couch after Safaree ordered she have a rest. He had found her at midnight in the kitchen scrubbing out all of the cupboards and placing all of the items back in neatly. The night before that she was folding and re-folding all of the tiny clothes in the baby's room. He wasn't alarmed though, he read that it would be something she might do.<br />
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"Here. Why'd you need it, are you hurting bad?" He asked whilst sliding on to the couch with her.<br />
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"No....well, yeah, my back is just aching like bitch and my head is pounding." she looked at his worried face and shrugged. "Probably because I was on my hands and knees cleaning for too long, and not had enough sleep." She pecked his lips after swallowing the pills. "Imma try and have a sleep now, I wanna be awake when you leave." She wriggled around finally getting comfy on her side, resting on his chest. He had to go to work in two hours, he didn't want to leave her though especially not now he knew she was in pain but he knew he had to, there were bills to pay.<br />
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Strangely Nicki woke as Safaree was about to leave, he saw how peacefully she was sleeping and didn't want to wake her. "Hey, you leavin' without a goodbye?" She pouted as he made his way back over to her and kissed her, for what seemed like ages before moving down to her growing bump and kissed it too.<br />
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"I'll be back at about eleven. Don't open the door for nobody, right?" She just nodded as he acknowledged her and left the house. She was about to drift off again when her phone buzzed, warning her it was low battery. Safaree had urged her to keep it charged as the house phone was broken, so if she needed help her cellphone was the only thing to contact anyone quickly on. Slowly getting up to grab it she felt an intense pain rip through her as she struggled to steady herself on the coffee table.....<br />
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*>___> hahaaa sorry kids! I just had to do it! Thanks soooo much for all of your comments on the previous chapter! That is the most I have EVER received, not counting the times I commented in reply to you guys!! ^___^ I was super happy!! Well hope this was alright for everybody...also if/when you comment please could you tell me your favourite name for a boy....Well, you don't have to but I have no clue what Imma name this little boy :/ So your help would be GREAT! Muuah*CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3065924890221364274.post-42146834281017440582012-07-09T05:36:00.001-07:002012-07-09T05:41:30.987-07:00The Time Is Nearing*Not a very dialogue filled chapter, sorry guys :/ Hope it's ok for you all*<br />
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Nicki and Safaree just lay on the couch completely stuffed after their meal out with Jelani and Danika, who had now gone to see Mama Carol before they went to a hotel for the night.<br />
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"I can't believe how much you ate!" Safaree laughed as he turned to face her. She just pouted at him before getting up and heading to her room, she returned about 5 minutes later in a baggy t-shirt that used to be Safaree's and a pair of pink boy shorts. Nicki<i> hated </i>the cold normally and ever since she got pregnant the hate became so much stronger so the house was constantly heated to keep her happy.<br />
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"Move over we need more space." She placed one hand on her bump and flicked the back of his head making him hiss and immediately start rubbing the area she hurt, he did as she said making enough room for her between his legs. Carefully she climbed into the gap and made herself comfy. "That's better!" She sighed happily in his arms with her back resting on his chest, she knew she should probably just go to bed because she'd fall asleep as soon as she shut her eyes, which is exactly what she did. Safaree wasn't tired yet so he just let her sleep while he watched the TV, Nicki wasn't easily woken so he figured it would be ok. She did keep fidgeting though so he quickly muted it thinking that the noise was disturbing her, when he noticed her brow was furrowed. What he saw next was really strange. As he sat there staring he moved his hand to Nicki's bump and gently rested it there and surely enough he could feel what he was seeing. The baby was moving, he guessed that's why Nicki was squirming around with an uncomfortable look on her face. It felt so weird, no wonder she looked angry in her sleep. He was pulled out of his thoughts by Nicki's hand unconsciously coming down to hold her stomach, he moved out of her way and continued watching TV.<br />
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***<br />
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Nicki woke up at about midnight in her own bed. She looked around trying to remember how she got there when she realised Safaree must have carried her to bed. She felt cold and lonely so she made her way out of her room and gently opened Safaree's door only to see him sleeping wild. She closed the door as quietly as she could behind her and carefully crawled up under the covers and into the tiny little space near his back. She watched him for a while, not in a creepy way...just admiring him as he inhaled and exhaled steadily. She tried to get closer, feeling the cold all of a sudden, finally finding the right place to settle where she drifted back off to sleep in no time.<br />
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The next day Safaree woke up to find the covers completely snatched away from him and bundled around a tiny shape next to him, he could see it rising and falling slowly. Shaking his head he trudged quietly out to the bathroom to proceed with his morning duties. He had a lot planned for today, and it made things a lot easier knowing that Nicki was asleep.<br />
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***<br />
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Again, waking up after midday, Nicki decided that lounging around didn't really suit her so she showered and got dressed before making her way in to the lounge room. After feeding herself a plentiful amount she had the intense urge to clean, she hated cleaning but this was just something that she felt like she <i>had </i>to do. Without questioning her desire she got to work, scrubbing, vacuuming and dusting the whole house from top to bottom until it was absolutely pristine. Heading into the only room left, which would eventually be her baby's, she almost dropped all of the cleaning objects in her hands. She stood with her mouth gaping open, walking in slowly trying to take in all of the surroundings. The whole room had been decorated and furnished. The walls were painted a pastel blue as well as the carpet and a small rug in the centre of the room, which all went well with the little white crib in the corner near a set of drawers. She moved over to the rocking chair, which was sat near the crib, and made herself comfy on it. She was so caught up with the room right at that moment, she didn't even hear the front door open. Safaree and Danika were watching her from the doorway when she looked up at their smiling faces.<br />
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"Guys! When the hell did y'all get time to do this?!" She stood up slowly as she went over to them.<br />
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"Actually, all I did was buy and pick out the clothes..." She looked at Safaree. "He did the rest...anyway, I'll go make us a drink." She smiled and left them to have a moment.<br />
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"Safaree, I don't even know what to say!......Thank you so much, I love it." She reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly on his lips before grabbing his hand and leading him out of the room.<br />
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"Do you like what I did?" She stood proudly next to him as he Danika and looked around in awe at how clean the house was.<br />
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"Onika? Cleaning? Forreal?" She playfully hit him on the arm and made herself comfy on the couch.<br />
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"Aww, Nicki's nesting!" Danika squealed on her way through to the lounge room. Safaree started laughing before looking at them both staring at him. "It really happens y'know?" Danika looked at him seriously. "And it's gon' get a lot worse than just cleaning." She looked back at Nicki who was now giggling at Safaree's confused and worried face.<br />
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"Why d'you gotta make her sound like a bird or somethin'?" He rubbed his head and sat down next to Nicki. Danika just cackled at his question.<br />
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"No, dumbass! That's what it's called! She's preparing the house for the new arrival." She put her hand on Nicki's bump as Nicki just nodded at Safaree, who now looked even more confused.<br />
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".....Anyway, Candi and Lauren are coming over later. Lauren was rambling about having to give you a present for the Bump's six month birthday or somethin' like that." Nicki's eyes widened.<br />
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"Oh yeah! I'm officially six months pregnant today!" She beamed, grabbing both of their hands and pushing them on to her bump. They just laughed at her being all excited.<br />
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"Hey? Where's Lani?" Nicki looked at Danika questioningly. Honestly she didn't really know either.<br />
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"I dunno, he said he had some business to take care of before he came here. But he'll be here later don't worry!.....Your Mom and Caiah are coming too, I'm gon' cook for y'all as like a liddle celebration!" She grinned, Nicki loved how carried away Danika got with things like this. That's why she couldn't wait to go and look at all of the clothes she had picked out for her baby boy. She knew they'd be super cute.<br />
They continued to converse and laugh amongst one another until Candi, Lauren, Mama Carol and Caiah arrived. It was like a casual baby shower. At that moment Nicki couldn't have been any happier.<br />
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***<br />
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Jelani looked at the address once more as he sat in his car outside of the house. He was at the right place, no doubt about it as he saw Drake making his way in through the front door.<br />
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"Found you." He said to himself before opening the car door.....<br />
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*DON'T YELL!! I'm sorry I really did mean to make this a MUCH longer chapter but....I left it too late :/ sorry! Anyway I have a different idea, Imma just keep going until Nic has the baby and then maybe do two chapters after that to explain a name an alladat blah blah blah and THEN I will fast forward a year...or two but I'll decide that when I get closer to actually being there, kay?? Hope this was okay, was a little slow but...yeeaah :/ Muuah and THANKS FOR COMMENTING ALL OF YOU WHO DID!! ^_^ *CarleeBabyyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02299721429744251652noreply@blogger.com9