[Complete] Now & Forever: Drake and Nicki Minaj

Chapter One

Kennedy Onika "Nicki" Maraj.

I laid in my king sized bed alone, while I slowly drowned in my own tears. The pain I felt was beyond unimaginable, something I'd never wish upon my worst enemy. The heartbreak I was experiencing was certainly the worst thing I'd ever experienced. The way it hurt was something I couldn't even put into words, not that I wanted to anyways.

I looked at my phone as the LED light flashed for the millionth time. Eventually, I found enough strength within me to pick it up and see what it was. I typed my four-digit pin into the screen, only to be flooded with more vibrations from messages. I knew a lot of people were reaching out to me, being that I hadn't talked to anyone in two days. I couldn't find the words to say to anyone,I just knew that I wasn't happy at this point in my life.

48-hours of non-stop tears, guilt, and sorrow for something that I felt was partially my fault. 

After realizing that the text messages and missed calls were from my best friends, mother, and brother.. I finally found the strength to  get out of bed and take a shower.

I opened the door to my mid-sized bedroom, and walked a few feet down the hall into the bathroom. I walked over to the shower, cutting it on. I just wanted to take a long shower, relax, and try to clear my head from everything that has happened.

I quickly stripped out of my bra and panties, and slid into the shower.

The hot water hit my skin viciously, but it felt amazing. I stayed under the water for about ten minutes, allowing the hot water the chance of purifying my skin. I used a Vanilla scented body gel to soothe my skin. It made me feel brand new, the steam and heat from the shower put me into a deeper zone. 

About thirty minutes later, I'd decided that I was just about finished. I got out of the shower, wrapping my body with the grey-plush towel that hung on my towel rack. I took slow steps out of the bathroom towards my bedroom. I tried to relax, but memories replayed in my head about certain nights that I had in that shower. Nights I spent with him, and only him. The rough pushes up against the walls, the hair pulls, and the hot-running water dripping against our bodies.

No matter how much I tried to accept the new life that was yet to come, I couldn't.

I wasn't really planning on calling anyone back, but I was up for texting. I didn't even know if my voice was strong enough to speak after all the yelling that had previously took place.

I picked up my phone and went to my text messages.

FROM: MOMMY❤️

KENNY MAKE SURE YOU CALL ME.. DON'T FORGET THE DINNER.

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TO: MOMMY❤️

I DIDN'T, ILL BE THERE TOMORROW NIGHT TO HELP YOU.

My mother was the only one who ever called me Kenny or Kennedy. Everyone else referred to me as Nicki, which was a nickname that drew from my middle name: Onika.

The next messages were from my bestfriends Candice and Thembi, whom I usually called Candy and Tete.

FROM: CANDY

BITCH CALL ME AND TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED, STOP IGNORING MY CALLS.

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TO:CANDY

THERE'S TOO MUCH, I HAVEN'T BEEN FEELING WELL...DINNER @ 6?

Then next was Tete, she wasn't as aggressive as Candy. Tete was always the most understanding one, and had remained that way our whole lives.