Second Chance

Chapter Five

Her last day finally arrived. Nicki would be leaving Miami to go back to California to begin her first album. Her mind was constantly replaying the situation that occurred with her and Meek, just five days ago. She had tried calling and texting him but never got a response. She wanted to dead the situation and leave it as is but Tak, Rika, and Omelly refused. Swallowing her pride, she decided to pay him a visit. Their last conversation had been on her mind heavy since the studio. If she didn't at least tell him her feelings, it would haunt her for the rest of her life. Who knows what LA had in store?! She knew that if she didn't at least clear the air, it could end future relationships before they started. She pulled up to his condo, and as she rode the elevator up to the 27th floor, the memories began rush back to her. She took a deep breath before knocking. She must have stood out there for five minutes with no answer. She turned to walk away just as Meek opened his door. "What are you doing here," he asked, stepping outside the double doors.
"To say goodbye," Nicki said honestly.
"Okay. Bye," he said quickly as he turned around to go back in the house. "Rihmeek please wait," she pleaded softly in her baby voice.
"What am I waiting on? I think you gave me the answer I needed last week." He spoke ardently as he turned toward her slightly. "You didn't even give me the chance to answer," she exclaimed, still standing hesitantly in the doorway. She could feel the tension without even being close. "It shouldn't take you but a few seconds to answer a simple question. No hesitation. I wish you the best of luck with your career, Nicki." Meek told her with a slight nod in her direction. And with that he closed his door. "I still love you." Nicki whispered and turned to walk away.
She hadn't even taken a full step away before the door flew open and a stunned Meek said, "what you say?!"
"I said I still love you Rihmeek!" she repeated louder. "I never stopped, there hasn't been a day in the last three years that I have thought of you, craved you, or missed you. I wouldn't be able to deal if I left and didn't tell you how I feel! That kiss the other night made me feel things I haven't felt in so kin and I couldn't deal because I was angry. I've been so pissed off at you! Hurt you broke up with me. Angry that you didn't fix it. All this time I've been waiting on you to say sorry because I was hurt and angry. But I refuse to leave Miami without telling you I'm sorry, I love you and that I just wish we would have fixed it! May this new experience in LA bring upon what it may, I'm ready. The past is the past and I'm leaving it here no regrets! I don't regret loving you at all! I regret the time I spent not showing you because I was too stubborn and angry! I'd rather walk away knowing I let you know how I feel, even if it means we'll never speak again. At least I'll never say what if again." By the time she was done, tears streamed down her face! But she was relieved. To finally be free of a three year burden felt amazing. Meek slowly made his way toward her and gently pulled her toward him. "Come here," he whispered as he pressed his lips to her forehead." She in turn wrapped her small arms around his torso. He too wished he hadn't let so much time pass by. They wouldn't be here right now. "I love you Nic and don't you ever forget that baby, ever! I know I fucked things up. I get it, but I don't want that to keep you from being happy. From being great! You're the shit ma! Every nigga's dream! God was showing off when he made you! You deserve to be happy Nic, even if that means someone else is loving you!"
"This isn't goodbye Rihmeek! This is us getting a second chance. And fighting for us!" She reached up and captured his lips.