Dricki OneShots/Mini-Series: Drake & Nicki Minaj

For The Love

I sighed, "Like I mentioned early, every relationship has its ups and downs. The best way for me to express myself is through music and that's what I did. I'm not giving any insights, you'll just have to decided yourself when the album hits the stores".

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I sat the remote beside me, pausing the television. I looked up at Aubrey as he leaned against the wall, staring at me as I stared at him.

"After you're done with album promotion, we're going on vacation. No phones, no security, just us two". I sighed, he always got frustrated when he seemed guilty to the media.

"You're acting like you're not the cause of this. Don't make it seem so easy Aubrey, please don't. I can't even promote my album without getting questioned about you and your side bitches".

"We've been through this shit Onika, I thought we were past this". I sighed, "I don't know if I can ever get past it Aubrey. It still hurts, especially when I still have to face it. It happened, the entire world knows Aubrey, you've cheated and betrayed me".

Everything that I told Wendy earlier was true. It wasn't easy to give up on him, especially when we were genuinely best-friends. "Look at me", Aubrey said, placing his fingers under my chin to lift my face up.

"No matter what we go through and what mistakes I make, I'm growing and learning to be the man you need me to be. I just need you to work with me, despite what the media says, you know nobody knows me the way you do".

He placed a wet kiss onto my lips, making sure to bite on my bottom lip as he broke away. It was moments like this that made me forget everything he'd put me through. Even though many people told me to leave him, it was just something about Aubrey that had a hold on me.

I remembered the first time I'd found out Aubrey had cheated, it was about one year into our relationship. I wasn't the over bearing type, I enjoyed my space and privacy, as well as Aubrey.

I originally had a show scheduled in New York but it was cancelled while I was on my way to LAX.
At this time, Aubrey had an apartment that was very close to the airport, so I figured I could go to his place for the night.

I didn't bother calling because he was my man and I had his spare key, I didn't see the need for any further explanation. To my surprise, my key didn't work anymore, which was unexpected.

I just knew he was home, I knew it, I felt it.

Using my first instinct, I placed two fingers over the peep hole and knocked on the door. After a few minutes of knocking, a very soft voice came from the other side of the door, a woman's voice asking who it was. From there, I found out the girl was actually some stripper that he'd been messing with.

I tried to kill him and that bitch that night, but I obviously failed.

I was hurt for a few months, I avoided all contact with him, but I somehow ended back up in his arms. All vulnerable and shit, despite his repeating cycle of seeing other women, I stayed. Mostly because I had faith in him and the person I knew he could become.

"Can we go to Jamaica, I've been having a test for that Jerk Chicken since we went years ago". I said, causing him to smile. "Anything you want". I looked at him as he managed to sit down and lay his head on my lap with ease, his movements always seemed so swift.

"Can I ask you a question Aubrey? I don't want you get mad, but I do want honesty". He sighed, "Go ahead".

"Why did you cheat on me"?

It was quiet for a few seconds before he finally spoke up. "Honestly, when we got together, I was getting the best of both worlds. Not only did I have Nicki Minaj, the girl that every nigga drooled over, but I also had a chance with every other girl beneath you. That shit was like a kid in a candy store, I wanted it all, so I tried my best to get it. I was young and dumb, didn't really realize the pain I was placing on you. It's hard to explain because the actions seem so careless, but I do love you, with all of my heart. I honestly thought that you would've gave up on me a long time ago, but I commend you for staying. If you would've left though, I wouldn't have even been mad. I knew how bad I'd hurt you, I mean I've seen you cry and shit, which only made me feel like less of      a man".

"You know, when I went into the studio and wrote the album, I thought of everything we'd been through", I said, running my hand on the side of his beard.

"Yeah, I know. I low-key snuck and listened to one song, even though I know you wanted me to wait until the album dropped with everyone else".

I laughed a little, "You just couldn't help yourself".

I reached on the side of me, grabbing my phone.
"Babe, I'm going to play a part of a song that is about us".

"I'm listening", was all he said.

I just figured if you saw me, if you looked in my eyes

You'd remember our connection and be freed from the lies

I just figured I was something that you couldn't replace

But there was just a blank stare and I couldn't relate

I just couldn't understand and I couldn't defend

What we had, what we shared, and I couldn't pretend

When the tears roll down it's like you ain't even notice em

If you had a heart, I was hoping that you would show it some

What the fuck you really telling me, what you telling me

I could tell you lying, get the fuck out, don't yell at me

I ain't mean to cut you, I ain't wanna catch a felony

This ain't How To Be A Player, you ain't Bill Bellamy

They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone

They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn

But there was something that I should've asked all along

I'm a ask on the song

I looked down at him as I paused Bed of Lies, watching him to get a feel of his vibe. He said nothing for a few seconds, but he looked as if he was taken by surprise.

"Finish the song", was all he said before I clicked play and let ten room fill up with the sweet voice of Skylar Grey.