What Happens In Vegas Pt. 1 --- [OF]

"Nicki, come on! Damn." Candi yelled.

"Ok. Ok." She stepped out of the bathroom. "How do I look?"

"Gorgeous, we bouta find you a man tonight honey." Lauren said.

"In Vegas? No thanks." She laughed.

"Shots?" TT asked.

"Hell yeah!" They all yelled.

"To Vegas!" Nicki held up her glass.

"To Vegas!" They all yelled and clicked their glasses before taking their shots and heading to the club.




"Baby, no." Safaree sighed. "What's the point in me coming to Vegas if you wanna know my every move?"

"Yo, SB!" He heard one of his boys call out. "Lets goooo!"

"I'm bouta go Tasha. Be mad if you want just know I love you and I'm not gone do nothing stupid. Bye." He hung up.




Nicki sat in the strip club with her girls bored. The club was ok but she preferred the ratchet clubs back home over this one. The bitches were stuck up, the music was whack and the drinks were watered down.

"I'm going to the bathroom." She said in Candi's ear.

"Alright." She said looking at the girl giving her a dance.

Nicki got up and hoped that none of her girls would see her and offer to come with her. She just wanted to be alone for a few minutes. Every since she had left her boyfriend of five years they hadn't left her side and then they dragged her to Vegas. She assumed that they assumed she was suicidal or something because it was almost like they were babysitting her. Thembi told her they were worried because she hadn't broken down yet but after being lied to and cheated on for almost three years she didn't feel he deserved her tears. She was pulled from her thoughts by a hard smack on her butt.

"What the fuck?!" She turned around. The guy just smiled and placed a stack of money on the table in front of him. "Do I look like a fucking stripper?!"

"With a ass like that? Hell yeah." She twisted her ring on her finger so that the diamond was in the same direction of her palm of her hand before smacking him.

"Don't you ever put your fucking hands on me again you fucking dickhead!" Her friends noticed her and began to rush over but before they got to her he placed his hand on his cheek then looked at the blood on his hand.

"Bitch!" He stood up and towered over her. "I should beat the shit outta you!"

"And once you do nigga I will dead you." She looked him in the eye. These were the moments that her mother prayed so hard that she would avoid. She always let her temper get the best of her but she told no lies. If he even attempted to harm her she would kill him. . .or at least try.

"Nika, chill. What happened?" Lauren asked stepping in between them.

"Yeah, you better get that bitch before I fuck her up."

"Excuse me?" Lauren turned around. Her whole mood changed when he decided to speak.

"Yo, chill son. That's a female." His friend stepped to his side.

"You think I give a fuck."

"Nigga if you valued your life you would." Candi chimed in.

"Fuck yall hoes!"

"Excuse me but I'm going to have to ask you all to leave." The security spoke after approaching them.

"What?! You should tell them hoes to leave!"

"You got one mo' time." Candi warned him.

"No, fuck it. Let em stay. We'll leave." Nicki said. "The only way these niggas can get pussy is if they pay. This club is whack as fuck anyway." She began walking off and all her girls followed.




Safaree turned his phone off before entering the night club. Tasha kept calling and texting him. She acted as though she didn't see this day coming. Maybe if she would of had a bachelorete party of her own she wouldn't be sitting at home miserable. He entered and scanned the club for his friends. He spotted them and began to make his way to them. As he walked towards them he seen a familiar face. He approached her at the bar.

"Hi."

"Hi." She said dryly not even looking him in the face.

"I'm sorry about my friend earlier. Well, he's not my friend but-"

She turned to him and looked him over then turned to face foward again.

"Save it." She sipped on her water. She really didn't feel like drinking and getting caught in her feelings. She wanted everything that she had suppressed to stay suppressed.

"Let me buy you a drink." He offered.

"I can buy my own drinks. Thank you." She continued to look straight ahead.

He sighed, "Come on. You're in Vegas. Live it up."

"If I let you buy me a drink will you leave me alone?" She turned to him again but her facial expression was still stoic.

"Maybe." He smiled and she melted. He had the most beautiful smile she'd seen on a man. She smiled a little. "Is that a smile?"

She rolled her eyes, "Whatever. Just get me something pretty and fruity." She sounded like a kid.

"Really?" He laughed and she dead faced him. He called the bartender over and ordered their drinks. "I'm SB."

"SB? What's that stand for?" She took a sip of her drink.

"Scaffbeezy."

"Ok, what the fuck is your real name?" She laughed.

"Safaree." He laughed.

"My name is Nicki." She put her hand out for him to shake.

"You from New York."

"Yup."

"The accent." They said together and started laughing.

"That and the way you handled that nigga earlier."

"Yo, if I ever in my entire life see him again he's dead."

"I believe you." He laughed.

Eventually one drink turned into two and then three and then they both lost count. Every once in a while her friends would check on her but Nicki would kind of shoo them away.  She enjoyed his company. Nobody had been able to make her laugh that hard in a while. He enjoyed her company too. It was nice to get away from the nagging and bitching that Tasha always did and the testosterone of his friends. Somewhere in there Nicki agreed to leave with him. True she was drunk but she felt she had a good judge of character.

"Let me just go tell my girls." She stood and stumbled a little.

"Let me help you." He stood up. She held on to his hand as they made their way through the club.  When she spotted them she ran to Candi and hugged her.

"What the. . . Oh, Nicki."

"I love you Can." She hugged her.

"I love you too." She giggled.

"I love all you bitches." They all said it back. They were all bent but Nicki was definitely the worst. "I'm going to leave with SB, ok?"

"Woah, Nic. ."

"Lauren don't start, please." She whined.

"Look, if you leave with him we all going. Shit." Candi said.

"Yo, why yall keep trying to babysit me? Damn. I'm fine."

"We know babe but we don't want anything to happen to you." Lauren said.

"Fine." She turned to Safaree. "Do you mind if the F.B.fucking.I follows us?"

"No." He laughed.

"Lets go then." She grabbed his hand and led them out of the club.

"Where to next?" Lauren asked.

"Safaree's going to lead the way."

"I am?"

"Yup." Nicki smiled.




Nicki was awoken by the sun and greeted with a banging headache. She looked beside her to see Safaree. She prayed that she hadn't slept with some random nigga. She pushed her hair out of her face with her left hand and something got caught in her hair. She slowly pulled her hand away. She looked down to see a diamond ring and a wedding band.

"Nooo." She said to herself. She looked beside her at Safaree then back at the ring. "No, no way."

She reached over and grabbed his left hand. There was a wedding band on it.

"Shit." She whispered and got out the bed. She walked out and into the room where all her girls were.

"Thembi get up." Nicki hit her foot.

"Wake up Candi!" She kicked her leg lightly before going to the window and opening the blinds. They all grunted. "Get yall asses up!"

"What the fuck is your problem?!" Candi asked irritated.

"Bitch, I'm married." She waved her finger with an attitude.

"What? When?" Lauren asked rubbed her eye.

"Last night apparently. Where the fuck were you bitches to stop me?!"

"With you." Thembi moaned and threw the cover over her head. Nicki went over and snatched it off.

"What?!"

"We told you don't do it. Well, everyone except Lauren surprisingly but you said you was so the fuck in love and cussed us out for questioning you. You needed one witness, that was Lauren so blame that bitch but do it elsewhere because I got a banging ass headache and I don't wanna hear it." She laid back down and threw the cover back over her head.

"Ugh! Lauren, what the fuck?!"

"I don't even remember anything after we went to the third club."

"But-"

"Nicki, you'll go back home, get a divorce and that'll be it." Candi got off the floor and got into the bed with TT who hadn't moved. She pushed her a little. "This bitch alive?"

Nicki sighed, "Last time I go anywhere with yall. I promise." She stormed out.

Nicki walked back into the other room and paced. She mentally prepared a speech to give Safaree. When she was ready she stood over him. She shook him and he grunted and rolled over. She began hitting him with her hand.

"Wake up!"

"What?!" He grunted.

"Um, we need to talk."

"Look, I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. I had fun last night." He stood up and put his pants on. "I didn't come here to find love, um, I mean. It was fun but-"

"We're married asshole!"

"What?" He looked at his finger. "Shit."

"Exactly. What you thought was a one night stand is now a lifetime commitment. So, what's the plan?"

"I can't be married, I'm supposed to be getting married." He paced the floor. "Tasha's gone kill me. Shit!"

"Wait. You got a girl at home?" She stopped in front of him.

"Fiancé, and we get married in three weeks."

"F-f. . . A fucking fiancé?!" She began hitting him in his chest. He grabbed her arms.

"Yo!"

"I never wanted to be that girl." She said calmly before she snatched her arms away. "You made me that girl!" She began hitting him again and cursing him out. He couldn't catch her arms this time. Her friends heard her and ran in.

"Nicki!" Thembi and Lauren ran to her side and pulled her away from him. She fell on the floor and began crying. She had finally broke down.

"I think you should leave, um, its Safaree, right?" Lauren said rubbing Nicki's back.

"Yeah, its Safaree. I'll just leave my number out there. Call me later so we can figure this all out." Nicki just cried into Lauren's chest. As soon as he'd made it into the elevator and turned his phone on Tasha was calling.

"Hey baby!" She sounded cheery.

"Hey babe I gotta tell-"

"No, just listen to me Safaree. I'm sorry. With planning the wedding and all I've just been a bitch to you. I'm so sorry. I just wanted to tell you how much I love and trust you baby."

"Look, I have-"

"You have to go? Ok."

"No, I gotta tell you -"

"I don't want to hear it. I trust you. Have fun babe. Bye. Muah." She hung up and he sighed.

Back in her room Nicki poored her heart out to her friends and they were there to listen.

"I mean, I spent five years with him. I took care of that nigga when he was down, dealt with the baby mama drama and for what? Then I come here and I get married to this asshole. I mean who does that?"

"It was a mistake."

"I'm always making mistakes. Do you know he has a fiancé?"

"What?"

"No."

"Yes." Nicki said. "That's what made me snap. I been dealing with side bitches for almost three years, I never wanted to be one. Never."

"But you didn't know, did you?" TT spoke.

"No! Its like I just can't win. I'm sick of this shit." She began crying again.

"Its gone be ok Nic."

"Can we go? I wanna go home now."

"Yeah." They all said.

A hour later they had changed the tickets and boarded a flight back to New York. Nicki had stopped crying and speaking. She just stared out the widow. She felt like she didn't know who she was anymore and she was mad at herself that she allowed men to make her feel that, something she promised herself at a young age that she would never do. She let her thoughts run until she feel asleep. She prayed that things would only get better.