Nicki laid in her bed with her knees to her chest and her arms locked around herself.
The question, 'what if?' kept floating around in her head and it paralyzed her with fear and worry. That one short phrase terrified her to the point where she couldn't even get up from her bed to walk the short distance to her bathroom and read what her tests said.
As time went on, Nicki's curiosity kept eating away at her, her thoughts getting more and more jumbled as her fear and wonder mixed but she kept her place on the soft, pastel pink cotton linen that lined her bed.
Every possible scenario raced through her head of the possibility of her being pregnant.
Would she be happy if it turned out that she was, of course. A child was all she wanted right now. She was living a stable prosperous life, and always told herself that once she was thirty she would start trying to have children but having the father of her baby off with other women made her wary of wanting it. She made that decision once, because she knew it was what was best for her and that child but now she started to wonder if that was what was best for this child. But if the media ever found out, it would be a complete mess and a whole nightmare that she didn't need.
All it took was just one argument he was already running around with another girl. To Nicki it didn't matter that people said that she was being clingy and coming onto him. She didn't care what the girl did, she cared that he didn't stop her, that he let her kiss him, and hold him like Nicki would.
But Nicki couldn't be mad at him, they technically were on a break that they mutually decided would be best for the both of them and it was the least she could do after avoiding him for about a year.
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After another twenty minutes, a sudden wave of confidence crashed over her body prompting Nicki to push herself up from the pillows. She stepped off her bed and let her tiny feet carry her over the cool surface of the hardwood flooring of the bedroom, into her bathroom. She'd taken four tests and left them all on the countertop on top of a bundle of toilet paper.
Nicki took a deep breath and looked down at them, reading them one by one. Each giving the same answer making her question if she was should be happy or sad with these results. All in all she felt strangely numb to these results. Nicki didn't know what to feel so she just didn't feel at all.
She caught her own gaze in the mirror and looked herself in the eye like she did him when she would try to read his mind figure out what he was thinking.
The night they shared came to mind.
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"I should not be smokin this." Nicki said as she pulled the blunt from her lip. Some floated out her mouth and into her nose before she exhaled. "Remember what happened the last time we did this?" She asked and he let out a hearty chuckle before pulling her closer to him, her center rubbing against his. The thin material of her leggings against his sweatpants made his touch on her skin even more sensitive than before.
His hands had a firm a grasp under her shirt so that she could feel his hands trail up and down her skin leaving a trail of goosebumps and butterflies filled her stomach. She felt like a teenager again because she was so nervous but just looking into his eyes calmed her.
"We had fun didn't we?" He asked referring to his night in New York just a month earlier.
"Yeah we did," Nicki answered and felt his lips lightly graze her neck.
"And those nights alone on the tour bus." He mumbled into her as he laid kisses on her.
"We- we never did anything," Nicki said and smiled against her soft neck.
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Dricki Love & Lust Chronicles
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