Empty

Nicki's Pov

I filled my glass to the rim and sighed. The house echoed as the bottle of red wine clinked against the glass table. My eyes roamed across the empty home and I shut my eyes, at the empty feeling within me.

"Cheers," I mumbled as I took a long sip.

It was a long day of studio time and arguing with Safaree, which seemed to be the norm lately. Now here I am in this empty house, sitting in the dark, sprawled across my couch, scrolling through twitter. The only source of positive energy coming from the crazy, sweet tweets from my babies. However, I could feel the soreness of yesterday's video shoot surge through my body as I sat up on the couch.

Ugh, sigh. Twenty minutes later I clicked over to Instagram and scrolled for a while.

"Yass B, slay the 'Gram."

"Oooh I need those Moschino knee-high boots."

"Aw, Joyce & Zeplin are freaking everything!"

"Look at this loser," I stopped on a selfie of Drake & smiled.

I haven't seen him in a while, well since Summer Jam actually. I guess I'll text him since he often forgets how to work a phone. I giggled and opened up my iMessage.

Nicki: >>>Remember me? I hit send and headed to take a very much needed, hot shower.

Drake's Pov

"Watch how crazy it's 'bouta be when everyone finds out about this tour with you and Wayne," OB mused from across the studio.

"I'm just ready to be back at it, see the people," I admitted just as I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out of my pocket & saw that it was a text from Nic.

Drake: I could never forget u<<< I sent and smiled to myself. I missed her.

Nicki: >>>Oh yea? I would've thought otherwise seeing as I initiated this conversation

Drake: Doesn't mean I don't miss u, because u know I do.<<<

Nicki: >>>I miss u too, Aubrey.

"Aye OB, you gonna be good here if I head out?" Drake asked standing up.

"I'm good, I already know by the way you're cheesing at that phone that it must be important," OB laughed.

"I'll catch you later, man," Drake said as he grabbed his keys & headed out.

Nicki's Pov

Just as I finished lotioning up & pulling on a big tee & thong, I heard a knock.

"Who the hell's over here at 2am?" I rolled my eyes, assuming Safaree came back to continue our argument he walked out on much earlier.

I trudged down the steps & to the door to pull it open.

"What do you want?" I spat, annoyed, before I could even see the face of my mystery visitor.

"Well damn Nic, I could tell you really missed me," Drake grinned down at me.

"Aubrey," I smiled up at him & walked into his open arms.

"I told you I missed you, girl," Drake said as he stood back and got a better look at me. He gave me a once over and then stared into my eyes with those hazel orbs of his. "And you look especially beautiful," he complimented.

"Thank you," I smiled. "Wait right here a sec," I hurried up the steps and grabbed a pair of black yoga pants and a smaller tee. I quickly fixed my hair a bit in the mirror. "Oh whatever, it's just Aubrey, this is fine," I headed back downstairs.

"Oh, why so covered up? Dontchya trust me, Nic?" He laughed.

"Mhmmm, don't play innocent nigga," I laughed & pulled him to the kitchen. "I know you're hungry, Watchu wanna eat?"

"Oh so you just knew how bad I wanted one of your amazing late-night sandwiches?" 

"You remember my late-night sandwiches of all the things I've cooked?" I wondered & grabbed the ham, turkey, bacon, lettuce, tomato, cheese, & red onions from the fridge. 

"Hey, how could I forget?" he smiled.

I blushed as I thought way back to what we'd usually be up all night doing & how I'd make us late-night sandwiches when we were all out of energy and starving. Then I pushed those thoughts away with quickness.

Once I finished cooking the bacon, extra crispy, toasting & buttering the bread, slicing the meats and cheese, and adding the lettuce, tomato, & onions, I served it to Drake with a smile & sat atop the counter while he ate, getting a bite here and there.

When he was finished I grabbed his plate and washed it while he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Thank you," he said with a kiss on my cheek. "I really missed being around you, Onika."

I dried my hands and turned into him. Those deep hazel eyes peered into mine and I paused, drifting my attention to his lips. I went back in time for just a minute, thinking back to the things they'd do. Those damn lips. Maybe those few glasses of wine is what had me thinking this way. Or maybe it was how lonely I'd been. How exhausting mine and Safaree's constant arguing had become. I wasn't sure what my "love life" even was anymore. But aside from everything, I'd missed Drake. Before all else, he'd always been my best friend. I sighed and brought my arms around his torso and hid my face in his neck.

"I missed being around you too," I mumbled.

"Nic, tell me whats wrong," Drake said and I picked my head up but kept my eyes elsewhere.

Drake's Pov

 

I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her face to meet my gaze.

 

"Nicki, I know when something's wrong. And you know you could tell me anything," I assured her.

She sighed and pulled away, walking to the living room.

"It's nothing, Aubrey, really," she tried to convince me as she poured a glass of wine and took a seat on the couch.

"Oh so you're sitting in this dark room, on the couch with a glass of wine and a silent house for no good reason?" I responded and took a seat on the couch.

She rolled her eyes and poured a glass and handed it to me.
"Who says I need a reason to have a glass of wine?"

I took a long sip and studied her. I stared into those big brown eyes and down to her plump lips in a little pout. I moved closer to her and brushed my hand across her face, my thumb on her chin as I held her face and her eyes met mine.

"I just want to make sure you're okay, make sure you're happy. You know I care. Are you, Onika- happy?" I questioned her and her eyes darted away for a second.

"I'm fine, Drake. I'm okay," she smiled unconvincingly and placed her hand on mine.

"And happy?" I questioned again.

"I'm working. I'm busy. I'm happy about that. About spending time in the studio and finishing up my album," she answered.

"You should be happy in every way possible. You could be," I mumbled the last piece.

She stood and turned away. 

"What're you really doing here, Drake? I'm sure you have someone somewhere waiting for you to get back," she stated bluntly.

Nicki's Pov

 

"Nicki, I don't give a damn about anyone but you. I needed to see you, that's why I came," Drake stood coming my way.

I turned to him and placed my hands on his chest. I stared into his eyes, trying to read him. I could feel the truth in his words, but that didn't stop my doubt. Then my eyes traveled to his lips right as he licked them. Before anything within me could stop me, I grabbed his face and kissed him hard, slowly sucking on his bottom lip, then roughly biting on it.

"I hate your lips," I lied as I pulled away.

"Oh, you do?" He looked down at me and brushed his thumb across my lower lip.

"No," I sighed and hid my face in his chest. "I'm sorry."

"For what? I'm not," he said and brought his lips so close to mine that I could feel his breath. My heart raced and I prayed he couldn't realize the effect he was having on me. His lips brushed mine so softly and slowly before I felt his hands around my waist, pulling me closer to him and into a slow, sensual kiss. My arms wrapped around his neck as he deepened the kiss. He pulled away and moved to my neck leaving soft wet kisses. When he got to my spot and sucked like his life depended on it, I couldn't hold my moan in any longer. "Aubrey," I let out breathlessly. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him, as I felt his tongue lick along my bottom lip and I opened my mouth for him. Our tongues danced and he took control while his grip tightened. I let out another moan before I felt myself being lifted from the ground and I wrapped my legs around his waist. My back was pushed against the wall while one of his arms was secured around my waist and the other was pushed to the wall. He moved his kisses back to my neck and I felt his hand lift my tee while he kissed at my collarbone gently before pulling it off of me and lifting me higher. His tongue worked at my chest while he sucked and my fingers got lost in his curls. We moved over to the couch and I straddled his lap before he suddenly pulled away.

"Wait, Nicki," his hands wrapped around me and his eyes were now full of sadness. "As much as I want nothing but you right now, shit, nothing but you forever- I can't do this," he said and I looked into his eyes.

"Aub-"

"No Nicki, you don't understand how badly I've missed being able to hold you, touch you, feel your lips on mine.." his thumb brushed against my lip, "..God, making you moan, but I can't go on knowing you're in a happy relationship and what we're doing right now would ruin that. I'd cause nothing but problems and you'd push me away and fall back into hating me and we'd go months without talking again. I can't handle that shit. I can't handle being away from you, not hearing from you, for that long again." he confessed.

My heart sank and my mind raced as I felt tears build up. I brought my hands over my eyes and lowered my head onto his chest. 

 

"I could never hate you," I finally let out and let a tear escape. 

He pulled my face up and wiped the tear from my cheek.

"You're in a happy relationship.. aren't you, Nic?" he asked, his hands still on my face.

I hid my face in his neck as more tears escaped. Then I quickly got off Drake's lap and stood, wiping my face.

"I'm sorry, Drake, I'm fine. You're right. I-I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Nothing's wrong with you Nicki," he said pulling me to him and kissing my forehead.

"No, something's wrong with me. Obviously, if I'm here having you remind me of my relationship, happy or not whatever it may be, and still all I want is you. All I could focus on is your lips and your touch, and how crazy you're making me feel, emotionally and physically. Who knows what you think of me," I confessed still spilling with tears.

"Onika, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Nothing, do you hear me? You are the most beautiful, strong woman, I know and you aren't being kept happy. Whatever's wrong that you don't wanna tell me about you shouldn't have to deal with. If anything, I'm the one in the wrong. I'm an idiot for not fighting hard enough for us back then, when there was a possibility of there being an us. But I didn't, I said I'd let you go and be with that nigga if that's the way you'd be happy. And now look, you aren't happy. Not the way you should be, not the way I could make you. The way you would've been if I would've just fought for you," Drake let out and ran his hands over his face.

"Aubrey," I placed my hand on his face, taking in everything he just said.

"Please stop crying, Nic," He placed his hand over mine. "I'm gonna fight for you this time, I'm gonna fight for you like I'm fighting for my life. I just need you to let me," he stared into my eyes, straight into my soul or so it seemed.

I sniffled, my body tired and my head a mess. "Okay, Aubrey," I pulled him into a soft kiss and then buried my face into his neck as I felt him rub circles into my back and my body succumb to sleep.