No Love [Book 1]

Chapter 35

The following may be a little inappropriate. May cause emotional rises such as anger, crying, etc. You have been warned.

Won't be so graphic so the chapter won't be set to private.

I felt the song Love The Way You Lie would fit the chapter better.

Nicki Minaj POV

"Say you love me! Tell me you love me Nicki," he growls in my ear. I am restrain to move because I am on lock down by Safaree.

My hands are shackled together wit' his bare hand, the other hand on the side of my face. His eyes pierces into mines as chills goes down my back. I never been so afraid in my life, since the time my father set the house on fire. As a child,  due to drug abuse, he tried kill my mother which made us run for our lives. But now, now the love of my life (at least I thought), is hurtin' me, causin' me unnecessary pain.

My body hurts from the painful beaten Safaree gave me inna kitchen when I woke up shortly after. This ain't the Safaree I know, this ain't the Safaree I have grown to love. This ain't my baby, but, the face I am lookin' at says it all. I gotta get my ass outta this mess before I fuck 'round and get killed. I need August to come and save me from Safaree, I want August to take me away wit' him.

I don't care where, but, miles and miles away from Safaree. I need August. But, I know I don' fucked that all up wit' him.

My wrist is really red 'cause of his aggression by pullin' and tighten all on it. The side of my face hurt 'cause Safaree slapped me 'round a few times too. My head hurts 'cause he pulled me by my hair as he dragged me up the steps.

Now, I am layin' inna bed feelin' sick to my stomach and fear injectin' in my heart and mind. Billions of tears dries on my face while millions of more tears produce on my face.

"Safaree, please, stop... Stop!" I beg him when he gets more angrier. Shoutin' at me to say I love him. How can I when he is hurtin' me?

He tightens my hands in his harder while he shouts at me to say I love him. I finally give it. Safaree stil ain't satisfied 'cause he still mad.

"Say I am the man fo' you. Say it!" Safaree demands. I stammer and say it.

"You the man. You the man fo' me." I cry when he let's go of my hands and slaps me across my face.

"Shut that damn cryin' up. Now, 'member that when you wanna drink and cheat." Safaree shouts at me. He takes a deep breath.

"You fuckin' slut!" He spat out.

Safaree lays flat against me as he kisses me all aggressive like, dippin' his tongue in my mouth. Eek! I think to myself, his tongue goes from my mouth to my neck. Then to my chest and stomach, and all in my belly button. I twitch a lil' bit as I tense all the way up, feelin' like a solid object that won't ever move. He goes back to pullin' my hair again, I pound my fists again his back when he smack me again.

I give up and let him invade me 'cause he just gonna knock me unconscious again if I keep fightin'.

His fingernails claws into my skin, makin' me yelp out in hella pain, he comes up to my face. I look him dead in his eyes, tryna hold all my noise in 'cause his eyes says it all. I don't wanna get another smack to my face again , so I keep quiet.

But, fo' how long?  Safaree is really scarin' the shit outta me.

I am so disgusted wit' my own self 'cause parts of me is turn on by his action. When fo' a fact I am gettin' raped and I don't even want it, so why am I enjoyin' it; he needa stop.

"'Member, I'm the only man inna world fo' you Nicki. You finna be mine," he chuckles.

"You finna have my kids," he continues.

"And, ain't nobody gonna do shit 'bout shit. You mine fo' life no matter what. I love you to death, Nicki. Until death does us part. Even if I am the reason fo' yo' death. You mine bitch." Safaree says, gon' under the covers.

I sob harder and harder 'cause ion what else to do and I am so so fuckin' scared right now.

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The mornin' after I see Safaree layin' inn bed right by my side, me onna other hand is cover in bruises. I am scared to see my own God damn face since he been hittin' me all in it. Slippin' outta bed, I go into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. I turn onna lights when I soon regret doin' that 'cause I gotta whip under my eye. Hickies here and there, and my neck is so red 'cause him stanglin' me.

Ever part of me is all cover in fuckin' bruises that only make-up can cover up; temporarily.

I turn onna shower and open up the bathroom to see Safaree standin' there, still outta it. A lil' bit when he stares at me in suspicion, not sayin' a word 'bout shit. I start to think of an excuse before he spazz out on me again.

"Where you think you goin'?" Safaree's words slur.

"I gotta go down to the studio. I be back home later." I smile, slouchin'  my head down fo' a bit.

"A'ight," he shrugs.

"You betta be back, or I'ma find ya and kill ya," he laughs before he wobbles back to the bed.

I go and gather my clothes together and lock myself inna bathroom so I can get myself ready. Ready to escape' cause I ain't stayin' here wit' him. Even tho' it's my house, I am still out before I end up dead in it.  I get out the shower, in less than five minutes, put my clothes and make-up then brush my teeth. I soon get outta bathroom then I slip outta bedroom and grab my keys from off the table and run outta house.