Please Forgive Me ( part one )

Haven't updated in forever lol enjoy 

Nicki came back home a few hours later. It gave both of them some time to cool off. When she walked in she immediately spotted SB on the couch starring at the door. She went to talk to him but he spoke first. 

"I just wanna know were you with HIM?" He said as calm as possible. Nicki wasn't expecting that she was confused. "With who SB?" She replied with an attitude. He shook his head and stood up. Slowly making his way to the kitchen so he wouldn't hurt his foot too much. "I asked you a question....who?" SB looked at her for a minute. At first he felt like she truly was confused but then he thought back to all the text messages and calls he'd found earlier. He picked up her phone and pulled them back up. "Him" he simply said. She shook her head no and walked over to the fridge thinking the conversation was over. "Who is he?" "Why isn't his number saved?" "Are you cheating on me?" "When did all of this start?" "Answer me dammit!". SB finally took a minute to breath after asking all his questions. He figured she wasn't going to answer any of his questions so he started to leave the kitchen. He heard a small whisper. "I know you didn't just say what I think it was. Get in the car Onika". SB charged upstairs not caring about his injured foot. 

(SB POV) 

How could she? She wanna talk to that niggas after everything we been through together? If he wants her he can have her. 

(No POV) 

When he got back downstairs he was putting on his jacket. He didn't even realize he was crying. He noticed she was still standing in the kitchen. "DIDN'T I SAY GET IN THE FUCKING CAR ONIKAAA!?!" She jumped at his voice and hurried past him into the car. She noticed him crying but decided against it. He began speeding and crying even harder. 

"Safaree, stop the car" 

"Safaree STOP!" She yelled a little more annoyed now. They have been speeding down the streets of L.A for 20 minutes now. She didn't know where they were going or why he was so mad. She just wanted to be home with him. He passed through red lights, stop signs and almost hit a few people. When she looked into his eyes she saw anger which scared her. She saw him mad before but this was new. She never saw him mad to where he would ignore her, 'what could be so bad that he couldn't talk to his girlfriend about? His bestfriend?' She thought to herself but then her thoughts wen't away as the car slowed down. Then she heard him yelling her name. "Why are you yelling at me?" She asked but he continued to yell her name and apologize. Then she realized she was looking at him holding her in his arms and the car was completely ruined. He wouldn't stop crying and telling people to call 911.