Unforgettable {Chapter 1}
Her eyes quickly scanned the room, looking around for Drake. With no sight of him anywhere she stammered out into the parking lot, completely unaware of how drunk she actually was. But, she didn't even drink, or did she? She would never do it, not in her current state. She fished her keys out of her purse and walked over to her car. She got in the front seat and started her car. Her hands gripped tightly on the wheel and pulled out of the parking lot of the new bar. In the back of her mind she knew that she probably shouldn’t be driving, but her conscience was shut off by the alcohol that was recently in her system. The drive from Jackson’s bar was much longer than she thought.
She tried to keep her eyes trained on the seemingly never ending road ahead, but often found herself swerving. Nicki was starting to realize how stupid she was being. I just have to get home. She thought to herself. The car swerved and she breathed heavily. She was definitely more drunk than she had thought she was, she wasn’t even paying attention to her own thoughts, and her hands were loosely gripping the steering wheel. The car swerved to the side again.
Everything happened so fast, the car swerving off the side of the road into a tree, and the glass of the wind shield shattering and raining down on her. The air bag exploded in her face and she leaned her head on the headrest. Mentally yelling at herself. How could she have been so stupid. Her jaw stung, but she could tell from the pain that it was nothing serious. The airbag slowly deflated and she got a look at the damage. She unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, still a little dizzy, a combination of the car crash and all the alcohol. She walked around to the hood and reached for her phone.
She quickly dialed Abel’s number, she was almost afraid to call Drake, not sure what he would say. Her words were still slurred slightly and she wasn’t thinking straight. “Abel..” She spoke, her words coming out tired and weak, “I need you.. to come pick me up.” Nicki raked a hand through her hair, careful not to touch her sore jaw. A trail of questions came from Abel, his words slurring as well. Maybe Wayne or Safaree could pick her up, she just didn’t want Drake to know about anything of this. “I.. uh,” She groaned, “I’m drunk.. I thought I would be okay.. I.. got into a car accident.” At the worried sound of Abek’s voice she spoke again, “No.. I’m fine, I just need a ride, my cars busted.” And after that sentence everything went black.
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The next morning Nicki woke up in the hospital slightly disoriented and worried. The room was dark because someone had closed the curtains. The sun couldn't even penetrate through the windows, as if it knew that wasn't a pleasant place but a few sunbeams made their way into the room, just enough to make Nicki realize where she was. The stiff, scratchy, linen sheets made the room even uglier. She let out a muffled groan and looked over at the man besides her. Her heart began beating quicker, making the EKG beep wildly.
His eyes opened quickly and he pulled her into his embrace. "Nicki, shh, it's fine.." He whispered soothingly.
"Drake?" Nicki started to sob uncontrollable into his chest, burying her face in-between his shoulder and his neck. . "What happened? Why am I in the hospital? Are.. are.." She didn't even dare to ask this question. She was too scared.
"Shh, I'm here, Nic," He could clearly hear the pain in her voice and it killed him. "Someone mixed something into your drink yesterday and right after that you got into a car accident. You called Abel," Drake pointed to the chair in the back of the room and when Nicki looked at the spot, she saw a sleeping Abel. "And you asked him for help and when he arrived, he found you.. unconscious. He brought you here and called me."
Nicki closely listened to every single word Drake was saying. "And.. what about the twins?" She finally dared to ask him as she let her hands glide to her belly. "Are.. are they okay?"
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