Queens, New York
28th
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Onika's Pov
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Everyone deals with pain and they all uses an escape whether it be: Drugs, sex or alcohol. Each brings a high that they can't get enough of. Truth is, nobody wants to feel pain..it takes someone strong, brave and pure to deal handle pain with a sober mind.
"Thanks for taking me up on the drink" Jasmine swings her glass together with mine. "I really needed it" She says drowning the alcohol down her throat.
I look at her with a raise eyebrow "Are you getting cold-feet already?" I say teasingly.
She look at me and huff "Good to see you can make jokes of the situation" She says.
I snap my finger to get the bartender's attention, pointing towards Jasmine's empty glass letting her know she needs a refill.
"Oh how the roles has reversed" I chuckle taking a sip of my drink.
"I don't think I can do this, Nicki" I felt bad looking in her eyes, I can see show much she didn't want this.
I point towards the car that is waiting for us outside "That car will be taking us to our engagement party in the next 10 minutes, all you have to do is say no and this will all be over" I wish I could of taken my own advice.
"I don't want to get married to you" I gasp actually feeling offended. "Oh, shut up!" She chuckles. "I don't want to but I have to" She sighs taking a sip of her now refilled drink.
"For what it's worth, I don't want to get married to you either" I wink making her roll her eyes with a soft smile plastered on her lips.
"Then say no" She shrugs.
"Easier said than done"
"We're really cowards, ain't we?" She played with her straw swirling it around in her drink. "Afraid to tell our fathers off" She chuckles.
"Nah ma, you marrying a gangster" I joke poking her side.
She chuckle "Yea. A gangster who's afraid to tell her father no" she rolls her eyes playfully.
"You're older" I shot back.
"You're younger"
"Childish"
"I know you are but what am I?"
She let out a small laugh shaking her head "I think it's time to go" She stood up but stumble "Fuck. I'm about to meet your family half-drunk" She says.
I let her lean on me for support since I was tipsy not drunk. "Not a good first impression" I scolded playfully.
"Maybe one of them will object at the wedding and we won't get married" She says dreamily.
"I'm really taking offense here that you don't want to marry me" I felt like letting her go making her ass fall to the ground.
I walk her out to the black Range Rover waiting for us, the chauffeur open the door and I let Jasmine stumble in as I follow behind her.
"You should really drink some water" I told her, pulling out my phone I check the text Beyoncè sent me.
🐝yawnsay: Studying session will begin 5:30
🐝yawnsay: Don't forget your hoodie!
I exit out the messages and place my phone back into my pocket. I look over at Jasmine who had her eyes close leaning on my shoulder snoring lightly.
I have a feeling this engagement party will not go as planned.
After arriving at the mansion, I shake Jasmine but she didn't budge. I slap her face gently and all she did was groan before snuggling more into my neck.
