After-math of Destruction.

The next morning was heart-breaking. There wasn't a sound in the condo. It was just starting to hit Safaree and Nicki that the baby is gone before it was even born. Nicki's room was still locked and she still wasn't responding to anyone, so Safaree decided to cook her breakfast, hoping the smell would make her come out of her room. Safaree made Nicki's favorite breakfast: cheesy scrambled eggs, chocolate chip pancakes, turkey sausage, bacon, and a fruit salad. He sat on the couch waiting for Nicki to come out of her room, then his phone lit up with a twitter post from Nicki. It read:
"Goodmorning barbz. Yesterday was a horrifying day. I had a mis-carriage. I lost my baby while I was 6 months pregnant, she meant everything to me. And yes, it was a girl. Nobody knew that I knew the sex of the baby, I wanted to keep it a suprise. I am heart-broken she has left my life. Just trying to see the positivty in every negative situation, it's very difficult. Be thankful to open your eyes to another day. Love you TM, xo. -HB."
The tweet brought tears to Safaree's eyes, but he quickly wiped them way and set down his phone when he heard Nicki come from around the corner.
"Nicki! Goodmorning!" Safaree said. He tried sounding as heart-felt as possible. He was going to be everything to make her feel better. The first thing he noticed were her swollen eyes from crying and the frown that was stuck on her face. He has seen Nicki at her absolute worse..but it's never been this bad.
"I made us breakfast Nic." he started moving all the food from the stove to the kitchen table.
"Thank you Safaree." Nicki replied in a very quiet low tone, her voice was crackly and it almost sounded like she was whispering.
Once they sat to eat, there was no conversastion going on, which was un-normal for the two. Safaree didn't know what to say, he felt like anything he said would relate back to the baby, which was the last thing he wanted to bring up. He looked at Nicki to see she was playing with her food on her plate, not really eating much. She got up from the table as she started walking up the stairs to the nursery room they had just finished designing, Safaree followed right behind her. If he was going to be there for Nicki like he promised Drake and like the good bestfriend he is, he was going to be there every step of the way. He leaned on the door of the nursery room as he watched Nicki take down everything she worked on. Safaree could do nothing but watch the tears roll down Nicki's face as she threw all the sheets, pillows, stuffed animals, diapers, gifts, socks, etc. in the corner of the room.
At this point, Nicki was laying in the middle of the room trying to catch her breathe from all the tears. Safaree sat next to sit and picked her up. He sat in the rocking chair they built together and put Nicki on his lap. As she was sitting on his lap, she was ripping off all the wallpaper designs printed on the wall.
"Nicki, stop." Safaree said in a low calm tone. He could feel the pain in her heart. She continued to rip the wall-paper. "Nicki." he said, in the same tone. She started banging on the wall with her fists, Safaree grabbed her arms and laid her in his chest while she hysterically cried. He shirt was drenched in her tears, but he didn't mind. As long as she was in his arms, he felt as if he was protecting her..that's all he wanted to do.
About 10 minutes later, Safaree tried getting Nicki to talk.
"Nic, are you gonna talk to me?"
Nicki simply stood up and left the room, he followed her once again, but she walked into her room and locked the door, leaving Safaree outside. He took a deep breathe and started to clean the kitchen while waiting for Nicki. That same say he canceled any plans/apperances that Nicki had planned for the next few weeks. Everybody was very understanding.
But 3 days had passed and nothing had changed.
Nicki would wake up, have a few bites of breakfast Safaree made for her..then walk back into her room. The only thing Safaree could hear were Nicki's sobs that echoed through the house and her daily phone calls to her mom.
Safaree picked up the phone and called Drake.
Drake: "Hi man! How's everything? Nic feeling better?"
Safaree could tell Drake sounded different, more sad than usual. He could tell the loss of the child was affecting him.
Safaree: "I wish man. She's been really depressed. She hasn't talked to me about it at all, I've been trying to get her to open up but she just won't. I'm going to give her doctor a call and see what I can do. How are you man? You doing okay?"
Drake: "Ah man, please call the doctor. Maybe he will know what to do to help her. I just want her to be okay. And I'm okay, I could be better."
Safaree: "I will Drake, don't worry. I'll send you texts and call you soon to keep you updated. Just keep your head up, it's going to be okay."
Drake: "Thank you Safaree, I'll talk to you soon."
The phone call ended and Safaree called the doctor soon after. The doctor told Safaree that Nicki isn't responding because she is going through depression, which is what is expected with mis-carriages. He told Safaree he needs to take her to therapy sessions because it's not healthy for her to be depressed and stressed for this long. So that's excatly what Safaree did. He scheduled Nicki an appointment with a thearapist for tommorow afternoon at 2:30. He walked into Nicki's room to tell her.
"Hey Nic." Safaree said. He got no response from Nicki. He took a deep breathe as he watched her laying in bed. He spoke again. "I spoke with your doctor and he told me what you're doing is unhealthy and that you needed to see a thearapist. So I scheduled you an appointment for tommorow at 2:30 to see one of the BEST thearapists in LA." He stood at the end of Nicki's bed as he waited for a response. "Okay?" Safaree asked after no reply from Nicki.
"Okay Safaree." Nicki said in a melacholony tone. She grabbed another tissue and wiped her nose and eyes. Safaree pulled up a chair and sat in Nicki's room with her. It was completely silent, but he didn't mind. As long as he was showing Nicki he wasn't going anywhere. He sat in the chair until they both fell asleep.
The next morning struck as the sun woke up Safaree through Nicki's window. He opened his eyes to see Nicki's bed empty. Then he turned around and noticed she was already out of bed and in the shower, getting ready for her thearapy appointment. Safaree could tell Nicki was ready for this, she was finally ready to open up. He ran into the shower and got ready as well, because it was NOT something he wanted to miss.

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