3. Start of a new life..

As we arrived at the house, I could hear the night crickets. Mr. Simmons led me to the front door before heading up to my place to open up the doors and stuff. I knocked on the screen door before going in. A little white dog ran up to me and started jumping on me. Because he was so tiny, he only reached until my knee. He barked here and there but never bit me.

“Snooooopy.” A girl calls him. He runs to the voice. Just then a young girl came into view. I stiffened. It was the same Ana from the airport. She froze when she saw me. Oh gosh, here we go again.

“What are you doing here?” she asked me with a hint of attitude.

“W-well, this is where I’ll be staying.” I answered abit unsure. Then the girl did something I swear I thought I would never get into, a fight.

Her little fists were pounding down on me. I tried to stop her, but then she scratched me in the face. I yelped in pain. She stopped and looked at me. I raised my hand to my face, and felt the blood.

“That’s what you get, you traitor!” she yelled at me.

“I’m sorry okay! Why are you so fed up with me over something I didn’t do?”

“Because you ran away, you gave up. You came here.” She answered. The tears were falling out her hazel orbs.

Just I was about to answer, Mr. Simmons walked in.

“I see you’ve met m-“He starts to say and then sees the scratch on my face and the tears in her eyes. “What the hell happened here?” he boomed. He had the kind of voice that would scare any person at that moment.

“W-well, uhm..” Ana answered.

“Anabella speak to me.”

“Well, I saw Nicki, well miss Maraj, at the airport today and lost it. And now I fought her and cursed her out.”

He look stunned and looked at me.

“You’re Nicki Minaj?”

“Y-Yes I am.”

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” He says to me before turning to his daughter. “I will deal with you later, now show miss Maraj where she will be staying for the week, then come down to eat dinner, understood?” he said abit with anger while pointing his finger in her face. She sighed before nodding her head. Mr. Simmons walked off, leaving Ana and me alone.

“Uhm sorry, but can I some treatment for the scratch. I don’t want it to get infected.” I say to her. She just rolled her eyes at me. She walked upstairs and I followed. She entered what I guessed was her bedroom. She had posters with big X’s in them. When I got closer I realized that it was posters of me. Damn, that’s cold.

“You’ll be sharing my room with me. Our guestroom is under repairs.” She stated and picked up her phone.

Me on the other hand, went over to the spare bed and took out my new phone. I opened on of my suitcases and took out my MacBook. I had all my contacts also stored into my laptop in case I got a new phone like now. I turned it on and waited

“Sorry, but I have to make a call.” I said turning to Ana.

“Why you tellin me tho?” she said while texting. I sighed.

I called up my mother. She was disappointed and hurt to think that I was being framed. We spoke abit before I had to go eat.

“What are we having?” I asked Ana. She shrugged then rolled her eyes at me. I swear that get’s annoying.

“Whatever my dad cooked.” She said with a fake smile. This was gonna be a long week.

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