6. Broken

Zaire Healy

Hospital , Belair , St. Maarten

7:45 A.M., Wednesday



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 I’m here in a hospital bed. It takes me a second to realize why I am in one. I fainted the night before. With that thought, my best friend comes into my thoughts. I quickly try to get up, only to feel so dizzy that I lie back down. My dad walks in.

“Hi princess. How you feeling?”

“Could be better.” I say with a sigh. I wanted to go see Gabby now. “How’s Gabby?” he sighed and rubbed his hand over his face before answering me.

“She’s still in a coma. I spoke to the doctors and they said that she may not be able to walk after that all. Her parents are at the police station. I called them myself.” A tear escaped his eye. Mines were already falling after he said that she was still in a coma.

I sighed. Dad handed me my phone and said answer it the next time it rings. It didn’t take that long.

“Hello?”

“Hi babygirl!” wait what? MOM?!?

“Mom?”

“yes, sweet heart?”

“It’s really you!!!!!” I screamed into the phone laughing. We talked abit before I became tired and stuff. I miss her sooooooooo much and I know we’ll be together soon. You see, my mom works in China. I know, that far away from St. Maarten, well not really but it still is. I miss her like crazy. “Just a couple more months.” I think to myself. I was a tough girl. Crying wasn’t my thing. To me that was something did alone in your pillow not where the whole world could see. But as you can see, I need to cry.

I want to see my Gabby. I love her. And I think I like her more than a friend even, but I don’t know. It would seem weird and stuff but tja, whatever.



Nicki Minaj

Hotel Suite, Dawn Beach, St. Maarten

8:45 A.M., Wednesday

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I couldn’t really sleep. What Zaire said to me really hurt me. Was it really my fault. Nah, it can’t be. I never meant to anyone in danger. I tried calling Zaire, but I guess her phone was off. Safaree has been getting on my nerves between last night and now. Trying to lighten up my mood. I hate him right now. I cursed him out and now I’m alone. I see my phone light up, indicating I had a call coming in.

“Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Zaire.” A small sad voice said.

“Hey…”

“I’m sorry.” She blurted before breaking into tears.

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. I blamed you for something you’re only now being introduced to.”

“It’s okay. Really.” I said with a smile. Zaire just continued crying. “So what’s up babygirl? Wy are you crying?”

She sobbed a few times before taking a deep breath to answer me.

“I’m not good. My best friend’s in a coma and may not be able to walk anymore. I’m in the hospital because I fainted after hearing the news.” I choked on my water. I couldn’t believe so much happened.

“How do you mean she won’t be able to walk anymore?” Zaire explained Gabby’s condition and told me all about her birth defect and so on. I cried, I couldn’t believe someone so cruel would do that to her. I’e never met Gabby, but she gives me every reason to meet her.

Zaire and I spoke some more before saying good bye. I just continued to cry. I didn’t want to do anything or see anything. I made my room pitch black before turning off my phone and falling asleep.

I wake up about an hour later to manly hands wrapped around my tiny waist as if to protect me. I felt safe.

“Faree?” I whispered.

“Yeah Nic? You good?”

“Yeah, I am now.” I said while wrapping my arms around his neck. I just stared into his eyes which were still kind of visible in the dark. And all of a sudden, he did something I swear I didn’t think he would ever do. Safaree kissed me. It wasn’t a long one. But a simple peck on the lips. I blushed alittle. Was I beginning to feel something towards Safaree?

“C’mon Nic, let’s go outside. You’re on vacation. Try to enjoy yourself abit please.”  I shook my head as in to indicate yes.

“Faree?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“I always loved you and still do.” He said while cupping my hands into his. I just looked into his eyes and I could see the sincerity in them.

“Faree, can we stop by the hospital later please?”

“Shure thing, but why?”

“I want to see 2 people. Zaire and Gabriella.”

“Oh the girl we met on the airport who had her best friend on the phone?” he asked me abit confused.

“Yeah, they’re both in the hospital and I want to visit them.”

“Wow, oh well ait. I got you.” He said with a small smile.

We ate breakfast together and went out by the poolside. I was wearing a white bikini and Safaree, red trunks. I swear, he and red shall never part. It’s not even funny anymore. We spent most of the time relaxing and talking about random things. I was really looking foreward to finally meeting Gabriella and speaking to her.



Gabriella Richardson

Hospital, Belair, St. Maarten

4:45 P.M., Tuesday



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I’m still asleep. I want to wake up but it’s not working. I’m currently in this weird sort of happy place. Everything was like it was waiting on me. I danced with the cutest boys and had the prettiest dresses. Everyone kept clapping for me. I saw Zaire as well. I called out for her.

“Zaire!” She turned and just smiled before walking away. I followed her. She came to a cliff and fell off. I jumped after her. We were falling but it was like we were never gonna reach the bottom.

“You can open your eyes now.” Zaire says to me with that same smile. I look at her confused.

“I am awake.”

“Here,but not there.”

“How do I get up then?”

“by listening, do you hear that voice?” We both listened to someone singing a ballad. You couldn’t quite get the words but you could hear it was someone who’s been crying. “Now, all you have to do is take 3 deep breaths.” Zaire then said after  a while . I took the first 2 breaths and I could already feel the difference.

“Good bye big shishtaw” a little girl said. She looked so much like Nicki. You could say she’s a mini me.

“Who are you?” I ask her quickly before she started drifting away from view.

“I’m Naiwy (Nairy) and I’m from the future.” She said then completely faded. I took the last breath and I screamed out in pain.



Nicki Minaj

Hospital, Belair, St. Maarten

8:59 P.M., Wednesday

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I heard when she screamed. She was awake I guess. I looked her over when she was asleep still. She looked so pretty, you would never think something was wrong with her. Her wild curls were all over the place and her lips were in a tiny pout. Even here on this hospital bed, she seemed at peace. I sang for her abit. I sung ‘all of me’ from John Legend. She just seemed that special. Safaree went to see Zaire and hasn’t seen Gabby yet. I think he’ll love her.



The doctors checked her over which took a while and then my thoughts were drifting. I didn’t even hear when someone walked in.



“S’cuse me dahling” this thick lady says to me. I turn to face her. “Ah you deh child moda?”

“No, but I know her.”

“Ah, well visiting hours are ovah. Onleh de moda allowed tuh stay.”

“Well, I’m the only one here for the child. The parents are in jail.” The lady at first didn’t seem convinced but let me stay anyway. I went back into Gabriella’s room. She was just beginning to stir.

“Hello little ladybug.” I whispered to her.

“H-hi. Who are you?” she asked me confused. I felt confused. Wasn’t she supposed to be a big fan of mines?

“I’m Nicki as in Nicki Minaj.” I say with a small smile.

“Oh, nice to meet you, I’m Gabriella.” She said and gave me a small smile. She was trying so hard but it was as if she forgot a few things and couldn’t really see me. Her eyes just kept circling around the room.

She talked to me abit before drifting back to sleep. I in that time that she was sleeping was able to shower and eat. I also went to see a doctor.

“S’cuse me sir?”

“Yes?” he said without looking up. It was when I coughed alittle that he looked up. Damn he fine. He just kept staring at me. “Oh my god, your Nicki Minaj.” He said abit nervous.

“Yes, that would be me.”

“Well wow, your much prettier in person I must say.” He says and I blush a little.

“Thank you, are your Gabriella’s Doctor?”

“I’m thinking you mean Gabriella Richardson?” he asked me and I became wide eyed. I didn’t know her last name. So I just pointed to the door and he laughed a little before answering.

“Yuhp, that’s her. Well she had abit of a concussion, but she should be back soon. Only thing is that I don’t know if she’ll ever walk again. They damaged her birth defect abit so she will be in a lot of pain for a while.

It was about 9:30 when I went to check in on her. She was watching TV. When she saw me, she shrieked. I guess really knew who I was now.

“Oma!” she yelled and tried reaching for me. Oma? I’m her grandmother now?

“Oma, waarom kan ik m’n benen niet voelen? (why can’t a feel my legs)” I just looked at her blank while she looked at herself and was struggling to do something. I think she wanted to get out of bed. I couldn’t understand what she was saying. I think it was Dutch she was speaking because I remember hearing something like that when I was on tour in Amsterdam.

“Don’t move, I’ll be right back okay?” I said before kissing her forehead and looking for the doctor. He was just about to walk in so you could say we boot into each other.

“Sorry.” We both said at the same time before sharing a smile chuckle.

“Doc, she called me Oma and I can’t understand what she’s saying because she’s speaking Dutch to me.” I said and pouted. He just chuckled.

“Don’t worry, just rest abit, I’ll put her to sleep and soothe her.”

“Okay.”

 I watched how he interacted with her. He spoke Dutch to her and she started to cry at some point. I guess he told her about her legs. I felt so heartbroken. I wish I could help walk again. It really urt me to see her like this.

I walked up to her after the doctor left and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

“Love you Gabby, sleep tight.” I said and tucked her in abit.

“L-love you too Mo-wait, what do I call you?” she asked with wide eyes. She had such gorgeous brown eyes. They just made me want to melt.

“Anything you want.”

“Mom?”

“That too.”

“Okay, g’night mom.” She said and she beamed a smile at me. I smiled back. I was starting to turn away when I felt her tug at my sleeve. “Stay with me please.”

“Shure thing.”

We soon fell asleep together. You could tell that Gabriella was finally starting to relax. She was still abit shaken up, but she was getting there. Slowly but shurely.