Barbie || Beynika

🤍15: Apology🤍

Onika
October 29th
Tennessee

"Should I wear this one or that one?." Amala asked holding two outfits in her hands. The breakfast she was talking about had turned to lunch, when this little bomb powder here deciding she wanted to do a full on shopping just to look nice for Ming's party. I was soo exhausted I didn't even buy anything for myself, just running from store to store holding her shit.

"That one I guess." I replied pointing to the outfit in her left hand. It was a black cut out mini dress. "It'll go great with the black straight wig" I shrugged, laying my head tiredly on my heart shaped pillow.

"Onika.." She whined. I looked at her with eyes that tiredly told her to leave me, she just ignored them and waited for me to speak.

"What?."

"Where's the fun in youuu?." She whined poking my side.

"We musta left it at the store. Maybe we forgot it when you were packing bags upon bags of clothing and wigs." I rolled my eyes. Dumb-ass question.

"Shut yo ass. What are you going to wear to Danielle's birthday party?." This bitch. I simply just glared at her and turned my head down. Did she forget I still wasn't cool with the whole party thing?, now she's asking me what I'm gonna wear.

"Py fucking jamas. There will be no party, I need to sleep. Your shopping's drained my energy, and that reminds me, I haven't even eaten." I stood up and started walking downstairs as Amala followed behind me.

There were balloons being blown downstairs already with streamers and a couple of strangers, helping Ming out with whatever the hell she was doing.

"Onika, what ever complaints you have will just have to be thrown out the window." Amala said from behind me. I rolled my eyes, and ignored her, walking into the kitchen.

I grabbed the bread and some other stuff for a sandwich and went to the island. Ming, my only problem, walked in directly after.

"Mmh, dear sister." She smiled.

"Cockroach." I replied, not bothering to look at her. Her smile instantly faded and she scoffed.

"Why are you soo sad?."

"I'm not sad."

"You are, you've been sad since you turned 19." Did she smoke?.

"Girl, are you fine?."

"Yes. Onika, you're getting bitter, the old one I know will love this party idea but you're not interested." She said, gulping down on a bottle of water she held in her hands. Oh lawd. I facepalmed at her stupidity and looked her in the eyes, trying to see if I could see her tiny little brain.

"It's obvious you got hands on Amala's crack." I said as I shook my head.

"I'm just sayin, even Summer's cool with the party and she's pregnant." She shrugged.

"That reminds me, where is that crazy rat?." I asked with a worried expression. I haven't seen her since this morning, and Amala's been with me all day, knowing Ming, Summer is currently needing help.

"In her room, getting ready, like all the normal and not sad people."

"Go fuck yourself." I stood up from where I'd been seated, grabbed my sandwich and went upstairs to Summer's room.

I knocked on the door first with no answer being heard afterwards. I just proceeded to enter. She was seated at her vanity, in a red plunge bra and a pair of jeans. She was crying her eyes out.