Barbie || Beynika

🤍16: My Suspicions🤍

Onika
October 30th
Tennessee

I stood in the middle of the living room, pacing around, trying to get my facts right. The whole phone call and Beyoncé's apology yesterday sounded weird. With what I was thinking, Amala had set up the plan then gotten high, and knowing I'd probably catch her if she did it herself anyway, Ming was sent and she did it, like the little mink she was. It was getting me worked up and I needed a confirmation.

I pressed the loud blow-horn I held, covering my ears real tight so I couldn't hear anything. I heard loud groans and a thud as my three, hungover sleeping beauties came strutting downstairs. Ming looked the most messy.

"Onika what the fuck... is wrong is you?." Amala yawned with closed eyes, not even able to get her words out right. I just rolled my eyes and gave a light chuckle.

"Yeah, you have a problem." Ming added, rubbing her waist in pain. It seems like she's the reason for that thud.

"Yeah, I do have a problem. You guys made a little plan last night." I was still pacing back and forth, giving each one of them a glare. "That call Ming, and the apology. Who schemed!?." I asked, looking them up close with that same glare. I just wanted to know who had the guts to plan and not include me. Clearly they made Beyoncé apology first, that was the joy in all this.

I scanned their faces to try and see which one of them had nervousness in their eyes but all I was getting was drool, crusty eyes, dry lips and horrible morning breath.

"Can I say something?." Summer asked, raising her hand with her other hand on her growing bump.

"You can!." I yelled, pointing a finger up for dramatic effect.

"Why am I here, I don't even know what you're talking about?." She shrugged.

"Oh yeah, why are you here?." I cocked my head to the side, thinking of why I even woke her up. "You wanna know what happened?."

"No."

"Then it is declared, the pregnant punani, can go back to bed!." I raised my finger again as Summer shrugged once again and began walking upstairs, Amala just face palmed and shook her head.

"Hey!, I got a question." Ming said raising her hand.

"Silence!."

"Fuck you, I'm saying it anyway, why she get to go back to bed and I'm still here?." She asked anyway. I walked close to her, getting in her face.

"Because you... are a suspect." I glared.

"Dingbat." She said as I choked, backing up.

"A suspect with a very horrible morning breath. It really burns." I said, now coughing as I fanned my now watery eyes.

"But back to business, who's idea was it to take my phone, call Bey and get her to apologise?."

"Onika, I've had enough of your nonsense." Amala sighed. "So we can go back to bed, It was my idea. The plan was for Ming to drunkenly walk up to you ask for your phone to make a call, then call Bey instead. But we didn't tell her shit. We just thought if she called her and told her to facetime you, the apology would roll out smoothly from one of you. And we were right." They high fived each other, feeling good about their accomplishment.

"So I was right!." I raised that finger again as they both shrugged.

"Yeah, kinda." Ming said, totally unmoved and uncaring.

"Can we just go back to bed now Tanya?."

"You stay asking, this just my shadow, I'm in my dreams with Mr. Tatum." Ming said all the way at the top step, Amala and I turned to look at her, wondering how she even got there so fast.

"Welp, bye." Cat chucked me a fuck you finger with a warm smile as she walked past me and up the stairs too.

Bitches.

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Beyoncé
October 30th
Atlanta, Georgia

"Thank you." I blushed as Shawn fed me bacon. I never really ended things with him, I decided to go see him today. After our last talk, when he asked to come meet him, we decided to keep it on a low ground. Friends with benefits. And since Barbie wasn't giving me attention, I decided to go spend time with him.

"You're welcome." He smiled. Since I'd gotten here, to the time we started cooking... we'll he started cooking, he'd been smiling at me. "I missed you Gisselle." He said, his voice was warm and soft and there was passion in his eyes.

"Same here. What have you been up to?." I asked, now eating by myself.

"Nothing much, just work work and work. There's this girl at my office I like, but she couldn't even care less about me, its sad. But she's nice though." He said with a faint smile and a low chuckle. "How about you?."

"Heh... you have no idea." I replied with wide eyes, sipping on the glass of apple juice sat beside my plate.

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