Poison (ft. rihyoncé)

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"Stop calling my phone. I told you I'm out with the boys" Robyn said rolling her eyes, her phone has been going off nonstop and she was beyond annoyed.

"Who the fuck do you think you talking to? What bitch you tryna impress? How dare you speak to me like I'm some random hoe. Matter fact you can stay with yo 'boys' tonight cause the doors will be locked!" Beyoncé said all in a single breath, not allowing Robyn to get another word in.

Robyn gulped after getting cussed out and hung up on. She looked to the boys, who had heard the whole thing. Beyoncé wasn't on speaker phone, she was just yelling so loud that everyone in the room could hear.

"Did.. y'all hear that?" She asked.

"I ain't hear a thing" Chris said scratching the back of his head. "Right, y'all?" He asked everyone else in the room and they all nodded their heads simultaneously. "Yea we ain't heard nothin"

Robyn smacked her lips and plopped down on the couch. "Man she always fucking trippin. I can't stand her controlling ass"

The boys didn't say anything. They knew exactly where this was heading. It wasn't the first time that something like this happened. Robyn would be out just chillin and then out of nowhere she'd get a call from Beyoncé that would get her all worked up. They were all just waiting to see how long it would take her to break.

Robyn was fidgeting in her seat thinking about what Beyoncé said. Was she really gonna kick her out for the night? Robyn shook off her thoughts. She was sure Beyoncé was just joking. But then again.. she hung up before she could say anything else.

"I think imma head home y'all" Robyn said getting up.

The boys sighed and groaned before passing some money to Chris. They all made bets for how long it would take her to give in. Chris was the only one who said less than 30 seconds. Robyn ignored the fact that they betted on her and made her way home.

When Robyn came home, she tried to unlock the door but it wouldn't budge. Beyoncé had locked the top lock. Robyn banged on the door, now getting angry at how petty Beyoncé was being.

"Stop banging on my goddamn door" she yelled from the other side.

"What the fuck Bey? Unlock the fucking door I don't got time for this shit"

"I told you to stay where you at, so why you here?"

"This my place too. You better open this door before I break this bitch down" Robyn threatened.

"I dare you" Beyoncé crossed her arms and waited.

Robyn balled her fists up. Beyoncé was the most childish person alive. Robyn hated that shit. Robyn tried kicking the door in but that wasn't working at all. She walked away from the door and went to the sidewalk.

"That's what I thought" Beyoncé said before rolling her eyes and walking away from the door.

Moments later a loud crash sounded and glass hit the floor. Robyn had threw a brick through the window. She stuck her hand through the open area and unlocked the top lock herself.

"Are you out of your goddamn mind!?" Beyoncé yelled while pointing her fingers all in her face.

"Get out my face" Robyn rolled her eyes trying to push past her.

"No, your gonna clean that shit up" she said mushing her face.

Robyn had enough. She slammed Beyoncé against the wall, making her groan in pain. The back of her head hit the wall pretty hard. Robyn wrapped her hand tightly around her throat and clenched her jaw.

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