"Yea you can tell her to come."
Beyoncé isn't here, but Keitta has to go to work. All the kids are going with their fathers, so that means Keyanna has to come here. Bey was trying to get Keitta to go to the warehouse.
Why would she send her child there? It pissed me off, like all the way.
"Stink...stop being mad. I just didn't want to drop a baby on you like that."
"Whatever Beyoncé. I'll see you when you get here. And ill call you when she gets here." I hung up.
She's been acting so freaking stupid with this whole baby thing. Like...instead of her just telling me, she wants to ask and give a whole speech about me not having to.
I already told her that I was by her side through it all and just let me know what's up. She still acts like i'm some new girlfriend that isn't about to drop her baby in a few weeks.
Yea I get where she's coming from, but at some point of me constantly saying it's fine, it gets annoying. And so played out.
The doorbell rung, and I went down the stairs slowly. I could see movement through the stained glass, and it was a short person. Mm.
I opened the door, and Keitta stood there with a baby seat, and Meeks daughter.
"Aw Mommy....She gets to stay at BB's house?" The little girl had a pout and a tear stained face. She's so cute. Her eyes and chocolate skin.
"Meila...This is her parent. You're coming with me so please chill...Hey Nic. I can...come and sit everything down so you won't have to carry it."
"Hey..yea that'll be cool. Hi cutie." I waved and stepped to the side. They walked in and went to the living room.
"Mommyyyy. I don't want tooooo." She started to cry...
"Meila...please. There's nothing I can do about it." Keitta was bent over the couch inside the car seat.
Meek is locked up so that means she has nowhere to go. Aw. I wonder how she feels about it. If she misses him or asks about him.
"Meila please stop crying. You know why you have to come with me. Why do we have to go through this every time?...I'm sorry. There's bottles in the side and she has sensitive skin so if you change her, there's cream inside...Come on Meme we have to go."
She sounded so tired....
"She can stay here...It's fine. You seem to have a lot on your plate and this could be a break."
"Oh no it's fine...She's just tired of sitting in an office but- it's fine."
"No seriously...Keitta it's okay...If she's okay with staying then let her."
"But you're pregnant and I don't-"
"Girl..."
"Ok...Meme do you want to stay here? Do you remember Ms.Nicki? The one you spoke to over the phone?"