Oneshots (BeyNika)

Dirty Laundry

A not so happy story ! I've never read a book like this so I wanted to write something different. It's pretty short. Wrote it in like thirty minutes.

"Ms. Maraj everything came back negative this time" I nodded my head "I understand health but you come in here at least once a month"

I looked down "Better safe than sorry" I jumped off the table and she placed her hand on my shoulder

"I can help you"

"I'm okay" I smile "thank you" and I walked out of the clinic

Once I got home I didn't waste anytime getting into the shower. I didn't have long before I had to pick Kaavia up from daycare.

Deciding to just make salmon and lemon butter pasta. I lost track of time and had to rush to the daycare.

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"Kaavia please" I brush her hair.

She started throwing her weight around "no! No hair" Kaavia is my four year old daughter and she's been fighting all her life. Not only was she premature but she's partially sighted, half blind. "Mommy"

Normally when you're pregnant your spouse showers you in gifts and try to make your pregnancy beautiful but all I got was a few clinic visits and chlamydia. Me being a healthy adult I was able to fight it a lot better but my unborn child suffered the most.

The door opened and I rolled my eyes "why are you crying princess" Kaavia smiled and allowed Beyoncé to pull her out the seat. "Hey my baby" she kiss Kaavia all over her face

I hate when she does that.

"Mama" she push Beyoncé's face smiling. "Eat"

"I'll eat later" Beyoncé sit her back down in her chair. She looked at me "she looks like her eyes are irritating her make sure you put her drops in, what's wrong with you"

I walked towards the kitchen to start cleaning up. Hopefully she's in the mood to take the trash out because it's heavy as fuck.

I ate, Kaavia is eating, and now I'm about to make Beyoncé's plate. "I'm F-R-E-E, fuck-nigga free. That mean I ain't gotta worry 'bout no fuck-nigga cheating" I mumbled the words

As soon as I passed the fridge my hair was being grabbed "you gone act like you didn't hear me talking to you"

You cheat and constantly put your hands on me, my bad if I can't spare you a few words "I'm sorry"

"Yeah you sorry alright" I rolled my eyes and she punched me right in the face, landing it on my lip. I hissed putting my hand to my face "why you always test my patience?"

"You said you were going to stop"

"Well stop acting like that! You so damn dumb" she push me towards the counter. "You need to get yourself together"

"Beyoncé you just walked through the door putting your hands on me! You don't hit them niggas in the streets back"

Her fist collided with my stomach a few times and I hit the counter banging my head "mommy! Too loud"

I looked at Beyoncé before I started hearing little feet. "Sorry Princess. I don't know why yo mommy banging dishes"

No I don't know why your mama is banging my around!

"You okay mommy" I nodded my head

She looked at me unsure before wrapping her arms around my waist "we're not done Onika" I picked Kaavia up not caring about the pain. Beyoncé is stupid but not stupid enough to hit me in front of her "put her to sleep. I'll finish the kitchen"