Beyonce's POV
Two days later
Beyonce's house
I'm sitting in the theater room playing Fortnite with Di and some of our other homeboys—Jay, Jeremiah, Dave, and Wayne when all of a sudden I hear Megan scream my name. Oh shit.
"BEYONCE GISSLE KNOWLES GET YO' ASS IN HEA RIGHT NA!." I'm sorry but a country accent always gone get me hard. If she gone talk like this every time I piss her off maybe I should piss her off more. Maybe not?
I got up and went to the kitchen and found her standing in front of an empty pop tart box and an empty carton of minute maid strawberry lemonade.
"Na you wanna explain ta me why you put the fuckin empty carton of juice BACK IN THE FUCKIN FRIDGE?"
"In my defense it wasn't empty it was like a shot of juice left in there." She stared at me blankly before throwing the carton at me making it hit me in the head. Hard.
"OWWW. THAT HURT." I rubbed my head.
"I DON'T CARE. I'M ON MY PERIOD AND I TOLD YOU THAT JUICE HELPS WITH MY CRAMPS. I EVEN SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU YOU COULD HAVE EVERY JUICE BUT THAT ONE AND YOU WENT AND DRUNK ALL OF THEM AND AINT EVEN BOTHER TO THROW AWAY THE EMPTY FUCKIN ASS CARTON. THEN YOU PROCEEDED TO EAT MY HONEYBUNS AND POP TARTS." She broke down crying. ... Well. Um.
I just stood there. Like I know women get emotional on their periods but is she really crying over some honey buns which I ate one of and she got 5 left in the box in the pantry.
"Baby I'm sor-" She stopped crying and cut me off.
"I'm sorry my ass. On my dead dog, I'm so fucking done with you right now bro. Yeen e'en have to do allat, like is it so fucking hard to just drink any other juice and eat any other snacks? I swear I'm refraining from smacking the strawberry lemonade out of you. Leave me alone right now."
I sighed and walked back to the home theater. Now she finna be cranky all day. I really should fuck her up for hitting me in the head. I took a deep breath and grabbed the controller and the set and started a new game up.
30 Minutes Later
"Bey." Di called me and ignored her. She been trying to get me to die in this game since we started.
"Bey." She called again. Still ignored her.
"Bey do you eat ass?" I choked on my breath and just as I did so I got shot. That only caused Di and the rest of them clowns to bust out laughing.
"Yoo, Diamonté you wildd as fuck." Dave laughed out. They was all still in the game playing so I know they all finna die soon. I was carrying the team on my fucking back.
"I hope y'all asses get shot in the head." She laughed more.
Just as I was about to join an new game I heard Megan calling for me.
"Beyyy!"
"Yeah?"
"Where are youu?"
"Game room." I replied grabbin my phone.
She didn't respond so I know she had to be coming to me.
A couple seconds later she came in the room and started kissing on my neck. I swear she is more wishy-washy than a pregnant woman with Bipolar Disorder.
"What you on ma." I asked her as she came and sat on my lap while continuing to tease my spot on my neck. I bit my lip a bit.
"I wanna say sorry daddy. I'm sorry for hitting you in the head with the juice. I was just upset and sad."
"It's okay mama, I'm sorry for eating up your pop tarts. I DoorDashed some more juice and chips and pop tarts and other snacks as an apology. They should be here in a minute." She smiled in my laps and wrapped her arms around me and went still.
"Damn you got hit in the head by Meg." Di stupid ass said.
"Diamonté shut the hell up that's why yo dick small." She busted out laughing. "I feel bad for Rihanna she gotta suck and fuck on that shit. If it was me personally I wouldn't put up with that shit." Megan giggled in my neck making me bite my lip.
"Girl yours is too and Megan can't ever back up that statement cause you won't let her see it. So fuck off pea balls."
Before I could respond Megan did.
"I seen her print in her boxers, so I know it's big." She giggled. I chuckled and continued to play COD.
"Y'all so cute it's ugly." Wayne said and I laughed.
"You and Riri so ugly, she could really do better." Megan busted out laughing and Di gasped and tried to sound fake hurt.
"Oh no you didn't." She hung up on me. Me and Megan busted out laughing.
"She madd." I said calling her back. She declined the call and we laughed harder. Then I got a text.
Tete(Di): I'm omw to beat yo ass. Also tell Megan that Jonathan coming with me.
"Who is Jonathan." I said defensively. Her head perked up at that.
"He's one of my best friends and he do my hair sometimes. I'm pretty sure he's gay so you can calm down. But why?"
"Oh, Di said she was bringing him with her." She nodded and went back to laying in my neck.
25 Minutes Later
We were upstairs laying in bed, when all of a sudden we heard banging on the door. I sighed and got up and went downstairs. I opened the door and as soon as I did Di chopped me in the throat making me fall back and try to breathe.
She walked in and I immediately tripped her as some nigga walked in and looked around until he seen Megan who was running down the stairs.
"FRENNNN." He yelled as they ran to hug each other. So this must be Jonathan, okay, idgaf now.
I karate chopped Di in her throat and from there we began fighting like cats and dogs and I was definitely winning. .
Megan POV
"Should we...break them up?" I asked Jonathan. He chuckled and shook his head no.
"They just gone fight it out until one of them get tired then they'll go and smoke." He said shaking his head watching Bey and Diamonté fight like cat and dog. They is really fucking each other up though. Is this safe??
"Girl come on I got some tea to spill." He said and we walked to the living room.
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They cute of whatevaaa. Should I keep the peace?
Megan?
Bey?
Di?
Jonathan?
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