Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope
Screamin', dollar and a dream with my closet lookin' broke
And my nigga's lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dope
Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap?
Nigga I can tell...
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Beyoncé woke up with such an attitude. I don't know what the fuck to do to make things better but at this point, I don't care. She came downstairs while I was cooking breakfast and just ignored me the whole time. Then she made her a plate and we're eating in silence. Only noise is the clattering of our plates. I've yet to ask what's wrong because I know she's gonna be rude to me. Then i'm gonna curse her out, which i'm sure will ruin her mood even more.
So I decided to just mind my business. Eat my food and go back to my room to get ready for the day. I want to get out the house since i've been inside for a minute. I'm sure the girls miss me since I claim myself as the funniest one of the group. They're lame without me.
After cleaning my plate, I headed back to my room. Going to handle my hygiene and getting dressed. The group chat was booming with plans and we agreed on nails and brunch. That sounds really fun.
Mami is supposed to be coming home tonight so I really need to have fun before she makes it back to keep tabs on me.
I grabbed my phone and keys before leaving out my room. Beyoncé was sitting on the couch now and I walked around in her view.
"Um...i'm going out...if you wanna come with. Just with the girls for a bit."
"We not going nowhere today."
"But I have plans...I've been in the house for days now."
"Good, add another day." She stood up and grabbed the cup from the coffee table. "Excuse me." I stepped out of her way and waited for her to come back. She stood in front of me with a blank face before sitting down. "Onika. Go sit down somewhere please."
"But I wanna-"
"You still in my face."
I huffed before going back to my room and flopping on the bed. Now i'm annoyed and upset. That's really not fair. I started taking my clothes off and turned my tv on before getting under the covers. Then I realized i'm supposed to be upset, so I locked my room door. No one needs to bother me at all today. It just started and i'm already tired of it.
Cartoons were on so I just settled on watching that. My phone was lighting up like crazy so I turned it on DND. I don't even wanna text them back because then they'll start joking about Beyoncé eating my box. Little do they know, she's dismissing me and treating me like an annoying little kid.
There was a knock on my door and I got up sluggishly to open it. Beyoncé stood there with red lidded eyes and licked her lips at me. I only have my undergarments on, so that's expected from her.
"What?" I sighed at her.
"Can I come in?"
"Oh, you wanna be bothered?" I sarcastically spoke while stepping to the side for her to walk in. She closed the door herself and stopped me from getting back in bed.
