Beyonce is considered the best when dealing the mentally ill. But what happens when she accidentally becomes one of her worse patients caregiver
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"Tiny" I called out making her look up at me.
She smiled "Yes mommy ?"
"What did you to do ?" I asked watching as her smile slowly left. "Nuntin" she shook her head.
"Tell the truth baby, remember you don't lie to me" I said giving her an warning look. She sighed dramatically looking away from me
"i jus-" she started mumbled to where couldn't hear.
"What did you say ?" I asked. She sighed again "I say I jus throw it, otay ?" she said being all extra.
"No tiny not ok. What did you throw ?" I glared at her.
"Pills" she grumbled with a pout.
"Why did you throw the pills ?" I asked. "Because I no want them !" She raised her voice sitting up fully.
"Go get in the corner baby" I said softly opening my laptop.
""Mommyyyy" she whined. "Go cookie, now." I said sternly.
She huffed getting up and dragged herself to the corner while I started doing more research on her.
She needs to open up to me more so I can understand why she did all this and possibly get her off.
After a few minutes she started to get very whining and it was honestly getting on my last nerves so I just let her out.
"Come sit down" I said pointing to the chair across the desk from me.
She sat down and I closed the laptop. "Let's talk"
She raised a eyebrow "About what ?" She said no longer sounding like cookie.
"Just because I'm your mommy doesn't change the fact I'm you doctor. Let's talk about you childhood onika" I said watching a deep frown come on her face.
"I don't want to."
"You have to open up to me about it sooner or later baby.. I just wanna help you, I promise" I said reaching out touching her.
"you promise ?" She repeated lowly looking in my eyes.
I nodded and she looked down before pulling away "I don't wanna talk about it"
"Ok well what do you wanna talk about ? The killings ?"
I watched a small smirk come on her face and knew this wasn't Onika like I assumed..but who is it ?
"Nah ion wanna talk about that" she waved me off with a smile.
"Let's talk about me and you."
"What about me and you ?" I raised a eyebrow fighting off my smile.
"You gone be my girlfriend ? You already let me suck your titty" she said with a smirk.
I gasped "I did not let you-" I cut myself off huffing.
