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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"Damn beyonce what took yo ass so long" I mugged her when she finally got in the car.
"The baby was upset. I had to rock her to sleep before I left out" she sighed reaching in the backseat for her laptop.
Me and her couldn't take the thought of somebody touching her again so we decided she would stay with her all day until night then come out to the car where we are going to watch the camera and catch whoever it is in action.
"We're taking her home tonight right ?" I asked and she nodded. "She's younger tonight and I don't trust leaving her here. Even if we get whoever it is"
I nodded while she typed on her laptop then the footage of tiny room popped up.
Everything looked normal she was sleep with that creepy ass doll and her pacifier in her mouth. "Where's her unicorn ?" I frowned noticing it wasn't on there anymore.
"i have no idea" she mumbled shaking her head.
"Man beyonce yo ass suck" I smacked my lips. "I suck ?! You suck !" She snapped her head over at me.
"How I suck ? I do what a daddy supposed to do" and she scoffed.
"What do you do robyn ?" She tilted her head.
"I'm buying y'all fat ass some food every damn day that's what I do" I said. "Money don't grow on trees and y'all like eating out. I provide y'all with food, I'm the provider" I said making my point.
"Girl you full of shit. That's what you are" she rolled her eyes at me.
"No you full of shit. You don't even know where her unicorn is" I mugged her.
"Somebody stole it robyn. Obviously." She said dryly.
"Well say that next time. And you need to find who stole it because that ain't fucking theirs. I ain't buy that shit for no random ass psycho"
She looked over glaring at me "You know you called tiny the same thing."
"Ok and I stand by that" i made a face at her. Just because that's my baby don't mean I'm in denial, her ass is crazy.
"But she not no random psycho. She's our psycho and that's who I got the damn unicorn for so they need to give my baby her shit back" I said.
"Shh" she waved me off making my face scrunch.
"Don't tell me to-"Shh !" She shushed more aggressively.
"Beyonce you got one more ti-"Shut up robyn damn ! Somebody opened her door !" She cut me off.
"Oh shit why you ain't tell me" I leaned over to get a better look and turned the audio up.
"I was trying to but yo a-"Hush beyonce I'm tryna hear !" I cut her off not being able to tell what was going on because she talking.
