"Everybody always see the wrong that I do but y'all gone see how this girl really act" Beyoncé was showing her fresh bruised jaw
I had tears running down my face and she continued trying to put the camera in my face "stop" I kept turning my head
"Why would you hit me"
"C-cause" I mumble
"Cause nothing if I hit you then your people gone be calling my phone and everybody gone be shading me on social media" I didn't respond I just continued to play with my nails "you don't have nothing to say now"
"Leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you"
Beyoncé started laughing "now she doesn't want to talk. I hit back and now she's mad" I'm not sure if she was recording a video or on live but I wanted no parts "if you aren't going to talk to me then go home"
I got up and walked upstairs to get my things. I looked in the mirror and frowned at my face. "You need to do better Onika"
I grabbed my purse and slid my shoes on and started walking out "come say bye"
I rolled my eyes walking out and to my car. As soon as it started Beyoncé was getting in the passenger seat with no camera "get out"
"Baby"
"Baby nothing look at my face" I wipe my tears
"And look at mine" she grabbed my hands but I yank them back "so you gone leave me? Just like everybody else. I thought you was on my side"
I looked over at her "you told me to leave"
"I was just playing. You don't really love me Onika"
I think I love her more than I love myself "I keep proving my love to you but you just do not care"
"Anytime stuff get hard you leave and go fuck another nigga"
"I do not fuck anybody" maybe twice but that's only after she's done it and I have proof. If you want to call it proof. She deadass post bitches on her story and although I'm blocked everybody send me that shit. She doesn't care though. "Fighting is not apart of stuff getting hard! That's a choice, you choose to do that"
Anytime we have a public brawl my mother calls me preaching.
"You hit me first" she laugh "I thought you wanted to fight"
"You called me a bitch!" I raise my voice "you straight said 'I don't want this bitch here she won't leave' and you the Nigga that won't let me leave!"
The world see me being toxic and shit but they just don't know this Nigga is worse than me! She just don't let them see that.
"You claim you love me but you really don't. You got a little clout now you don't want me. Them people do not fucking love you bro" Beyoncé say "why you gotta do me like this"
I was crying and my face was hurting like crazy "are you going to stop hitting me"
"You hit me and imma hit you back"
In this generation if you come across a young female who don't party, dont really care to be in the mix like that, don't get smoked out by niggas all the time, don't entertain every dude that she come in contact with or just simply go to school & go to work & thats it you better grab her while you can. Those the type you catch early before they get older. Those the type you have a family with. Those the type you build something with. Those the type you marry . Those the types you bank on. Those the type you invest time into & instill knowledge & wisdom to. Those the type you put on game so she wont be out here looking stupid.
I was working and spending my checks to let her stay in the studio but she's not appreciative. She has over 900k followers so now she gets me drunk and we get to fighting while she's recording making it looks as if I don't come from a loving home.
I tell her on a daily I wanna be kissed, rubbed, grabbed and hugged all day. I'm so affectionate. I like compliments and forehead kisses. Open my door for me. Ask me if I'm okay, do I wanna ride with you, take random pictures and videos cause you want memories of me in your phone. Like LOVE ME!!!
Is that too much to ask?
Well actually we shouldn't have to ask.
Beyoncé just loves herself and these new hoes that has surrounded her but I know if she loses it all today they will not be around! She knows that too but she's going to milk it while she can.
"Beyoncé look at my face! My eyes is bleeding and you're talking about I hit you first and all you have is a damn scratch! Then you had to pull the camera out, why"
She grabbed my arm and kissed me "I love you so much. It's no girl in this world I rather be with"
"You don't mean that" I mumble
"We're going to get rich together, get married, and have us some babies" I looked into her eyes "I love you Nic"
"I love you too" I pecked her lips smiling
We walked back into the house and I went to the bathroom to clean my face and halfway through she walked in on live "tell them you love me"
I just looked at her "why do you have to be for the media? Get the camera out my face"
"She doesn't want y'all to know she here but yall know" Bey laugh
People will allow you to fall so deep in love with them and then they treat you like a problem. I see the signs and I'm very aware of her actions I just don't know what to do or where to go from here. It's not as easy as people think
Wrote this in ten minutes😭
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