Nicki Pov:
"You don't want me to leave, but you don't know why I should stay, either." I repeated over and over trying to process it. "Just tell me you don't want to be with me." The guessing game was killing me.
"You came out here talking about leaving, then said you don't want to go." Beyoncé smacked her teeth. "I'm confused too."
"I want to stay, but I don't know if you want to be with me anymore." It felt like she hated me. We were literally roommates, I never saw her coming and going, just heard her in the house occasionally.
"It just makes me mad that you waited until now to do some weird shit like that." Bey sighed.
"I know, baby, and I'll never do it again." I promised. "If we can get over that other stuff, we can get over this." Everything that could've gone wrong the first time did. This was small compared to that.
"Have we really?" She asked, suggesting that we might have some unresolved issues.
"What else is there?" I thought all that was put to rest, but I guess I was about to find out it wasn't.
"All that happened, and you don't feel no type of way about that shit?" Beyoncé scoffed in disbelief. "Be honest." She begged.
"Not necessarily about what happened then, but how it's affecting our relationship now." What happened already happened. We can't go back and change it but those past issues seem to be still haunting us. "You do, though. So go ahead." I turned, leaning against the door, ready to take it all in.
"I'm not over the fact that you left without saying anything, got an abortion and didn't have the common courtesy to tell me yourself." She admitted.
"You should've heard it from me, I'm sorry." Hearing that from someone else had to hurt different, I just wasn't in the right mindset to talk to her let alone let her know I got rid of the baby she wanted so badly.
"Before I got the call, I just knew you'll be popping back up with my baby." Bey chuckled. "I was wrong." She shook her head.
"The relationship was unhealthy, we didn't need to bring a child into that." This was a real human being we were talking about bringing into the world. "I want to bring my child up in a loving two – parent household." It was a logical decision that had to be made.
"We could've tried, but you left."
"You had to figure that shit out with Megan, which apparently you couldn't do until I left." If she had been handled that, then maybe things could've been different. Maybe it wouldn't have. Again that didn't matter because it was all over now. "I gave you chance after chance to end that shit."
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Made For Me
FanfictionYou was made for me Yeah but all you do is take from me All you bring around is hate for me I don't think you safe for me I'm fucked up but you was made for me - MajorNine