The winning team

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"You said you'll be home later on tonight, Giselle. It's the next day." A whole new day at that. The sun had come up and had been for hours, and she was just now strolling in. "Gucci been home." Before the sun even went down, but she knew that already because she dropped him off.

"Onika." Beyoncé sighed tiredly.

"Beyoncé." I shot back, not caring. If she were really that tired, she would've brought her ass home and went to sleep.

"I told you what I was doing." G left me standing in the kitchen, making her way into the bedroom.

"I'm trying to figure out how everybody finished handling the same business before you." It wasn't making sense and I was just trying to understand.

"You could just ask me." Beyoncé continued into the bathroom, with me hot on her heels. "Instead of accusing me of shit, just ask."

"I didn't accuse you of anything." I didn't even ask her anything. All I did was state back what she told me.

"That where you were headed." Giselle scoffed, taking off her shirt. "So before you piss me off, just ask what you want to know, and I'll tell you. Like I always do." She leaned against the sink with folded arms, waiting for me to continue.

"Where were you?" I turned on the shower for her, avoiding her hard gaze.

"P baby was running a fever, they had to take her to the hospital." Beyoncé explained calmly. "So I took over." She finished.

"Your phone?" I had called it a million and one times.

"I turned it off, I need this finished." Giselle finished removing the rest of her clothes. "I feel like niggas got one up on me. I feel disrespected Onika." She sighed, stepping into the shower.

"I know you wouldn't cheat on me." It was proven time and time again.

"Act like it."

"I apologize for coming at you like that." I mumbled, picking up her clothes and putting them into the hamper.

"I'm just waiting to see that change you were talking about." G ignored my apology, ready for me to put some action behind it.

The problem with me changing was that I honestly I felt like I had nothing to change.

Niyah🤞🏽: G around you?

: Yeah but no
: She in the shower. Why?

Sitting on the sink, I got comfortable as I waited for Beyoncé to get out.

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