Babymama

25.

Beyonce Knowles

I looked down at Megan as she sucked me up, it ain't even feel all that good, nobody did it like Nicki, I was bored with it.

"Get up" I said, I wasn't feeling it.

"What's wrong?" she took my dick out of her mouth sitting up.

"I'm just not feeling it, we can't do this shit no more" I was tired of pointless sex from anybody, if i'm being honest. I'm in my 30's, I wanted one woman.. Nicki.

"it's because of that bitch, huh?" she got up laughing with envy.

"You not going to disrespect my girl, ever again"

"Your girl?" she laughed, "why the fuck your girl ain't sucking your dick then?"

"You right... at least she could make me nut" I quickly put on my pants and grabbed my keys. Feeling down, I headed to the bar for a drink... or maybe ten. I wasn't sure.

A bit tipsy, I glanced at my phone and saw it was only 8 PM-way too early to be this drunk. All I wanted in that moment was to see Nicki and make things right.

We had never fought this badly before, and it was really weighing on my spirit. The bartender came over, clearly flirting with me, but I paid her no mind

"You can close me out"

I grabbed my keys and got in my car, driving to my mom's house. I sat outside for a moment before finally getting out and knocking on the door. My mom opened it, holding a sleeping Brielle and staring at me

"You've been drinking?"

"Just a little"

"It's not a little when I can smell it on you"

I sighed, tears threatening to escape my eyes. 'I just need to talk to Nicki,' I said. My mother's eyes softened as she looked at me.

"Beyonce, if you're not serious, please don't disrupt her peace. Both of you need to stop fighting; I won't tolerate that in my home."

I nodded, I just wanted to fix it. She moved over letting me in showing me which room she was in.

I knocked on the door and waited until I heard her say, "Come in." As I entered, she was just stepping out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her. Her face showed a look of shock seeing me.

I walked up to her, but she backed away. Was she scared of me?

"I'm not going to hurt you"

"Please go," she softly whispered, clutching her towel. Ignoring her plea, I walked closer and hugged her. She melted into my arms, crying.

"I'm sorry, Onika. I'm so sorry," I said, kissing her forehead. She continued to cry. I gently lifted her face, seeing the damage we had inflicted on each other. I hated that we had reached this point.

I smashed my lips into her, it took her a minute but she finally gave in kissing me back.

"I want to fix this" I said to her. "I want you and our family back together, can we do that?"