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BEYONCÉ

"Nah put that shit down," i rolled my eyes and placed my phone down—putting it inside my back pocket

I watched robyn walk, pacing Infront of me—i know that she's still mad about the shit that happend in her house

"Stop pacing, you're making my head hurts" i said, she turned her head to me and glared

"Don't say shit to me dummy," she said, i rolled my eyes and watched her walk and sat beside me

We sat there in silence—waiting for one another to say something, she groaned and i saw her in my peripheral vision; rubbing her forehead,

"Why beyoncé?" She said releasing a breath, she turned her body fully towards me and i did the same

I let out a breath and closed my eyes, "i just want to fix it rob"i whispered,

"Fix what?" I heard her asked, curiousity laced her voice, i lift my head to look at her piercing green eyes and swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat,

"..... everything" i answered, i wanted to fix everything—i just wanted onika to give me a chance, i wanna show her how much I've changed

"You think you changed?" Robyn asked, i glance at her eyes once again and nodded

I've changed....

"No you haven't" she said, i lift my eyebrow at her, confusion written on my face

"I've changed robyn" i said, attitude laced my voice—i heard her let out a dried chuckle and i turned my nose up at her,

"The shit you've been doing is what you called 'changed'? Tsk tsk" my faced scrunched up at her words as i watched her shake her head from side to side showing me that she was disappointed in me,

"Why you acting like that robyn? Like you wanna say shit, say it " i said, she stood up and i did

"You didn't changed, not even one bit" she said angrily—instanlly my jaw clenched and my fist tightened

"What the fuck do you know?" I scoff,

"Everything ho, I've been there for you! And all the stupid shit and decisions you had made i was there to tried and correct you!, you a piece of shit bruh" She said shaking her head, i grabbed her by her shirt and gripped it tightly as i raised my fist—tempted to punch her face,

"The fuck did you just say?!" I heard her scoff and pushed my hand away from her, she fixed her clothes and smirked at me

"You are pathetic piece of shit beyoncé and you know it"

My jaw clenched once more as i tightened my fist,  "say that shit again-" she cut me off with a laugh as she strutted towards me

Her face leaned closer "you're a pathetic piece of shit" i pulled back and lift my fist—sending hard punch on her face, she fall and wiped the blood from the side of her lips, chuckling

"See, you're a piece of shit" she stood up and blow a punch on my face, i grabbed her left shoulder and punched her again, we fought until our body fell to the ground,

I lift my body and sat on top of her—sending a hard punches on her face, she lift her upper body and tossed me—doing the same shit i did to her

We can hear glass shattering as we fought on her living room, i grabbed her white vase and hit her on her head. But the bitch is strong she lifted something and hit my sides,

I can see and taste the blood on me, she was covered with blood and so am i. I stood up—holding my side as i turned my body, putting my left hand between her white couch that was now covered in blood and pull her gun out,