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Chapter Thirty: Enemies Closer

Houston, Texas
April 1st
Beyoncé Giselle Knowles

My eyes had to be deceiving me. My ears too.
Had to be.

When I walked in the house with groceries in one hand and Ivory on my shoulder, there were too many voices in my home. I recognized my woman's cackle, and once I got a whiff of that, no other voices mattered. She was here. Still, there were too many.

"Baby?! That's you?!" She shouted.

"Yeah it's me!" I went into the kitchen and sat the groceries down on the counter. I took Ivory down off of my shoulder and walked into the living room.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Shanté and Onika sitting on the loveseat together, Shante's legs in Onika's lap, giggling like schoolgirls.

Cameron, Black, and Red were cuddled up, Cameron wrapped up around Black's upper body, Red wrapped around her bottom. On the tv, they watched The Best Man Holiday.

"What y'all in here doing?" My tone was nervous. I didn't know how to move. I didn't know if this was an April Fool's joke or not.

Onika looked at me, smiling as Shanté moved her hand over her tiny pregnant bump. I wondered when she told her, and why. What game was she playing?

She stood up and came over to me with her arms open for a hug. Red and Black looked when we hugged. I kissed her ear, whispered, "What you doing woman?"

She just giggled, kissed me on my cheek, and took Ivory from me. I watched her booty as she walked back over to Shanté. She sat Ivory between them like they were her parents.

I didn't know what the hell was going on.

I went over to Cameron and tapped him hard, "Move nigga. Get off my best friend. Your time is up buddy."

We all laughed but he moved anyway, sitting up straight while I sat between him and Black. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and let her lay back against me. The three of us looked like we used to in Mama's living room, with an extension.

I hadn't seen them in so long, hadn't heard what was going on in their lives since Black told me that she was having a hard time. But they all looked so beautiful and so happy together. I had never seen both of my best friends smile so much. If they decided to be with Cameron for the rest of their lives, I would be in the front row of their wedding. I liked Cameron from the very beginning. He was gentle with them both and he made them smile, and that's all I ever wanted for both of them.

I wanted them to stop worrying about men and relationships. I wanted someone to come around and take away all of their worries. And here he was.

And Black wanted to leave. I wanted to drag her down the driveway and beat her with a two by four until she had some sense again.

Still, I couldn't blame her. The pain in her soul was a pain that she had created and couldn't stay away from. She had called me one night and let it all out. Tears and everything.

"What's wrong Ebony? Why are you crying on my phone right now?"

"Ebony," She whined and I could tell she was in her bed, weeping. "What happened to Black? Am I just Ebony to everybody?"

I looked over at Onika who was still asleep, knowing that she would be back over here as soon as she didn't feel me wrapped around her anymore. I wanted to give her a kiss.

"What's wrong Black?"

"It's Cameron... and Nadine."

I sat up, "What happened?"