Nika pov
Me and bey haven't talked in like a week. It was weird not going to sleep on the phone with her or not talking at all after talking everyday but I'll be fine. We shared glances at each other here and there but nothing longer than two seconds. I also noticed the boys were talking to her a lot more now which is weird but good for her..
I was dreading chemistry class this morning, I f*cking have to sit by bey. I should ask if she could move my seat. Bey weird a** gave me smile before sitting next to me.
"Hey"
I glared at her.
"Hi."
"..y-you look nice today"
"Mm" I don't even know why she talking to me right now.
"we should go baby shopping later after school"
" I was thinking about aborting the baby.."
She snapped her neck to look at me.
"What!??" She said pretty loudly. "You can't do that!"
"Beyoncé let's be real im already raising 2 by myself I don't need another" I gave her a bored look.
"you're being selfish"
"Maybe its time i start talking care of myself instead of others"
She didn't respond to that she just looked down at her fingers. Next thing i knew the bell rung and I went off to my next classes. Once my last period was finally over I went over to my locker and here come Kelly's a**.
"Hey onika... a-are you and bey ok"
"Kelly don't ask me about nobody you don't see me with" I said dryly.
"Well are you ok"
"im fine always have been alway will"
"I-... do you wanna talk about..anything"
I glared at her. I know bey loser a** sent her.
"I don't need anything from anybody and you can tell your punk a** friend over there she can f*cking die and she's a f b*tch for breaking up with me over text cus she knew if she would've did that sh*t face to face I would've punched her in her f*cking chest" I got up in her face making her back up.
"O-ok" she quickly ran off.
"is she ok" I heard bey say.
"maybe stay away and give her some time to cool off"
I walked past them.
"if you just wanted to f*ck Kelly you could've just said it b*tch"
"don't call me outta my name"
I snapped my neck.
"what your punk a** gonna do!??"
"d-don't worry about it just don't call me outta my name"
"f*ck you b*tch!" I bumped her walking off.
"w-well you're a hoe!"
I stopped walking and slowly turned around.
"you wanna say that sh*t again?" I tilted my head.
She started nervously looking around seeing a crowd swarming around us.
"no say it again Beyoncé you think ima hoe right?"
"I-"
" I am 17 years old I done been through it all, I've been taking care of two kids on my own from years now because of my situation and because of sum that happened to me! I don't know why I was so f*cking dumb to think your selfish a** would give a f*ck about me when you never could even stop thinking about your pathetic little life to ask me how the f*ck I'm doing! Noo it's all about Beyonce, beyonce crying Beyonce having a bad day Beyonce doesn't have enough attention Beyonce and her daddy issues. You couldn't even live my life for a day so if you think for the slightest second that ima let your punk a** LOSER A** check me you must lost your f*cking mind"
