𝘔𝘺 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 🥀

31

Doomed :

I woke up hearing laughter, trying my best not groan out. They stayed up all night....I could barely sleep because of it, and what made it worse was that Yonce wasn't near me. I'm losing my mind. I've asked Momma twice when we were going back home, but each time she stayed silent. I'm confused. Are we ever going back?

With Kelly being here, I want to give Beyonce her space. I know i'm not gonna be able to do it while i'm around her, so I wanna leave. I don't get the attention I want from her, so to keep from feeling jealous....I want to go.

But it's hard to have a say so when i'm limping everywhere, needing help from point a to point b. I can't!

Ignoring the gigglers, I got out the bed the best I could and went to the bathroom. Usually she would help me but she didn't, just giggled more. Forget it. Sighing, I sat on the toilet to handle my business, then I brushed my teeth.

It didn't take long, I was heading downstairs in no time. Momma was sitting on the couch with Ms.Tina, watching tv. I sat in my mommy's lap, laying my head on her shoulder. She rubbed my back and kissed my head, wrapping her arms around me next. I started to watch whatever was on, being completely confused but interested at the same time.

"Momma..."

"Mm?"

"When are we goin home?" I whispered, messing with her charm bracelet. She took a deep breath not answering, as the other times. My eyes burned with tears but to keep them in, I changed the subject. "Are you ever gonna tell me what happened to you Momma?"

"Mm? Happened to me when?"

"When he had you in his room..." I lifted my head to look at her. The scar she had on her arm told us something happened, but she never spoke about it. Not to me at least. We all know that Ms.Tina knows. She gets told everything. Kind of jealous.

"We can talk about that when-"

"When we go home? You won't even tell me that Momma."

"Onika..."

"You not being fair Momma, I don't like it." I looked at her intensely. She gave me the same look but I knew to back down. Why does she always gotta do that? I'll never go against Momma with my stare cause I get it from her. She'll win then probably get my ass after for even trying with her.

"Now....we can talk about that when it's just the two of us. Until then, sit here and be pretty. Watch tv." She made me lay back on her to focus on whatever it is on the tv. I didn't like it but for some reason couldn't stop watching. Old people watch weird things.

"Momma...do you think Daddy is dead?" I felt the need to ask. I'm still not sure what all happened that night with Daddy, Meek and Yonce but...two out of three haven't been seen. We know Meeks gone but...Daddy too? I didn't know how to feel about it.

We still don't know what made Daddy do what he did.....and it'll never be figured out now. Unless he told Yonce and she ain't confessing. It'll be a mystery. And Momma yet to even say anything. I hate feeling confused and that's what I was.

Daddy hadn't been home.....but he pop up killing someone?

"Bunny...please."

"Sorry."

I sighed having to realize that these things could be triggering for her too. She was going through a lot with Daddy cheating plus her miscarriage. There's probably a lot going on in her head.

Somehow everybody ended up in the living room. We were watching some movies, but I could care less about them. I couldn't stop watching Beyonce. She was on the other couch with Kelly, cuddled into her. It's like my head was spinning. I was beyond confused.