⚠️Megan G!P⚠️
"There's just something about you that keeps me floating.
You see what's inside. Broken, restored it.
It's unconditional, these days you know?"
-Brandy
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Beyoncé
"I just don't get why you're trying to have a relationship with that raggedy ass bitch. It should actually be on sight every time you see her." Kelly tells me.
She's so goddamn opinionated when it comes to my life.
"Could you be a little more clear with how you feel about this situation, Kel? I'm not sure I know where you stand on this." I sigh sarcastically as I change Jojo's diaper.
"Sure, Beyoncé. Let me break this down for you; she ain't shit, she never been shit, she never gone be shit. She should never have access to you and in fact, you should stab her." Kelly says seriously, covering Mason's ears so he doesn't hear the foul language.
I look over to Michelle.
"Please, get your girl." I sigh.
I don't feel like a lecture right now.
I'm too damn grown for this.
"I don't know, Bey, I kind of agree with her on this one. Not with the stabbing but... she hurt you bad. I don't want to see it happen again."
"Y'all treat me like I'm a porcelain doll..." I sigh snapping my daughter's onesie closed and picking her up.
"We're not trying to do that. It's just that..." Michelle trails off awkwardly.
"Use your big girl words, Tenitra. Tell me you don't want me to try to kill myself again." I say completing her thought for her.
They always tiptoe around that shit and it's fucking annoying.
I did it.
We all know I did it.
What's the point in pretending?
"We don't." Kelly says softly.
The sadness in her eyes is palpable.
She talks so much shit and pretends to be tough but my suicide attempt fucked her up.
Both of them.
I hate that I stressed them out that severely but I genuinely didn't feel like I had any other options at that time.
Things are different now.
I put Jojo on the floor and Mason automatically wiggles out of Kelly's arms to play with her.
"I wouldn't do that. I'm in a better place and Megan's overprotective ass is always checking in. She wouldn't let anything happen to me."
"Correct." Megan says from the other room.
I swear she can hear niggas landing on the moon.
"See?" I chuckle lightly. "I'm good."
"Why you wanna reconnect with that weirdo anyway?"
