Beyonce is considered the best when dealing the mentally ill. But what happens when she accidentally becomes one of her worse patients caregiver
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"Goodmorning" Robyn spoke as I walked past her and I only hummed going into the kitchen so I can make tinys bottle.
She sighed following behind me but I only ignored her still not wanting to talk to her. She's honestly going to have to wait for me to get over it before I hear her out this time .
"Bey-"Goodmorning Robyn" I dryly said so she could be satisfied and leave me alone.
She smiled some coming over to me and I smacked my lips backing away "Can you move ?" I mugged her .
"Why you acting like this bro ?!" She slightly yelled at me "You ain't never been mad for this long" she mugged me back.
I mean she's right , it's usually something about Robyn that makes me not even want to be away from her too long so of course me being mad never lasts. It's different this time though.. I don't have that feeling to want to be around her. It's the complete opposite actually. I don't want to be near her, I almost went to a Hotel.
I scoffed some looking at her in disgust "Are you trying to put this on me ?"
"You're the one making everything different ! Sleeping in the other room and shit ?! Since when do we do that beyonce ??"
"I thought it was already different ?" I raised my eyebrows at her.
"I didn't mean different bad !"
"Well what the fuck did you mean Robyn ?!!"
"Just DIFFERENT !"
"So you couldn't speak up say none of this while we was there ?!! While your best friend was yelling out all our business that she THINKS she knows ?!" I asked turning fully towards her with crossed arms.
"You started with her bey !"
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN RIHANNA?! JUST BECAUSE I STARTED WITH HER SHE CAN SPEAK ON OUR MARRIAGE ?!! OUR FUCKING MARRIAGE ROBYN !! LIKE HER AND KELLY ARENT FALLING APART RIGHT NOW !!"
"IF IT'S NOT TRUE THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRIPPING ?!"
"BECAUSE WHY IS SHE SAYING IT ?!! WHY ARE YOU LETTING HER SPEAK ON US" I pushed her back into the counter.
"Chill beyonce." She held me back and I only scoffed shoving her away before going back to what I was doing now pissed off for the day .
"You just had to come in here and fuck my morning" I angrily mumbled ripping the milk pouch open. I did it too aggressively and was squeezing the pouch causing most of the milk to waste all over the counter. I sighed heavily angrily slapping it down before putting my hands over my face. I could feel my eye stinging and pressed down on them not wanting to cry right now .
"Bey-"move robyn" I whispered pushing her hand off me before sniffling and wiping my face.
I grabbed another pouch opening and began pouring it in her bottle ignoring the redness of my face.
