Y'all are going to hate me in the next chapter or two...
But I love y'all so, it don't matter lol
On with the chapter.
Onika
"It's almost been a week mom! A fucking week!.. I don't think I can keep lying to babies anymore" I sighed through the phone.
"Nika I'm not going to sit here and tell you it's going to be okay because I don't know" she explained. "But what you will not do is keep stressing it's not good for the twins to see their momma like that, it's not good for my grand that will be here on this earth in some months and it's not good for you"
"I know mom but-"
"But nothing really sit a think about this Nika, don't stress yourself out please baby" I nodded like she could see me. "It's not like that nigga haven't done this before"
"Mom!"
"What? Am I wrong?" She asked.
"No" I mumbled
"Exactly, now I have to get back to work I love you"
"I love you too ma" and she hung up.
I sat my phone down on the kitchen counter, rubbing my hand through my hair sighing loudly.
I sent Meek a "where u at?" Text for like the 100th time today.
My husband has been gone for a week now, he left with telling me. I haven't been in no sort of contact with him.
Chris was with him but he said after they was finished what they were doing Meek said he was going to right back but never came back.
At first I was mad as hell but not I'm just really worried about him.
Then on top of that I got the twins asking for him everyday.
"When is daddy coming home?"
"Ma, where pops at?"
"Is daddy going to be home when I come back"
"I miss daddy"
Daddy this daddy that. Pops this, pops that.
All I can say is it's a fucking business trip, he'll be back soon.
Lying. I don't even know where his ass is at. If I did I would be in Philly right now.
I even ask, JoJo, Ace & Dre for him but no fucking luck.
But I think their lying, they know exactly where his ass is at.
I miss my baby so much. He couldn't have left because he was angry because we're good so I don't get why he hasn't tried calling me or nothing.
At least send me a fucking text telling me you're alright.
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"Bey I don't know what to do" I pulled at my hair, pacing back and forth. "I'm sick of not knowing, I'm sick of having to ask my mom to keep the twins because I'm sick of lying to them, I'm sick of-"
"Nic, calm down" she placed her hands on me shoulders holding me in place.
"He'll come back-"
"You think so?" I asked quickly, looking at her with wide eyes.
"For sure, I mean he has a wife and kids" she stated. "But if he doesn't come back within the next few days we're going to Philly-"
"No you can't Bey you're pregnant and-"
"So are you and I'm you're best friend practically your fucking sister when been through shit like this before so we'll go through it again but this time we have to do some searching"
"And when we find him, we're beating his ass" she said making me laugh. "Ain't no way in hell he's going to hit back some pregnant women or less he wanna go to jail again"
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Short, but short for a reason..
Any predictions?
Excuse any mistakes, I didn't proof read.
This may or may not go south
