Jealous || Beyoncè Knowles & Onika Maraj

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Beyoncé Knowles POV.

"I'm on that murder gang shit, slaughter gang shit." I hummed as I walked down my hall way, "Solange, are you hungry?"

"Not even the slightest. I'm actually stuffed." She said as she rubbed her stomach and sat back, "You aren't?"

I shook my head "no" as I stuffed my face with Oreos. My stomach was on empty, even though we just came back from a restaurant. It felt as if didn't eat all day and I needed something to fill up on.

"Where's Onika? I've seen some pictures some pictures she did for this photoshoot, they're crazy."

I laid down and rolled my eyes. It's been a whole week since I've talked to her and it's been driving me crazy. I wanted her next to me. She's declined all of my texts and calls, so I guess she can't relate.

"We're not talking right now and do not ask why. I'm stressed and I'm gaining weight. I just need some help." I whined as I ran my hands down my face.

"Pregnancy is a bitch, but you'll get through it." She sighed.

Silence filled the room and the only thing you could hear was me biting into my cookies. My door bell rang through the house breaking the silence.

"Stay, I'll get it." She offered and flew out the room.

Closing up my cookies, I turned over and tried to take a nap. My room slammed causing me to turn around quickly.

"What do you want Chris?" I asked rolling my eyes.

Furrowing his brows caused me to laugh. He always made funny facial expressions.

"You're my baby's mother, I have to check on you." He sighed.

"No you don't." I murmured turning on my stomach.

"What the fuck? Bet stop playing with me!" He demanded.

I looked at him and didn't say anything. I simply just looked back down at my laptop and continued what I was doing. I didn't feel like arguing. I'm pregnant and annoyed.

"Answer me." He said as he calmed down.

I swallowed, "I'm sorry Chris. I'm just really tired. I'm just not in the mood."

He sighed and looked at the floor, "I'm sorry Bey. I don't want it to be awkward."

Looking up at him, "It's fine, it just going to take some time."

He nodded, "Well, I leave you to what you do best."

He got up and gave a hug. Making his way over to the door, he turned around, "Everything will be fine. Don't stress yourself out, okay?"

I nodded and smiled slightly, "I'll try not to."

He closed the door softly and left me to my thoughts.

Onika Maraj's POV.

I just off of the phone with my mother. She agreed to take King off of my hands for a little while. I told her I needed time to think and heal. I didn't want him to see me in this state. I was wearing bummy clothes, hair wasn't done, I just looked a hot mess. And to top  everything off, I was a wreck. I couldn't stop crying. My emotions was getting the best of me.

Picking up the phone, my finger hovered over her name. I wanted to call, but I didn't want to seem weak. I didn't want her to think I had to come crawling back to her. But then again, I did need her. She was affecting my everyday life. I was addicted to her.

LOML 💖; I know you may be still mad at me, but I want you to know I'm sorry. If I could go back in time and change that night I would . Unfortunately that not how life works, but I love you with all my heart. Even though we may never get back to how we were, I still will always hold a place in my heart for you because you showed me the true meaning of love and I will never forget get you. ❤️

A tear slip out of my eye as I read the message she just sent me. I was debating on texting back or leaving her on 'Read'.

- I love you too, you will always mean the world to me 😩❤️

Pressing send, I slowly continued to cry. Because I didn't know whether to let go or to hold on.