Onika
Nika🙄💞: where are you? I haven't seen you all day ☹️..
🍯🐝: workin. what you got goin?
Nika🙄💞: if you was here you'd know.
🍯🐝: 😑 don't get beat.
Nika🙄💞: oouu beat me daddy 🙃
🍯🐝: gladly 🤗. i'll text you back when I'm done handlin' business. feel free to send me sumn nice ☺️.
I smirked at her message and put my phone on the charger so I could finish getting dressed.
Just as I had pulled my sweatpants up, Solo burst through the door.
"Can I lay with you?" she asked as she climbed in the bed.
"Yeah, let me clean up my mess, you know you're sister will come in here and pass out if I don't."
"You right." she chuckled and made herself comfortable in Bey's California King bed while I straightened up a little bit. When I was done, I got under the comforter and got beside her.
I laid my head on the top of hers as soon as she laid I on my shoulder.
"Tv?" she shook her head 'no' so we pretty much laid in silence.
Not long after, she had her long ass legs tangled in mine.
"You cooking tonight?" she asked playing with my fingernails.
"We have to go grocery shopping and I don't have any money." I shrugged.
"Bey has a credit card downstairs and she have her many cars out there, let's go." she got up and ran to the door. I shook my head and put on a pair of shoes and grabbed my phone before meeting Solange downstairs.
"Took you long enough." she stopped twirling the key ring around her finger and tossed them to me.
I rolled my eyes and followed her to the garage, getting in Bey's Range and headed to the nearest grocery store.
"What you tryna eat?" I asked as I parked in the parking lot.
"Lobster tails, broccoli and cheese, and a baked potato." I chuckled and nodded.
"Can we get some ice cream?" I shrugged and followed behind her.
We got everything we needed for me to cook. I figured I'd fill Beyoncé's truck back up... with her own money, but hey, it's the least I could do.
When we made it back to the house, Solange helped me carry the bags to the kitchen so I could start cooking. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, I pulled it out and saw that it was a text message from Bey.
🍯🐝: get everything you need 🤔?
Nika🙄💞: And did 😊 thank you.
🍯🐝: mhm.
Nika🙄💞: I think you just wanna talk to me...🙃
🍯🐝: goodbye.
I left her on 'read' one again and started preparing to cook.
As soon as I finished cooking and took a deep breath to call Solange's name, I felt a hard smack against my ass.
"Ow fuck!" I turned around only to be greeted by Beyoncé's ugly ass. "Why the freak you do that for?"
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FanfictionMoney is the root of all evil, it also seems to be the cause of betrayal and heartbreak. One lady will soon face this harsh reality.