Trouble

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Solo: *shivering* Just let me in...its cold out here. Dang I didnt know New York was cold in the spring time. *walks in*

Bey: *walking to the door* Who is it bab.... *sees Solo* Solange?! What the hell are you doing here? Where's Ma and Daddy?

Solo: They in Houston. Probably looking for me *looks around* Nice place!

Bey: O_o what the hell Solange? Why you coming in here actin nonchalant...now stop playing wit me, where is Ma and Dad?

Solo: *sits on the couch* Im not playing. I ran away.

Bey: And came to New York??? Solange what the entire fuck is wrong with you? Why would you....you know what? I cant even look at you right now. I might slap yo ass like Ma did *stomps upstairs*

Jay: Im calling Mama

Solo: *snatched his phone* NO! You cannot do that.

Jay: um Solo they prolly worried sick about you. Do you realize how far New York is from Houston???

Solo: Uh yea, I just got off a flight

Jay: Solo, Im going to call them now. You are dead wrong and Im not havin any part in this.

Solo: No, please Jay don't call them. Ill call them.

Jay: When?

Solo: Ill call them later. *thinks* O shit Bey prolly calling *runs upstairs yelling* Thu Thu!!!

Bey: *opens door* Why are you yelling like you lost ya damn mind? Well what piece of mind you have left.

Solo: Thu, please don't tell them Im here. Please, Im begging you. Please Please Please.

Bey: *sighs* Im not, and now that Im calm we need to talk about this mess. Lets go to the kitchen.

Jay: *holding Jr and sees them coming down stairs* Is everything ok?

Bey: Yea baby, everything is fine. Ill handle this. Is Jr ok? Is he hungry?

Jay: No, I fed him before you woke up. We just chillin and watching cartoons *chuckles*

Bey: *laughs* You big kid. Ok then *walks in the kitchen, sits down, and just looks at Solo*

Solo: What? Why you looking at me like that?

Bey: Im waiting on you to explain.

Solo: *sighs* Ok, to make a long story short....

Bey: *interrupts* no ma'am I want the long version

Solo: Ok...after yall left yesterday and everybody cried and stuff, Ma cooked dinner and invited cousin Stacy and some other family over.

Bey: Ok. Keep going.

Solo: Well we ate and stuff, and the whole time Stacy was lookin at me crazy. I was wondering what her problem was, but she just kept askin where you and Jay was and if yall had moved yet. I didn't really think nothing of it.

Bey: Ok. Stop stopping and tell me whats going on. What she do?

Solo: After we ate, she came to my room and was asking me a whole bunch of questions like whats yo number, and is Jay the baby's daddy? And a lot of other random and personal stuff. So I told her that u was private and I wasn't gone answer her questions. She got mad and was like "you better tell me or ima tell Auntie Tina what you was doing in here wit that lil boy". I tried to play stupid, but I could tell she knew about me and Daniel.

Bey: Daniel? Lyns cousin? You know what, that another conversation...Did she hit you or anything?

Solo: Hell naw *Bey gives her a look* I mean heck naw. She just kept trying to get answers out of me. After I didn't tell her, she left out and a few minutes later Mama and Daddy bust in my room tryna hit me and stuff and yelling. I just ran out the house and kept running down the street and didn't go back. When I left, I had on your jacket and I had the money you gave me when yall left in my pocket. When I looked in the pocket, it a had piece of paper with Jay's address on it, so I caught a cab to the airport and hopped on the next flight to New York and had a cab bring me here.

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