Her Wife And Kids

One

Nicki's P.O.V

"Nicki..." Rihanna groans as I strip out my clothes before joining her in bed facing my back towards hers.

I've just gotten out of work, it's 11:32 pm. I'm tired and not up for hearing her bitch about my whereabouts.

"Yes?" I sigh already knowing what's to come.

She turns to kiss my neck than spoons me, this is the first time in weeks she's touched me after the argument we had.

She's silent for a few seconds.

"I love you" She says, almost inaudible. Which catches me by surprise.

"But you know that already...right?"

The room falls silent for a moment. "I'm so tired Rih, I can't even think straight. Goodnight" I replied in a harsh grating voice in which I didn't intend to, completely ignoring her question.

That I myself don't have the answer to.

The next day

"I'm not playing Zisel take my shit off!!" I heard Ida yell.

I stare at the wall debating on whether or not I should intervene, It's way too early for them to be yelling like this.

"You gon get that?" Rih says snapping me out of my daze, she chuckles, probably because of how annoyed I look.

"I don't want to deal with them Rih, get your kids"

"Oh so now they're my kids?" She questions.

"They've always been your kids, your height, your sense of humor, your attitude, everything"

"Whatever Nicki, they're your kids just as much as they're mine" She says slowly getting out of bed.

I laugh at her. Being a parent is hard, who knew arguing about who'd stop the kids from arguing would be our daily routine.

Ok maybe I'm exaggerating, but this does happen often and it's aggravating how they can never get along.

"Don't fucking touch me bitch!!" I heard Zisel say causing us both to look at each other in shock.

"Get your bad ass kids Rih, they must've forgotten whose house they was in" I say. Zisel better brace herself for this whooping.

Rihanna's P.O.V

"Ay what the fuck is going on here?!" I walk into Zisel's room.

Zisel was on the floor while Ida was attempting to pull her Gucci watch off from Zisel's wrist.

"She keeps stealing my stuff, I swear one of these days I'll punch her in the throat!!" Ida yelled.

"I wasn't stealing it, I was only borrowing it for today!" Zisel defended.

"Ida get up off your sister and let her wrist go!! Your 17 grow up and stop fighting your little sister, and as for you Zisel stop stealing shit that don't belong to you, now give your sister her watch back and lemme catch you using profanity in my house again I swear I will not hesitate to whoop yo' ass, remember that!!" I yell causing them both to obey my orders.

"Give me your phone Zisel"

She sucks her teeth. "How come I only have to give up my phone?!!"

"Who the fuck are you raising your voice at?!" She rolls her eyes.

"No one. I just don't think it's fair how I get punished and she doesn't" She says beginning to cry.

"Zisel you better stop crying before I give you something to cry. Hand me your phone Zisel I'm not gonna ask again"

She slaps her phone into my hand than attempts to walk away. I quickly snatch her up by the arm looking at her like a person would if they saw a dog with two heads.

"Ida go get me a belt, this little girl done lost her damn mind!"