Rihanna's P.O.V
"Why are you just standing there go in?!" Mel said pushing me aside so she could enter the room.
Still I stood there frozen fixing my gaze at Onika who looked petrified.
I want to keep my cool, I don't want to start a scene and the whole point of coming here was to see how my daughter is doing.
"Oh..." Mel said once she figured out what was putting me at unease.
I don't know what concerned me more. My daughter laying in this hospital bed bruised black and blue or this women who I'm assuming to be Benonce in the same room as my wife who I've told constantly to stay away from.
As the seconds went by I grew more outraged. "Come on let's talk outside" Melissa said pulling on my arm.
"No, I wanna know who this bitch is!!" I snapped. "Ok no, you don't gotta call her names like that she was just leaving" Nicki butted in.
The woman looked confused yet still guilty and aware. If this is who I think it is today might just be my lucky day.
Oh how I've been waiting to put my hands on her. She's the reason I'm dealing with this shit right now, as if I haven't already been going through enough.
"Am I talking to a fucking wall?!" I could tell she wanted so badly to reply back but Nicki was talking over me sublimanly telling her to keep quiet and go.
"Nicki Imma need you to stop talking over me cause I swear" I laughed bitterly pointing my finger at her while walking towards her in rage.
"Rihanna you're forgetting everything we talked about" Mel said getting in front of me.
"Why she so mute?, talk bitch!!" I spat. That was her last straw. Next thing I know we're argueing back and forth with Mel holding me back and Nicki holding her back.
"Fuck you too, you mad cause Nicki's not feeling you no more. Any time she needs someone she comes to me so who's winning now?!"
"Oh my god Beyonce stop, you're making shit worse just let it go. Please leave" Nicki said attempting to push her back.
Mel was no longer holding me back, I don't know if it was because I pushed her off or cause she was fed up too but I let this moment go into good use.
Without thinking I ran towards the bitch and punched her as best as I can with Nicki still in the way.
"What the fuck stop!!" Nicki yelled. I grabbed the bitch by the hair wrapping it around my hand while going behind her and yanking her to the ground.
"Fuck!" She screamed. I then clenched my fist and began punching her like a punch bag.
I could hear Nicki shouting in the distance and Mel talking to Zi trying to calm her down.
I turn my head to them just for a spilt second but when I look back my vision distorts due to a fist coming in contact with my face practically breaking my nose.
"Beyonce stop!!" Nicki screams pushing the woman off me as I try to recover from this unexpected blow I got to the face.
"Oh my god y'all they probably called security get it together. Rihanna we gotta go" Mel parted from Zi lending me a hand.
I could hear Nicki and that bitch open the door to exit the room. "Come on your nose is bleeding you need to sit up"
Gradually I sit up taking Mel's hand as she lifts me up from the bloody scene.
"Damn you got her good" I shook my head looking down but quickly raised my head once I notice the blood leaking from my nose puddle the floor.
She got me good too. That bitch can fight no doubt.
"There's tissues under here" Zisel said just above a whisper as she points to the cabinet beside her bed.
"Thanks" I said carefully bending down to grab some.
"...I'm sorry you had to see that" I added, she nodded her head before speaking. "You know...she's the one who brought me here"
I sighed not knowing how to reply. Do I feel bad for fighting her?
Hell to the motherfucking no! But am I grateful for what she did, I guess.
Within a few minutes Nicki walks in with a wet rag and pink wash basin not saying a word to anyone as she starts cleaning the blood off the floor.
When she's done she leaves the room then returns with a sheet of paper in her hand. "Get ready to leave" She said directly to Zisel.
I just watch as she fixes the spare bed then approaches Zi helping her with her crutches.
"We should go too" Mel whispers to me. If she means go home to my place then yes. "We should" I said getting up.
I catch Nicki glance our way just before we walked out the room. I don't know why she's giving me the silent treatment.
If anything I should be mad at her. She needs to quit that job if this relationship is going to work.
Beyonce's P.O.V
"See I don't want to say I told you so but...I told you so" Kelly bragged.
Can't say that took me by surprise because it didn't, I saw it coming.
So really she didn't tell me shit but what I already knew might happen.
"Ah!" I winced when she pressed too hard on my chin. "So did you learn your lesson yet?" Kelly chuckled.
"Fuck you" I mugged. "I still love her. Nothing is going to change that" Kelly shook her head.
"You gon get yourself hurt with that kinda attitude. I heard Rihanna has a criminal record. She's crazy Bey don't get yourself involved in that kind of mess"
I tilt my head to the side so that she can place the ice pack more on the spot that's bruised.
"She was acting bold calling me all these names. I swear if Nicki and her daughter weren't there I would've caught a case. Criminal record or not she's not scaring nobody" I said unfazed.
"You're something else" Kelly laughed. "I know I said I support you and all before but after seeing this" She said looking me up and down. "I suggest you lay off" I roll my eyes.
If Nicki wants whatever we have going on to end then I'll stop chasing after her.
It don't even sound right saying I'm chasing after a girl. This woman is just so ugh, words can't even explain it.
So Imma just leave it at that. I mentally laughed at how stupid I sound.
