Ida wakes up in the middle of the night unable to sleep.
It's been two days since the party and every since knowing the police are out questioning everyone she couldn't sleep.
Of course she knew she did nothing wrong law wise but she betrayed her parents trust. She couldn't sleep knowing how disappointed they'll be with her the next day when she reveals the truth.
Walking out her room she decides to get a glass of warm milk. The cure for restless nights.
As she walks pass by her parents room she hears faint crying. Curious she stops to lean her ear on their door.
"I can't do this again!" She heard her mom sob her breathing irregular.
"I know this is scary-" Her mother replies apologetic.
"No! You don't get how traumatizing it was with the twins. I can't go through this shit again!!"
The sound of furniture being moved around overpowered all the yelling. "You should know that I would've never purposely put you in this position and it takes two Onika so stop blaming me like you ain't played ya part!"
Ida backs up from the door confused and shocked at the same time. At this point only two things were running through her mind.
Twins?
Is she pregnant??
She loses herself in thought but before she came back to her senses the door opens frightening both her and her mother at the same time.
Ida was still at loss for words. All she could do was look up at her mother teary eyed.
What are you doing up this late Ida, were you eavesdropping??" Her mother asked anger evident in her tone.
"What? No! I-I was just tryna get some milk but I heard crying an-"
"And you stopped to listen to something you had no business listening to, go back to bed" Her mother demands.
"I just wanted to make sure everything was ok..."
Rihanna sighs rubbing her neck, something she did when nervous. "Everything is fine Ida please go back to bed"
"But is mama ok?"
Her mother replied with a quickness sounding blunt and harsh "She's fine.."
Though her mother confirmed something wasn't sitting right with Ida.
"Can I talk to her?" Ida asked. Maybe they were arguing and it turned physical, although she hates to admit it she couldn't trust her mother's words at the moment.
Her mother looked at her, though it was dark they were still able to see each other. "Go to bed Ida, I'm not gonna ask again" Rihanna said harshly.
"Fine" Ida obeyed not wanting to upset her mother even more.
Rihanna's P.O.V
Once Ida left I went downstairs to get my pills.
Walking back in the room I find Nika laying in bed sniffling. I know she's not happy about the news but I'm not ready to lose another child, she needs to stop stressing.
She's already hormonal seeing as she almost hit me with a lamp not too long ago. I'm trying not to let my anger get the best of me. Until the baby's birth I'll be on this shit 24/7.
"Hurry up and turn the damn lights off" Nicki says sucking her teeth once she sees me enter the room.
I swallow one pill running it down with water. "Fuck it" I mutter to myself, taking a second pill.
"Rihanna" Not wanting to argue I turn off the lights and get in bed.
The next morning I wake up to Nicki's loud ass snoring. Because it's Sunday she's sleeping in.
Me on the other hand I have a busy day. First I have to go to the tattoo parlor with Mel, then I have an appointment with my doctor and then I'm meeting up with Wayne cause he said he has a huge offer deal waiting for me.
I don't even know what time I'll be home after all that but I have to get ready now.
"Babe" I say tapping on Nicki.
"Askwbsa" She says still asleep. Rolling over I grab my phone from the nightstand and check the time.
8:24 AM
I finish getting ready by 9:30, I'm the only early bird in this family meaning everyone is still fast asleep.
"Bye baby, I'll be back" I say kissing Nicki. She squirms mumbling in her sleep.
Melissa's P.O.V
"Alright so take a seat, remember to breathe and It'll all be over before you know it" The tattoo artist instructs.
"Ok" I say taking in a deep breath. "You got this Mel" Rihanna reassures hugging me from the back.
I cover my face with my hat so no one can tell if I was crying or not.
"Wait! On a scale of one go ten how bad does a wrist tattoo hurt?" I ask. "Oh god" Rihanna laughs.
"It depends on the person. For me it would be a four" Kyle the tattoo artist replies.
Imma need mine to be a zero. "You ready to start?" I nod not knowing how close the needle is to my wrist.
I'm assuming it's very close cause Rih tightens her grip reminding me to breathe.
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I take in a deep breath and exhale through my mouth repeating the cycle.
"So is this your first tattoo" Kyle asks beginning to pump the needles in and out of my skin.
I wince at the pain bitting my lip to hold back any cussing. "yeah" I reply my breath shaky.
I hear Rihanna chuckle "Stop laughing Rih this shit hurts AHHH FUCK!!" What the fuck man I swear this shit hurts like a ten.
"We're almost there breathe. You're doing well for your first time"
I nod not really wanting to converse while I'm in this much pain but I understand they do this to help distract clients.
