Her Wife And Kids

ғorтy four

Beyonce's P.O.V

I just left my parents house after a few days of staying there. The drive back home is long so I decided to stop by the closest convenience store.

"9.25" The cashier smiled bagging my food. I smile back respectfully handing him a full 20.

"Oh miss you forgot something" He calls out as I attempt to leave.

"I did?" I search through my bag for any forgotten item while approaching the register.

"You're change" The chashier laughs holding it out for me to take. "Oh no baby you keep that. I see you're saving for college" I say glancing at his mason jar that read college fund.

"Thank you miss I really appreciate it" He smiles. "My pleasure. You make sure you work hard okay? Keep up the good work" I tell the young man.

He nods placing the money in the quarter filled jar. "You're the Principal of a middle school right?" He questions.

"Yeah how'd you know?"

"I noticed your card ID Beyonce Knowles. My cousin goes to your school, his name is Justin" I frown as I think.

"I don't blame you if you can't remember, it must be hard trying to memorize all the names of your students" He looks at me assuringly.

"Not at all, at least not for me. Just give me a last name cause only one Justin is running through my head"

"Justin Reddy" I swallow dryly. "Oh wow. Yeah I definitely know Justin Reddy. You're his cousin? What a small world" I laugh nervously trying to be as polite possible.

He looks smug as if he'd caught me in a lie. "He gives you a hard time doesn't he?"

"Well...he has his days but overall he is a good student" That's half the truth.

If we're being honest he's a true pain in the ass. He shows me little to no respect and gets into fights for the dumbest reasons. He got a smart ass mouth too for his age.

I'd be lucky of he's not called into my office one in the five days of school.

Good lord. I huff. The cashier throws his head back as he laughs abruptly.

Oh shit. Did I say that out loud?!

Embarrassed I put my head down. Just as I look away from him the door jingles indicating that someone had just walked in.

"Nigga I already told you I'm not releasing it, you tryna get me caught!" The door slams as the two women walk in.

Please tell me that's not who I think it is!!

I'm almost positive Nicki's wife has short hair. I can't tell whether it's her or not but that tattoo is throwing me off.

If it's her why is she so loud everywhere she goes. I look away turning my attention back to Justin's cousin.

I can't make up the words he's saying as he speaks. My mind is completely fogged.

From the back of my head I feel two pair of eyes fixed on me.

"Let me get a pack Rahul" A voice who I'm positive is Rihanna's spoke interrupting our conversation as she harshly brushed my shoulders walking towards the cashier.

Not wanting to make a scene in front of Rahul I simply walk away dismissing her actions.

When I get to my car I lightly throw my bag in the seat adjacent to mine not before placing the liquor I bought in the cup holder saving it from breaking and spilling on my brand new 2018 matt black Tesla.

Just as I'm about to get seated I feel a voice whisper "You lucky you still alive" In my ear causing all the blood in my system to run cold.

With a quickness I snap my head back. Rihanna peers at me fire in her eyes.

"Are you threatening me?" I look at her crazy. She smirks "I don't know...am I?" She replies standing a little too close for my liking.

"One thing about me Beyonce is no matter what I'll always Blood. Bloods don't let shit slide" She flashes her gun tucked away in her pants.

"Give a good reason why I shouldn't shoot you. Cause I'm all out" She grits pressing the head of the gun on my stomach.

I tense not knowing what to say. "You ain't got nun to say now huh? Nicki ain't here, she can't save you this time. Even if she was here I'll still shoot you" Though her eyes project many rays of brown and green it's all black when you really look into her.

A pitch black hollow tunnel that makes you feel detached from your body and one with the darkness. The only time you feel self is when you speak, the echo of your voice bouncing back making you desperate in hopes of not being alone in the dark and lonely tunnel.

I'm pulled out my trance when I hear the sound of her loading the gun.

She won't.

I say letting my ego get the best of me. If anything I was helping Nicki. Being there for her and helping her cope with the hardships of being married to a psychopath.

"You're pathetic. Do you even love her or do you just love the thought of having her" She's deep in thought before shaking it off with a mean growl.

"Why the fuck do you think I married her. Of course I love her!" She yells the alcohol present in her breathe.

"You didn't marry Nicki, you married the fascination of having her, the power it gives you. You only want the "love" for you're selfish reasons she's your tool to trap and manipulate. Cause if you really loved her you wouldn't ever want to see her pain. You wouldn't call her out her name, you wouldn't abuse her and you certainly wouldn't threaten to take her kids away" Her jaws clench then unclench as she flares her nostrils.

"Rih come on it's not worth it" Her friend pulls her away the whole time her hollow gaze never once leaving me. "Enjoy it while it lasts" Oddly her whole demeanor shifts within a second as she smiles with a wink.

This woman really is tapped...