Her Wife And Kids

fourty eight

Nicki's P.O.V

"What's for breakfeast?" Ida questions once she's seated.

"Food" I reply with a sly smirk. She doesn't hear me as she looks down at her phone texting with a huge grin on her face.

"So when can I meet him?" I change the subject. "Huh?" She looks up. I swear she just picks and chooses what she wants to hear.

"I said when can I meet him?"

"I'm not discussing this again" She laughs locking her phone. "Whatever Ida, I don't know why you're so hostile about it" I sigh adding cheese to the scrambled eggs while its still hot.

"we're not even official yet so you're stressing over nothing" She playfully rolls her eyes.

"Well I would still lik-"

"Shhh" Ida shushes me just as we hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Paying it no mind Ida goes back to texting.

I'd expected it to be Zisel but to my surprise Rihanna walks into view with Nadine in her hand.

She put her on a white onsie that said Queen and a purple tutu. I don't remeber buying that outfit but it's cute.

As I'm glancing over her outfit I can't help but look at Rih who looks straight back at me.

I don't say anything as I turn back to my cooking.

"Mornin baby. You getting ready for school?" Rihanna asks. "Oh hey, when did you come back?" Ida replies looking up from her phone.

"Last night...I'm sorry I left without notice, something came up last minute" I roll my eyes.

"You ready? I'm driving you today" I
turn to Ida purposely interrupting Rihanna's lame excuse. The last thing I want to hear is her lie straight to my kids face.

"But I still have 20 minutes" She checks her phone. "It doesn't hurt to be a little early, plus your sister needs more diapers so we can go to the store first" She nods.

I grab my keys from the cabinet drawer. I can feel Rihanna's eyes piercing through my soul as I walk past her to grab my slippers.

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"Okay so you're mad" Rihanna walks in our room shortly after me.

"Not at all" I reply while looking for my favorite slides. "Well your actions are saying other"

"Well then I'm sorry to hear that" I stand up from looking under the bed.

"You and I both" Rihanna walks around so we're face to face. I notice how Nadine is no longer in her hands.

"I'm more upset if you really want to know" I cross my arms looking at her green eyes. "I'm trying to fix it but you're being stubborn"

"Wow...so you want to use reverse physcology on me now? It's crazy how you always find a way to blame everything on me Rihanna, I'm sick of it" I walk away from her slipping on a random pair of slippers along with a silky pink cardigan.

"How am I blaming you?" Rihanna questions following me around the room as I search for my purse.

"Onika I'm talking to you don't walk away from me!" She grabs my arm.

"I suggest you let me go Rihanna, I don't want to fight. Let me the bigger person by walking away and you can contribute by simple letting me go and not grabbing me so harshly like you done lost your damn mind" I say as calm as one can be in a frustrating situation like this.

"Ma you coming or not?!" Ida yells from downstairs. I raise a brow looking at Rihanna.

As if defeated she let's me go with a sigh.

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In the car ride with Ida and Nicki

Ida's P.O.V

"Why you so dry play some music" I lean forward switching through station to station until I found the one.

"Now this what I'm talking about" I smile as H.E.R's voice beams through the speakers.

"NO WE GET THIS MONEY SO I GUESS I CAN'T COMPLAIN!! WISH YOU WOULD JUST FOCUS ON ME!!" I sing to my best ability. "Ida please" my mom pleads as she turns ths music down.

"But you like this song" I turn it up a little cause she turned it down to the point where I can't hear anything.

"My head is pounding like crazy...listen through your phone or something " She turns a corner.

"Oh sorry" I frown. Why I got a feeling it's beyond a headach. "...You and mommy cool now?" I ask.

Even though I know she hates talking about their problems with us.

"We're fine, don't worry about us that's our job"

"Do you still love her?" I've been meaning to ask this question for the longest but was always too scared I was over stepping my bounderies.

"Of course I love your mother Ida, I never stopped loving her" My mom looks at me like I'd just asked the dumbest question.

"I'd hope so..."

When we get to the store it's pratically empty. Which makes sense since it's only 7:20.

"Alright diapers, diapers, diapers where's that?" My mom looks around as I go my own way looking at the new appliances.

Typically furniture since I want to remodle my room. I think it's time since I'm about to be 18 soon...I need a room the screams grown cause I'll no longer be a child in the states eye.

All that pink girly shit gots ta go.

As I'm roaming the aisle my eyes fall upon this beautiful figure of the eiffle tower.

I grab it. That's exactly the theme I want. Black and white with a hint of gold and paris the location.

After that I look for some advil for my mom before meeting her back at the children's aisle.

"You ready?" She asks. I nod with a smile. We get to the register and lay all our items down.

"What's that for?" My mom questions picking up the bottle of pills.

"You said your head hurts" I say in a duh tone.

She laughs leaving me confused. "Oh god, now I feel bad"

"Why?" I ask.

"Well, I guess I sorta kinda lied about the headach just so I didn't have to hear you sing or try to sing if we're being honest..."

I-

My jaw drops. "You're so mean!" I hear another person laugh behind us. I almost snap my neck as I give them an evil glare.

"Y'all some real life bullies" I say to both my mom and the woman behind us.

Confused as to who else I'm talking about my mom looks behind us. Her eyes widen once she sees this person.

"Oh.. wow, long time no see" My mom laughs awkwardly.

"For sure" The other woman smiles.

As we're bagging our things my mom introduces me. "Bey this is my daughter Ida, Ida this is Beyonce" We shake hands.

"Nice to meet you"

"Likewise, you're so pretty" I blurt. "Oh well thank you sweety, you have a nice smile just like your mother" She double compliments before turning to my mother with a wink as she stands there struggling to keep her composure.

Yup. This is definitely the Beyonce Zi told me about.

"We should head back, you don't want to keep your wife waiting and class starts in less then 10 minutes" I smile at my mom as she looks at me like I got two forheads.

I said what I said.

The woman clears her throat. "Well I don't want to keep you waiting then"

"You're no trouble Bey. It's was nice to see you" My mom hugs her with a huge smile plastered on her face.

That hug lasted a little too long for my liking.