Nicki• Bar
Over these past few weeks I've been at the bar drinking my life away, finding any type of stress reliever that I could. Beyoncé eventually went back to Shawn like I had a feeling she would. She found it in herself to completely friend zone me at all times.
I was hurt.
I was defeated.
I was angry.
I felt betrayed.
How could I feel these things if that's what I told her to do? This has got to be the only time where I have ever regretted saying anything that came from my mouth "Go back and claim your family" and she did just that.
I felt a tap on my shoulder as I downed my fourth shot of Hennessy and as if on cue Beyoncé sat down beside me and her dude on her right side. "Oh hey Onika." She spoke smoothly.
I gave her a slight head nod confused as to why she was at a bar pregnant. The thing is she didn't know that I felt resentment towards her I couldn't let her see it or she would use it against me.
"Hey Beyoncé, how are you?" I asked her as I asked the bartender for a few more shots.
"I'm fine and trust me I'm not drinking anything Shawn's friend guys and my friends are having a night out." I rolled my eyes.
What kind of shit boyfriend let's their pregnant girlfriend go to the bar.
"You here by yourself?" She asked me as she searched for anybody that could be my friend.
I nodded my head yes feeling my anger slowly rise as I watched his hand rest on her thigh. He didn't deserve that good pussy with his jumbo ass lips.
"I'll catch you another time Bey." I got up leaving some money for the bartender telling him to keep the change.
Her belly bump had gotten bigger and her body was getting thick in all the right places. The henny I was on was making it hard to control the river in my panties.
As I stumbled to my car I pulled out my phone to call Rih and let her know that I was coming over.
Rih's House•Nicki
"Bring ya fine ass to the door." I slurred on FaceTime with Rihanna as I stood at her door waiting for her to open it.
She hung up the phone as she opened the door in a silk robe with a messy bun. "Bring your drunk ass in here." She mimicked my voice and grabbed my hand leading me to her living room.
"What did I tell you about drunk driving Onika." She fussed at me as she stripped me of my outerwear that probably reeked of alcohol.
I was a sweaty mess. "I t-told you I was fine ba-aby." I slurred letting her lead me into her bathroom. She was going to force me into a cold shower and make me go to sleep, she always treats me like this when I'm drunk.
After I got all cleaned up and in some fresh clothes I stretched out across her bed waiting for her to bring me something to eat.
"Eat." She laid a plate of food beside me and removed her robe.
As I ate my food my mind began to wonder as me and Bey's interaction at the bar replayed in my head. She just seemed so uptight something was off about her this time around.
"I'm finished." I pushed my plate towards Rih as I laid back down.
After she took my plate downstairs moments later she came back and sat on my lap. "Talk to me Nika." She caressed my cheeks softly with her thumbs.
