Onika is a senior in college. She moved to Houston from Queens New York because of family issues. She has her first day of school. She grows to like her science teacher Ms. Knowles. Does Ms. Knowles like her back? What happens if she does?
When I opened the door I got so angry that you could probably see steam come from my ears.
"Onika? What are you doing here?" She asked. I looked her up and down. "What am I doing here- bitch what are you doing here?" I asked getting angrier by the second. "I- I came to see Bey." She stuttered.
Bey huffed. "Ms. Johnson, I. DO. NOT. WANT. YOU. Now how the FUCK did you get my address? Bitch you almost got shot." Bey said stepping in front of me. "Well I did some digging and found it in your files. I hope that's ok-"
"NO IT'S NOT OK!" Bey yelled cutting her off making her flinch. "Baby what's wrong-"
"I am NOT YOUR FUCKING BABY! YOU ARE WHAT'S WRONG! YOU ARE THE DAMN PROBLEM!" Bey screamed cutting her off again before taking a deep breath. "Look my girlfriend is in this house this very second. If you don't fucking leave she will pounce on you like a cat." She gritted while I cracked my knuckles.
"Yeah ok." She said letting herself in. I looked at her like she was crazy. "Oh you must've lost you muthafuckin mind." I mumbled quietly lookin at her wide eyed.
"Now Onika what are you doing here?" She asked. I laughed. "You really are a dumbass. Bey took me in. Or do I need to dumb it down? I... LIVEE... HERREE..." I teased. I heard Bey snicker. "Oh do you?" She asked. I scoffed. "Bitch look at what I'm wearing." I said going over my outfit.
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She looked me over before turning to Bey. "So you can just tell whoever your bitch of a girlfriend is to leave and we can get started." She said dropping her trench coat showing her red lingerie. "BITCH!" I yelled. She flinched. Bey looked at me saying "And my girl is about to pounce on you like a cat in 3... 2... 1..."
With that I tackled Ms. Johnson to the floor. I threw any punch I could to her face. "BITCH YOU DON'T EVER TRY SOME SHIT LIKE THIS! THAT'S WHY YO ASS FINNA DIE TODAY!" I screamed getting off her and throwing her into a wall.
"Wait you're Bey's girlfriend?" She asked coughing up blood. "Yep. SURPRISE MUTHA FUCKA!" I yelled in a deep voice throwing a hard punch to her face.
She fell to the floor and I put my foot on her neck and she grabbed my ankle trying to take off pressure. "Bitch you think that this shit is ok?" I asked her. She just looked up at me with fear in her eyes. "SPEAK BITCH!" I screamed putting more pressure on her neck. "No!" She yelled choking.
"I'm calling Tune." Bey said walking to the kitchen.
"What da hell going on he- ohhhh..." Shawn said walking down the stairs but stopping in his tracks when he saw me. "I heard yelling and a lot of shit breaking." He said finishing his journey down the steps. "Remember that Ms. Johnson I was telling you about?" Bey asked him walking back in the living room. Shawn nodded. "That's her right there. She went through my files and found my address." She said looking at us. "Damn that's some crazy shit. But how she get past Julius?" Shawn asked.
