Onika's POV.
NewYork City.
"Peek-A-boo" Paris laughs kicking her little feet up and down. I started tickling her and she giggled rolling side to side.
"Here" Rihanna says passing me the baby bag.
I placed the bag on my shoulder then took up Paris holding her in my arm bouncing her.
"I love you" Rihanna says kissing Paris's head.
"Say goodbye to mama" I say still bouncing her.
She rested her head on my shoulder sucking her pacifier.
Rihanna fake pouted making Paris spit out her pacifier giggling.
"I'll be back tomorrow" I say and she nodded following me downstairs.
...........
"Blue stop hitting your brother" I semi yelled at my 6 months old child.
Sayinté started crying and I sighed knowing the crying was going to wake Paris up.
"You guys are sleepy" I said before taking them up.
I felt my phone vibrate next to me and I picked it up seeing Beyoncé was trying to FaceTime.
"Your hands are full" she chuckled.
I roll my eyes showing Blue and Sayinté their mother through the phone.
"Ahh sgjduyvfj " Blue gibber touching the screen.
"Hey bubs" Bey says playfully putting her nose to the screen and blue started hitting my phone repeatedly.
"Why Sayinté looks so sad?" She asks
"Blue kept hitting him" I say and I don't know if blue knew I snitched on her but she gently slapped the side of my face.
Beyoncé laugh aloud like some shit was funny. "That's your child alright" She chuckle out.
I felt Sayinté pulling on my ear making me turn to him I raise an eyebrow smelling a foul scent.
I groan scrunching my face up "I hate doing this shit man"
"He pooped ?" Bey ask and I nodded, Beyoncé usually take care of these stuffs.
"Go and change him Onika" She sternly said.
I smack my lips rolling my eyes "gO aNd ChAnGe HiM oNiKa" I say mocking her.
"So childish" She roll her eyes.
"I know you are but what am I?" I ask with a raise eyebrow.
"Can you act like you're 19?"
"You gon give me some cookie if I do?" I smirk and her eyes nearly pop out of her head.
"Onika! Stop speaking those foul languages in front of my children!" She shouted.
"What foul language? I meant cookie as in chocolate and chips cookie" I lied chuckling.
"Right"
"They can't even understand anyways"
"You're free today huh?" She asks and I smile this was the first civilize conversation we've had since our break up.
"Yes, why you think I asked for the twins ?"
She shrug her shoulders "Because you wanted to give me a break?" She asks.
I admire everything about Beyoncé especially her parenting I don't know how she gets it done, being at the top of the world while having children not one but two, I admire her hustling and honestly she's the strongest woman I know besides my mother.
