Drunk In Love(The 2nd Book)*complete*

Ch 53-Feeling Myself, & Roman

Nicki POV

Song>>

Yo B, They ready Let's go

[I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling my self, I'm feeling my, feeling myself(3x )]

I'm with some hood girl looking back at it

And a good girl in my tax bracket

Got a black car, let sax have it

These Chanel bags is a bad habit

I do balls, dal mavericks

My Maybach, black magnet bitch never left but I'm back at it

And I'm feeling myself jack rabbit

Feeling myself, back off

Feeling myself, jack off

Heard he thinks about me when he wacks off

Wacks off? Wax off national anthem hats off

Then I curve that nigga like a bad toss

Lemme get a number two with some Mac sauce

On the run tour with my mas-

<<song

The song got cut off and somebody was calling me.

I glance at the ID and Bæ pops up on the screen in the car. I press answer.

Phone conversation:

Me:ello

Bæ: Can you bring some tacos on ya way home?

Me: Ion get a 'hey babe' or 'imu' or nun like that, I see how it is

Bæ: Oh you know that's just Sasha(Sasha Fierce) being Sasha, hey nicki now go get me some food

Me:we'll damn. Alright

Phone convo over.

She just hung up on me TF?

I got the food and went inside. I brought it to every one then went to our room.

"Nick. I Know What you did. Roman is getting out of hand. This needs to stop. You can't be doing this around the kids."

"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY? NOW, IM ONLY GONNA SAY THIS ONCE MORE. AND YOU BETTER HEAR ME THE FUCK OUT... ANYWAY WHO EVER DOUBTS ROMAN OR WANTS HIM TO LEAVE... WILL GO DOWN IN A COFFIN. ROMAN IS HERE TO STAY. HOW BOUT YOU GO TO COUNSELING AND AND MAKE SASHA LEAVE."

"Babe quiet down your gonna wake the kids up. And, Sasha doesn't get out of control, like Roman does."

AUTHOR POV
"I DO NOT GET OUT OF CONTROL."Roman yelled.

"Uh yeah you do."

"NO I DO NOT. "Roman said getting closer to Beyoncé.

"Okay. fine. "

"No it's not fine you should've never brought it up."

Nicki and Bey get in the bed mad at each other. They face different directions.

Twelve minutes later

"Nicki I'm cold. Can we cuddle?"Bey asked, shaking from the air, even tho she had the comforter and top sheet covering her.

"I don't care. Go to sleep."Roman growled.

"I can't sleep."Bey starts to sniff. Her eyes started to we'll up in tears.

Roman turned to her. "Take yo cold, Sorry, crying ass to sleep. I'ma go in a different room if you don't shut the hell up.".

Sadly, Beyonce turned back around, so there backs could face each other's. She cried herself to sleep..