"I didn't know it was that fat.", she sarcastically respond while trying to turn around and look at her butt.
"Nor did I?", I mumbled. I thought she didn't hear me but I was proved wrong when she hopped over the counter trying to catch me.
I couldn't help but laugh as she tried to catch me but running track in high school gave me an advantage.
I was running past the door for a 4th time when it slung open and Nicki damn near lost her life before I was running straight to her. I was going to fast to stop so I just took a sharp left. I guess Rihanna wasn't paying attention because she literally ran into Nicki's small stature.
I ran over to go check on them, specifically Nicki because Rihanna was a giant compared to my baby.
"Really Rih, yo big Hakeem Olajuwon built ass," I laughed I turned to Nicki "you okay Babygirl?", I asked.
"Y'all mad childish yo.", she said in a thick New York accent.
"See you done made her mad, you gon fix it too.", I said.
"YALL SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO GET THE REST OF THAT STUFF BEFORE YALL GO TO BED HUNGRY!", she yelled.
Rihanna and I both knew that Nicki was hell when she was mad. Once that accent kicked in it was a done deal. She was gonna cuss you out, yell, possibly even hit.
Rihanna and I ran out to the Rolls Royce grabbing all the bags and cases of water bc we weren't coming back for more.
We managed to get in the house and put the stuff down. The smell of the food was already feeling the house and I honestly was ready to eat anything.
"Damn Nicki how much did you fucking spend?", asked Rihanna as she took out the counter full of groceries.
"200/300 dollars." I chocked on the bottle of water I had gotten to cool my hot body after getting the groceries.
"Bae how the fuck do you spend $300 on fucking groceries?", I asked in disbelief.
"Well keeping food in this house is kinda hard with you two fat asses.", she laughed. I sarcastically laughed and rolled my eyes.
"I know you're not talking about fat asses.", said Rihanna as she observed Nicki's body. I followed her glare and noticed the jeans she had on and how they stuck to her skin like glue.
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"Hey you two perverts can you please put the groceries.", said Nicki while snapping. I shook my head and began to put the different categories of food away.
Nicki and I were still at Rihanna's and I honestly didn't plan on leaving. I moved half of my clothes here and I even got two of my cars driven here, which is why Jay, Michelle, and Kelly were here.
"Beyoncé you know Cyn was pressed charges on you.", said Rihanna. I totally forgot about that chicken head bitch.
"Rihanna I don't give a shit if she stomped, kicked, or bitch slapped some charges, I can get that bitch killed in .5 seconds.", I said.
"You're a psychopath.", said Nicki.
"Whatever, that bitch keep playing she gon get on of my killas paid.", I said truthfully. I had just recruited three new assassins, two girls and one boy. They had potential and plus Melissa couldn't be the only one doing hits, especially since we started working with Nicki and Rihanna.
Now I wasn't gonna waste my new comers' time and training on a bitch like Cyn. I could get a crackhead for that bitch.
"Bey you're not killing anyone, you need to find a hobby or something because you gonna get put in jail with yo hothead ass.", said Nicki. She did have a point, I am a hothead and now that I have two girlfriends I could see people testing me.
"Okay what type of hobby?", I asked.
"Hell I don't know, what do you like doing?"
"Singing and money.", I said. I always did have the ability to sing, but things happened and I fell off. I still do sing from time to time when I'm in the shower or driving.
"You're kidding right?", laughed Rihanna.
"No asshole, when I was younger Kelly, Michelle, and my sister and I used to sing our asses off.", I said.
"Wait run that back turbo, you have a sister?", asked Nicki. I noticed then and there that I hadn't really spoken about Solange like that. I never identified her as my sister so they probably thought she was a friend.
"Ummm yeah.", I said.
"Well I'll be damned, so there is a person who is willing to deal with your shit.", laughed Rihanna.
"Fuck you, but yeah Solange is my little sister but I haven't really talked to her like that.", I said.
"Where does she live?", asked Nicki.
"Houston."
"Fly her out, we don't have to work for a while and I wanna meet her.", said Nicki while grabbing plates.
"Wait Solange and I haven't talked in years and I don't know how s—"
"Beyoncé she's your sister, now fly her out.", said Nicki sternly. Rihanna stuck her tongue out and teased me.
"Rihanna stop being an asshole.", said Nicki while putting food on the plates.
"Fine, but who wants to smoke?", asked Rihanna while a thick one out of her pocket. I swiftly took it out her hand and put it between my lips.
"Really, giraffe built ass." I smiled and lit it, pulling from it a good bit. I stepped in front of Rihanna and cupped her chin and she slightly opened her mouth so I could transfer the smoke to her mouth. The kiss after the kiss was heated but didn't last long because I needed to take a breath. My nose touched her's as I looked into her green pupils.
"Now that you got your attention stop acting like a jack ass.", I said in a husky voice before turning to Nicki and slapping her ass. Before she could shriek I rubbed the spot and began to kiss her neck.
I knew her spot was right below her right ear and I made sure to leave a passion mark that would be there for at least 2 weeks.
"Now is everyone satisfied?", I asked with a grin.
Nicki was trying to collect her thoughts and Rihanna was damn near drooling at the sight of Nicki and I's encounter.
"Imma take that as a yes.", I laughed. "Rih take Nicki to the table to recollect herself, I'll finish up in here.", I said.
Rihanna walked to Nicki and lead her to the dining room as I held the blunt between my lips and finished putting the food on the plates.
I really liked how our relationship was going as a whole. We learned to work around our personal insecurities and love each other. If one was down, two was there to pick them up. Rihanna had an oversized bed so sleeping together wasn't a problem.
I had put all my faith in that relationship and I wasn't gonna let it go any time soon.
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I know it isn't that long but I'm thinking of how I want this story to keep going.
I have an idea but I just need to get it together.
But I hoped you liked it, if not gimme feedback (good or bad).
