Stolen from me

Open eyes

"She umm.... Could be better" she said trying to sound positive I chuckled sadly and shook my head

"I didn't mean for it to go the way mama I really didn't" I said on the verge of tears I been feeling like shit since yesterday thinking about it

"I know you didn't baby you just had a breaking point and it's not all your fault she said some things too" i sighed shaking my head thinking about my words to her

"Maybe you should come over so y'all can talk"

"Mama that child hates me she doesn't want to see more and definitely doesn't want to talk to me"

"Beyoncé this has to stop enough it enough if I tell you to do something you do it why because your my child and you have respect for me it should be the same way with this child and your grown. Do you want it to be like this forever?" I bite my lip nervously and shook my head as if she could see me

"No" I replied lowly

"No, you don't earn respect from a child you demand it never let nobody walk all over. No get over here and talk to her if she acts up out your damn foot down" i knew she want playing because her base and her words she never curses for real not even the simplest ones so her saying that made me know it wasn't a joke.

"Ok mama I'm on my way I just have to get blue ready" I said getting out of bed

"Ok I'll see you when you get here"

"Ok" I hung up and huffed going to my bathroom to get cleaned up. Hope this goes well.

Amariana
10:15

I was sitting in the guest room of Ms. Tina's house painting she brought me some paint supplies to help me distract for what happened yesterday. I haven't been really talking to anyone except for Solange.

"Hey kid" I heard I turns around and saw solo at the door leaning on the frame with a mug of coffe I'm guessing I smiled before replying

"Hi" she stood up straight walking to the dresser sitting her mug down before sitting on the bed

"Come talk to me" i noded my head and sat my paint brush down standing from the stool to sit next to her. I looked at her and she looked back at me it was complete silence and she broke into a smile

"You look just like bey" I looked down rolling my eyes. She cleared her throat and I looked back up

"What going on?" I looked at her confused scrunching my face

"What do you mean?" She chuckled raised her eyebrows

"Come on Amariana you know what I mean. This behavior I mean the attitude the back talking trying to run away what's going on up here" she said pouting to my head

"I don't know" I looked down playing with my fingers

"You don't know?" I huffed and look back in her eyes

"I just can't get used to it I guess it's hard to believe my mom did what she did I wouldn't have thought of it she loved me too much like I was hers and I don't know" she hummed nodding her head in understanding

"Well I get it's confusing but Beyoncé didn't cry 11 years for her baby to come back and like the devil towards her I have to say your not being fair" i scrunched up my face and looked at her tilting my head.

"How am I not being fair?"

"Come one Amariana you have a relationship with everyone and talk to everyone except Beyoncé and she is the one who cried for you I would honestly say fuck our relationship and build one with her" i rolled my eyes at her dramatics of the last part. I mean what I'm just supposed to act like this is what I'm ant when I know it's not.