𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝟐 (𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

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𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 TWO- 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 FOUR

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I rest in the bedroom of my suite, rolling a blunt as Winnie cries. "Yes, but I didn't—I didn't expect you to flip, Winnie. She was panicked, she asked to stay the night so I let her stay on the couch for the night." I say, growing agitated. "You don't even understand why I'm mad! Beyoncé you invited her into the place where you and I sleep at night after all that she put you through. Do you not understand how terrible I feel every time I see her?"

"I don't see why you're acting like a bitch, Winona." I shrug and she chuckles. "You're the bitch, Beyoncé. You call me her name while we have sex, then you turn around and treat me like crap and compare me to her. 'Onika would have' it's hurting me!" She fusses toward me. "I told you I'm not someone who's going to let that slide, so until you can apologize, we're not talking! Until you mean it, we're done here." She says and I huff.

"Fuck you, Winnie. You're a manipulative ass bitch, lying like you had feelings for me because you wanted my fucking money. You enjoyed the life I gave you when I was locked up. You know how hard it was to adjust—and if I'm fucking you why do you give a damn whose name I call you!" I say and she sighs.

"I give a damn because you're still in love with her and you think I'm supposed to be her. When you speak to me and you realize that I'm Winnie, you talk to hurt me and I won't give you that advantage over my feelings. I love you and we'll talk later." She sighs as she stands, grabbing her things. I feel myself follow behind her, gripping onto her as she shoves me. "Touch me, and I'm calling the police." She points. "I fucking hate you." I say towards her as she grabs her things. "You're a bitch and who used me and pretends to care about me I fucking hate you Winnie. You're nothing without me. I chuckle, watching her tear up. "Crybaby ass bitch." I say in her ear. I watch as she grabs the remainder of her things as her cries intensify.

"Winnie you're not leaving me." I fuss towards her as I throw my ash tray at her. "Beyoncé!" She fusses as I grab her tightly by the arms. "I'm sorry—I'm sorry, Winnie. You're right and I love you, you're so right." I hold her and she sighs. "You always forget that I matter." She speaks through tears as I yawn. I just want to smoke. "Yeah, sorry. Why don't you clean up the room, then make sure we've got our outfits for tomorrow, and have the day to yourself?" I question as I hand her a card. "Go crazy." I kiss her forehead and she nods before putting her things away.