Improprieties

11 Atlantic Regional Part 5: Coding, Codein

"Man that is a blessing." Bey sighed in contentment .

"Oh yeah ," Bey said letting me know she was about o change the subject.

"Guess who I ran into today." Bey gave me a knowing look.

"Who ?" I ask.

"Cardi." Bey responds, then rolls her eyes.

My attitude instantly changed. I hadn't seen Cardi since the day I beat her ass. But the one  day me and my girl not together, they "run into" each other. Nah something not sitting right.

Cardi will be 12 feet under before she even think about touching my wife .

"Where and what was said ?" I say with a clear change of attitude .

Bey gulped and bit at her lip. Letting me know she was nervous.

"Giselle." I say into my phone.

"Well, I was at sweet frog getting some frozen Yogurt and she was there." Bey pauses showing her nervous face again.

Something told me I wasn't going to like what she had to say.

"Spit it out Beyoncé." I was now irritated as fuck.

"I-I was just fixing my yogurt, minding my business. Then I felt something grab my ass-"

Before she could finish I was hopping out of my seat. I'm finna kill this bitch.

I felt Onika slipping away and Roman starting to surface.

"What the fuck you mean she grabbed your ass?" I was now pacing the floor.

"S-she walked up behind me a-and grabbed my ass. She honestly scared the hell out of me. And when it finally registered I smacked her and put her in her place. " I nodded my head at Beyoncé's words.

"That bitch is done for. I'll be home in a few hours I love you, Bye." I hung up the phone before she could respond.

Beyonce' Giselle Knowles
June 13th, 2018
Atlanta, Georgia

Nic left early this morning to go run some errands at her trap house.

We had been staying at Rih and Lo's house for almost a week now. And although I was enjoying it I really missed my California king bed. And waking around naked.

Lo, Rih, and baby Zani has all left out to go grocery shopping . They asked me to come but, I decided I'd stay here and get some me time in.

But now I was starting to regret it. I'm bored as hell sitting in this house. I needed some form of entertainment.

I had texted my my wife earlier who had yet to text me back. I knew she would once she got around to it. That's why I wasn't freaking out.

I guess I'll go treat myself then.

I wanted something sweet. I think sweet frogs would definitely do the trick. For one it's hot as hell outside. That's one thing about ATL, that Summer heat is scorching.