"Beyoncé!"
"Mm?"
This girl. She just woke up and she's staring into space with her head resting in her hand. This is an every morning thing. She acts as if she's working a 9-5 mowing lawns.
Me on the other hand being super tired from working cases all night. I actually have to go to the firm this morning to turn in some things to Ms.Hicks. I've graduated college and all so there's some stuff she needs now. It'll be quick but I still have errands to run. Get stuff for around the house.
I've got Bey learning to cook and stuff, so I feel like i'm accomplishing something really important. Since everyone feels like she can't do it. I got my baby, she'll be proving them wrong. I'm really making her do it because i'm still kind of upset. She's gonna be learning to do a whole lot fucking with me.
Beyonce has officially made it to the middle of me. I'm not really happy with her but I can never be super mad at her either. So she gets what I give whenever I give it.
"Get the fuck up before I push you off the chair my nigga."
"Mcht, who you talking to?" She stood up while wiping her face. Better not start that shit because i'll really go back and forth with her today. I have the energy. "Don't start with me Tanya. I'm tired as fuck."
"I don't care. Get my baby so I can get ready to go. You know she's gonna cry."
"Bruhhh."
"Youn wanna take care of your child or something? Cause I can get somebody else to do it."
"Bruh shut the fuck up. Imma take care of my child so chill out with all that. You been being real petty and childish, you better fucking be cool."
"Stop talking so much shit. Get her. Now." I handed her over and walked away. Now I have to get ready to go. This is not the morning. I'll air all this shit out.
"Yo, you doing too much shorty."
"Shut up." I went inside the closet to find my sweat suit. It's getting so cold outside, that's how I know my birthday coming up. Not being pregnant for my birthday is the best thing ever. I'm about to turn the fuck up.
After I found my suit, I decided to wear the tennis shoes I bought but never wore. There's so many shoes in here that i've yet to touch. It's insane. I need to give them away to Ming. Real bad.
My phone started ringing and walked out to get it. Bey had already answered and I mugged her. She don't see me answering her phone when that girl call about that baby. Because i'm not bitter. Plus she said it has nothing to do with me so i'm gonna stick with that. She better not ask me for any type of help nor advice.
"What you calling her for?"
I watched her talk without even wondering who it is. They must be somebody close because they're calling my number this early.
"You a little too beefed up homie. She ain't helping you with shit."
This girl.
"Gimme my phone." I snatched it off her ear and walked away. "Hello?"
"Hey Nic...it's Trey."
"Oh....wassup?" I started going downstairs to the kitchen. Confused on why he's calling me, but ok. Haven't spoke to him since before I had Gisé. Way before. She'll be one in a little bit.
"So....I know you're a lawyer and stuff..I'm in some shit and need the best."
"Ok....What type of shit Trey? That'll determine a whole lot. I'm not doing a lot for you."
"That's understandable. I need you. It's not outrageous but it's....it's bad."
I rolled my eyes and sat on the counter. He's yet to say what it is. I'm about to hang up.
"Please tell me what it is Trey."
"It's really dumb but like-"
"Trey!"
"Alright...It's a domestic violence case."
I just shook my head. What in the fuck? Not even that surprised though.
"Who ass did you beat?"
"I only did it cause she was hitting me. You know i'm not even like that."
"I hear you..." I looked around and saw Bey walking in the kitchen. She didn't look happy but I really don't care. I'm not focused on her right now, she's been annoying me all morning. "So let's talk prices."
"Oh I gotchu on that. I just wanted to put it in your head. I'm finna take care of something and we can talk about this later."
"How you gon give me the rules? Nigga i'm the lawyer." I chuckled and started pulling the strings on my shorts. I'm supposed to be getting ready to go. Damn.
"Well my bad lil girl. What else you wanna know? Anything I need to do?"
"Nah i'm just fucking with you.....What you been up to? It's been a minute." I looked up at Bey as she stood in front of me. My first instinct was to wrap my legs around her. She started rubbing my inner thighs while staring at me.
"Shiiitt. Getting back on my feet really. It's been cool though. I'm back where I was before."
"That's great...I'm sorry for what happened again."
Bey punched my thigh and I grabbed her arm. She's doing too much.
"Hang up Onika."
"Ouch! Bey ok." I grabbed her fist when she was about to hit again. Jesus.
"Trey i'll call you back."
"Everything good?"
"Yes- bye Trey. Beyoncé please."
"What he want?"
"A lawyer."
"You not doing it."
"Why not- Stop!" She kept trying to grab me but I was swatting her hand away each time. Damn. I got off the counter and stared at her. "You do too much!" I punched her and ran. Of course she started chasing me.
I'm not in the mood to play with her ass. She need to leave me the fuck alone.
"Stop playing! Where my baby at?" I pushed her back. Damn I can't even keep running like that. Need to chill out for real. She picked me up by my waist and walked upstairs. This girl always finding a way to make things on the good side. I'm still mad at her. "Ok now put me down and get my baby so I can go."
"Gimme kiss."
"I'm not giving you shit. Get off of me." I made her let me go and started to put my clothes on. I'm so late, I should've been gone. Fucking with her and Trey ass.
Once I was dressed I started to grab my stuff. This should be a quick meeting, then I have to go grocery shopping. I should be making Bey do it, but I rather her watch Gisé. It's been a minute since I've been out the house for real, I need to move around some. I've been feeling like an at home mom that doesn't do shit. Couldn't be me.
"Man at least give me a fucking kiss goodbye."
"No Beyoncé. Where my baby?"
"Don't worry about it, she good. Give me my kiss. Now. I'm not playing with you."
I walked towards her and gave her quick kiss. She did the most and pulled me into her to deepen it while grabbing my neck. I'm not even horny but I bet she is. Just chasing me probably turned her on. Freak.
"Alright let me go. I should've been gone. Fucking with you made me late."
"Nah fucking with that bitch on the phone made you late. Gon on before I get mad."
"Bye Bubbi, I love you. I wanna take a nap together when I get back. Please?"
"We can do whatever you want love. Now hurry and go so it can move quicker."
She mushed my shoulder and I looked at her funny. No she not trynna rush me out.
"Don't have no bitches here. Especially in my room on my bed. If you wanna smoke with a bitch, go somewhere else. Undastand?"
I pointed in her face and she bit her lip at me.
"Shut the fuck up cause that's not gone happen. Talk in your accent again."
Hell no. She acts like my accent is so damn magical. I actually hate it. Being bullied for something can ruin the whole thing. When Robyn and I came down here, we were getting bullied for the same things at different schools.
We couldn't really help each other because well, different schools. But I was the one taking up for myself even though it hurt my feelings. They weren't about to dry fuck with me and get away with it.
Because Robyn is so sensitive, I couldn't protect her at her school. It got to the point where I would have them meet me at parks and shit. Everybody knows that Robyn is my baby. I'm gonna do everything in my power to make sure she's protected and happy. They made sure I was happy and safe, so i'll do the same for them.
Her family didn't have to take me in when they moved from the islands. I could've been left there. But they decided that I deserved it as well. And i'll love them forever because of that.
Now there's still some words that I can't say without my accent, so I avoid them. Understand being one of them. It's hard. So I rarely say it. And when I do, I try to get it out fast so Bey won't notice.
"Bye Bubbi. I'll see you later. Seriously, let me go. I'm sure Ms.Hicks is wondering where I am." I turned quickly and headed downstairs to the door. As soon as I opened it I heard cries. No no no.
I just kept going. It broke my heart to leave my baby while she's crying but I have to get used to that. She does it every time I leave the house. No matter where i'm going. It can be to check the mail, she's gonna scream until she sees me. Then that results to her pulling her fucking hair! I'm so out of my mind about that. It gives me anxiety. I already have had nerves to the point that I bite my nails.
That's why I keep them done so I can't bite them off.
I got in my car and sped off towards the firm. This should be fast.
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"Thank you Ms.Hicks, i'll see you later." I walked out of her office with a huge frown. Trey ass already has his case all over. I'm thinking it's on the low and it'll be a simple thing, no. This shit is major. And turns out, Ms.Hicks already had it together for me. I wonder if he knows that.
I pulled out my phone and went to the most recent unsaved number before dialing it. The phone barely rung before he picked it up. Damn.
"Hey Nic."
"Trey, what the fuck?"
"What?" He sounded like he was in a panic and moving around.
"This case is everywhere. Nigga my boss just presented it to me and said I was best for it. What the fuck happened and tell me the truth. I can't help you if you don't at least tell me that."
"Damn man. The bitch is fucking crazy. It's insane. So I been with her for a minute. While I was messing around with you, I was messing around with her. Thing is, I only messed with her because I knew she fucked with your girl.
That went on for a little bit and she started saying she was pregnant. I left her alone because I felt like the fucking baby wasn't mine. Mind you, this like two three years ago. I don't even know if that baby is mines, because she most definitely was pregnant. Anyways, I stopped fucking with her and recently she popped up out of nowhere.
Said the baby was mine and I needed to get the shit together. So you know me, if the baby is mines i'm gonna take care of it. I'm not a deadbeat."
"You know you killed my first baby. But ok, continue."
"Onika im sorry for that alright? I was young and-"
"Just continue your story. I'm sorry I even brought it up." I sat in the car and just leaned back a little. I'm not moving, I need to hear this shit clearly.
"Alright......so now i'm taking care of a kid that she said is mine. The little one look like me a little bit and everything. But at the same time......the little nigga look like your girl."
My face scrunched and I mugged so hard. He can't be talking about the same girl that was inside my home.
"Wait......how she look?"
"A little light skin, curly hair, hazel eyes."
"Oh my gosh, ok continue."
This is some stupid shit.
"So i'm started to see some of your girl in the kid, so i'm second guessing. On top of that, I see she was texting your girl one day about the baby being hers. So i'm confused at this point like damn, who's baby is it? Me being me, I ask her. I'm like 'So is the baby mine or hers?' She get all defensive like, 'I told you it was yours so why you questioning me!?' Yelling and shit.
We having a yelling match or whatever, then this dummy smash her phone. Don't know why she did the shit, but she did. Then she started hitting on me. I ain't hit her back at first, I was taking it. But you know my soft spot...and she hit me right there.
I took that, letting it slide the first time. All I did was cover the area. Then she pushed me so hard I hit the fucking floor. Now I feel like a pussy. So I got up and put her in a bear hug. The dumb bitch head butted me. So I pushed her down and start beating her ass. I couldn't hold that shit in no more. Had a fat ass knot on my head.
Crazy thing is, I was just as beat up as she was. But you know they went with the light skin, white passing ass woman."
I groaned and whined a little. This is so fucking major. He could get some time depending on what this girl says in court. No telling what story she done made up or what lawyer she got lying for her. One thing about Trey, he's gonna tell the truth. Lying is pointless to him so I know this is the right shit.
"Alright. I'll get back to you and we can discuss the plea agreement and all that. Bye Trey, thank you for telling the truth."
"It's cool. Thank you for taking this case Nic. I trust you and I love you."
"I got love for you too, bye bye." I hung and fought the air. How the fuck am I gonna help this nigga?
I got some serious work to do.