Chapter 13

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"Why is Genie's punk ass here?"

I made my way to the door and peeked out the peephole and there he was, standing with a present in hand and a smile on his face. He had grill in the top portion of his mouth and had a pimp ass hat on.

"I hope y'all are strapped."

"Always are." Joseph said.

"Y'all brought guns into my house?!"

"No, we got respect mami. They're in my car."

She rolled her eyes. All of her friends followed her upstairs, picking up bottles while their spouses stayed posted.

I opened the door a bit, holding the knob above my belly button. He could only see my face and the people behind me.

"What?"

"Oh! Lucifer! I figured you would be over here. We need to talk bitch, you've made some mistakes."

I knew the women were upstairs waiting and ready for when they had to attack. Onika was that kind of woman, she hung around nothing less.

"Call me a bitch again."

He knew how I got down, he knew he couldn't beat me so he tried to overpower me but it wasn't gonna work. He wanted me to stay in the streets but I was gonna get out or die trying.

He stepped in the house and as soon as Taylor was about to shoot him, I told him to put his gun down. I had to lie to my baby about the guns. They're safety precautions for shit like this. Plus Cavalli wouldn't have seen one at all.

"You got one of your wonders pregnant. You got that bitch- ahh fuck1' Taylor had shot him in his leg. He fell to the floor.

He took the words right out of my mouth. "Disrespect her again and you gon' die."

"You muthafuckas are making the worst decision of your lives if you kill me."

"What are you here for?"

"That bitch of yours thought she was gonna come to my house and disrespect me. It's time for her to go just like she wants me to. That little girl can go as well."

I stepped in. "Oh hell no. What you won't do is touch my daughter or her mother."

"What the fuck does it matter to you? You never gave a fuck about any children-"

"They weren't MY children. Again, you WILL NOT touch them. You'll die before you even try it."

"And you think I'm dumb enough to not bring backup?" He chuckled. "If I don't come out of here in thirty minutes, they'll shoot this bitch down."

I was stuck. Backed into a corner. I didn't want anyone in this house to lose their lives because I killed his bitch. I wanted to kill him so bad.

"No the fuck they're not. All of your men owe loyalty to Lu." Pretty Boy said and I furrowed my eyebrows. I didn't know that. "Regardless of what you say to them, Lucifer has them on a tight leash. You not the only one with connections nigga."

"You'll have to fucking kill me because I am going to kill that bitch and her stupid ass daughter."

I punched him in the face. I was only going to do it one time but I couldn't stop. I continued to punch his ass in the face and everywhere else I could reach. He just fucking disrespected my daughter and that's one person I refuse to let him talk about. Bitch ass nigga.

"Lu chill! You gon' kill the nigga!" Brandon yelled and I heard footsteps running down the stairs.

"Giselle stop punching him!"

"Nika move man, you don't know what happened." I cried out of anger.

"I do. Come on baby."

She was right in my ear and I suggest she move. Not wanting to put my hands on her intentionally or unintentionally, I stopped.

I could see the anger in her face the moment she saw Pretty Boy's gun. She focused on me, her eyes dark. "I want everybody out of my house. Every fucking body!"

Her friends ran downstairs and Meagan was about to swing on me. Nika grabbed her while shaking her head. "It's not worth it. I'm staying with Kelly tonight, I want y'all to come with me."

"The hell you are." I spoke up.

"And who the fuck gon' stop her?!" Meagan stepped to me.

"Me. Back up bitch, seriously. I'm not playin'."

"Get out! All y'all, get out my house please."

Everybody piled out of the house but I just sat on the stairs. She gon' leave? Cool. But my daughter not about to be here by herself.

"Bey come on, don't be difficult."

"Mama up there sleep, I'mma stay right where I'm at."

It was like she just gave up. She nodded, grabbed her stuff, and they all left.

I just ruined her birthday. Damn.

Onika

"There's a good in goodbye girl, the shit she's doing is not okay. You know that more than any of us do, you had to go through it."

"It's like, she got me hoping for the most but I'll always be prepared for the worst with her. It's like there's always a secret behind a door with her. She'll change but she won't talk to me. She thinks she can do this shit alone and when she ends up dead by herself or by another nigga's hands, I'm gonna be the one handling it. I'm tired of it."

"Then let it go!"

"I can't!" I cried in Gabby's arms. "She's not someone I can let go, not now, not anymore. My soul's connected to hers so if anything happens to her, I feel like it happens to me as well which is why I'm always on her ass or always in her corner. It isn't fair that I have to love her."

"Aww baby." They hugged me but I didn't know what I wanted to do.

I could see the change in Beyonce but it was just shit like this that made me want to give up on her. Yes I wanted her, yes my heart felt whole when I was with her, yes I felt like we would make it but the collateral damage thing was a lot. She couldn't promise me that Cavalli and I wouldn't get hurt. Me and her would have to move.

"What did she do that's making you want to be done with her?" Saiyr asked.

"For one, her entire life is dangerous for me and my daughter. Two, she lied to me and said they didn't have guns in my house and the moment I come downstairs, I see Pretty Boy with a gun and he didn't even leave the house."

"If you still want her, she has to get out of the life and she has to stop lying to you about some shit that she thinks is going to protect you because I know that's what she thought."

"Do you still want her?" Kelly asked. "I really like her."

"Hold on now." I lifted my head. "What you mean?"

"Girl I am married, I mean I like her like she's cool as a friend. But this isn't about me, I asked you a question."

"Of course I still want her. She 'basically' made me into the woman I am. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have Cavalli and I wouldn't be where I am right now. She gave me that drive. I love the fuck outta that woman, I just don't like the things she does."

"This shit is like..." Kelly wiped the small tears off of her face. "It's like a cute little love story."

"It'd be cute if I weren't going through this shit for real."

Manhattan, New York
Sunday, December 9
Onika

"Ms. Maraj, the people from the basketball agency are on line one." Skylar walked into my office and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Skylar did you knock?"

"Sorry ma'am-"

'Don't be sorry, be careful. The next time you open my door without knocking and permission, you're fired."

"Yes ma'am. What do I do about the call?"

"Send it in."

I answered the phone and I could hear someone on the other end, breathing. "Hello?"

"Hello Ms. Maraj? We've decided that we want your company to be the one that we endorse."

"Will the players be wearing the perfume? You know some of them have very fragile masculinity."

She chuckled. "Yes, they've all consented to wearing your scents. They're that good."

"Sounds good to me."

"Alright then. Just as a sweetener, we are giving you two tickets to the game."

"Thank you."

Those tickets would definitely be going to Kelly and Alex. I wasn't big on basketball but Kelly definitely was. Alex fell right behind Kelly, it was really cute.

I hung up the phone and gripped my chest when Cavalli bursted into my office with Beyonce behind her. Beyonce was carrying some cotton candy and a giant corn dog.

"I thought y'all went to the dentist."

"We did."

"So what's all this?"

"She made me get it for her." She sat on my lap and it took everything in me not to touch her. I just wanted to grab her dick. I'm mad at her though, she fucked up my birthday.

"How's she doing?"

"Her mouth is numb 'cause she would cry. She isn't able to talk." She said. I nodded as Cavalli climbed on the couch, laying on it.

"Beyonce, you ruined my birthday."

"I know, I'm sorry. I can fix it for you."

"How?"

"I'm out."
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Ooooh she's out. How do you think she got out?

Is Nika actually done with Bey?

Is Bey justified for lying to Nika about the guns or was it just reckless of her?

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