Chapter 34

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Onika

Brandon stared at Bey with his eyes narrowed before he tried to run up in the house.

"What you doing playboy?" Pretty Boy stood in front of him, holding him by his arms so he wouldn't get in the house. "Why you acting like you finna be let in this bitch for real?"

"Nah, let him up in here. Show him exactly what he been missing out on." Bey said, she rolled up her sleeves.

"Y'all not fighting in my house."

"Yeah, none of y'all are touching my man." Meagan said.

Jada, Bey, and I gave her a look with our noses turned up.

"I'm not your man, I broke up with you. Will why you in here crying like a bitch?"

"Don't talk to him nigga. How the hell are you here?"

"What you mean how? You thought you killed me? Wrong. Kaylin wasn't about to let me die."

"Killed?" Jada asked, she looked at Bey but Bey just ignored her. I could see the anger all in my baby's face. I was angry with her too but I'm definitely not gonna show her that right now.

This was not the time for any of this.

"I don't know what you came here for but ain't no way in hell you leaving without a fight." She looked at me as soon as she got finished saying it. I knew what the look meant and then, I knew there was no way I could take her out of this when she'd been it it for so long. I couldn't take Beyoncé out the streets.

"What fight?" Gabbie asked.

"The one y'all not about to be here to see. Get ou-"

"Nah ain't nobody leavin'. You got mad people over here, they gon' see the real you."

"Look ni-"

"Momma!" Cavalli ran in the house, between Brandon's legs just to hug Bey's. Her baseball bag dropped to the floor when she did. "My feet hurt."

"Why?" Bey picked her and her bag up and they went upstairs, talking like there was nothing wrong with the situation. I wanted to follow behind them badly but I also needed these people out of my house.

"I wanna know what the hell is going on. Brandon, you just left me so why the hell are you back?"

"Did you not just here me? I'm not here for you bitch-"

"Stop cursing in my house."

"You think somebody about to respect yo small ass? Move around."

"In this house, yes you are going to respect her. I know what you came here for boy but you not finna do none of this in my house, in my home. We can take it outside." Bey said, coming back into the living room, this time without Cavalli.

"We ain't taking shit outside."

Pretty Boy put his hands on Brandon's shoulders. "You can take this shit outside by yourself or I can do it for you. You don't have a fucking choice in the matter." Pretty Boy pushed Brandon out the door hard and Brandon fell on the porch outside.

"Oh shit." Meagan said, looking around Bey's body. Beyoncé looked at her and slammed the door shut, looking straight at Meagan.

All of us ran to the window to see just what the hell was going on. I had many questions. What is with this Beyoncé wanting to kill him? What exactly did he do? And why don't I know about it?! How this nigga just rise from the grave huh? How that work?

"Look girl! Pay attention!" Gabrielle got my attention, making me look out the window.

"I'm going out there. They doing too much and if she get hit, we got a problem." I said once punches started getting thrown around.

"You not going out there, you're pregnant... and little. Go see what Cavalli's doing."

"Gabbie, this is my house." I reminded her.

"You're stubborn. She gon be fine. Come on."

Why is Gabbie acting like she knows Beyoncé and knows her past? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!

I went upstairs to Cavalli's room and she was sitting on the floor in different clothes, doing her homework.

I didn't know what would happen so I called Joseph once I made sure that Cavalli was okay. Looking out from the upstairs window, I could see them still fighting.

"Wassup sis, that nigga Brandon still over there?"

"Yes and Beyonce isn't letting me help her out. I can see them outside fighting."

"Are you scared?" He asked. I could hear him getting up and moving around. "Nika, are you scared?"

"A little bit, yes."

"I'mma be over there."

"No, you don't need to protect me. I need you to take Cavalli somewhere until things cool down. I don't want my daughter around this.  I'm going out there. Come through the back."

"Alright, I'm on my way."

I jogged down the stairs and told Gabbie to go upstairs and wait for Joseph. As soon as I opened the door, Will shut it closed.

"Beyonce said no so you're not going out there. She's fine."

"No she's not! She-"

"It's two against one and Taylor is not going to let Brandon touch her. You're pregnant, you're not going out there."

I was so worried about what was happening and I couldn't even look, I wouldn't allow myself to. My leg was shaking so fast, I almost knocked the shit off of the table. I jumped up when my phone dinged. It was just Joseph telling me that the two of them were gone.

Beyonce and Taylor walked back in the house and they both looked fucked up. Beyonce's hair was everywhere and her clothes were torn but her breathing was steady and she had a smile on her face. Speaking of it, she had a small scar below her eye. She was bleeding from it and I cried just looking at her.

I jumped up and walked around everything and everybody to get to her. "Baby... Your face."

"My face is fine. Where's my baby?"

"With Joseph. Your face."

"Onika, we can talk about it later."

"No, now. Everybody get out of my house." I mumbled but they could hear me and my sternness. They followed my orders but Bey made sure that Taylor stayed. They closed the door behind themselves.

"Tay, make sure we're secured and safe. If that fool has the balls to come back here, kill him."

"I don't pack anymore." He said. Beyonce gave him a look and they both started laughing. "I got you."

"Come on beautiful."

"We need to talk abo-"

"I know, come on."

She followed me up the stairs and shut our door behind the both of us. "Why you crying?"

"Beyonce look at you! You've got a scar under your eye that's bleeding profusely and that may need stitches. Your clothes are torn up and you're back to the streets. It's bad."

"It's a business baby. Whenever things happen, I need to tend to them. I do this for my family's safety. I couldn't save Nana but I can save you, I can save my daughter, and I can save my son. Let me do that."

"Not if this is how it ends up. If you have to do this every night and have your pretty face all fucked up, I don't want it."

"I'm not doing this every ni-"

"Why did you attempt to kill Brandon? What was he doing?" I asked.

She went into the bathroom. When she came out, she handed me a royal purple washcloth. I knew it had something on it. "Do this for me?"

"Sit down."

She did and I straddled her lap, dabbing at the scar. "Answer my question Giselle."

"Brandon had a double life with your ex that no one knew about, well none of you knew about. Him and Kaylin were the best of friends, thinking they could take me and my empire down. I took out Kaylin but couldn't find him so I went searching. This is when he disappeared. After I found him, I thought I killed him. I got sloppy when you and Cavalli FaceTimed me. I couldn't let you two wait so I shot and answered but apparently, he made it."

"This can't keep happening. I thought your loose ends were all tied up already. What happened?"

"He didn't die. That's what happened and all my loose ends are tied up already."

"You let him go."

"Because I knew damn well your friends were watching me. If I would have killed him, what would your friends have said or done? I can't trust them. Especially after everything that just happened. Ow!" She hissed and pulled away from me.

"I'm sorry."

"Your friends are loose cannons, homewreckers, and frauds. I fuck with Gabbie and Saiyr though."

"Babe, that's not what this is about."

"I'm gonna kill him and that's it. Then, all of my loose ends are tied up."

"Can you promise me that and be telling the truth?"

"Yes. I pinky promise."
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