Beyonce POV
Today's the day I teach nic nac how to shoot and I can't wait, this is her jump into the buisness, if she wants to that is. I'm not going to force her. Yk.
I get dressed in some shorts and a black shirt wit my watch and necklace. I put on some sun glasses, diamond studs, and put my hair in a messy bun. I look fresh so I start dancing in the mirror, cuz god done took her time wit me. I start posin and shit a nigga feelin' good todayyy. Solange walks in behind me and starts posing wit me and it's amazing, unintentionally she dressed like me.
"Hey mini me."
"Asshole I'm not yo damn mini me, you just a bigger version of me."
"Hence me say- what?"
"You know where you came from bey don't act dumb."
"I'm older than you, you got looks from me."
"Keep telling ya self that lil nigga." She waved me off an walked away. I sat there befuddled as a mf. What the fuck jus-
Yeah idk I'm just as confused as you are. I go into my mom's room on some bs. I open the door and stand in the doorway until she looks at me. She finally looks at me so I speak.
"Ma." I walk out and close the door and walk out.
"Beyonce don't be playing wit my door like that." She yelled. So I go back testing her I open the door and walk towards her on her bed. I engulfed her in a hug. She struggles to get out of it.
"Beyonce mooovvvvvveeeee"
"I just- I just love you so much." I pull back and slide my hand on her forehead.
"You so annoying I should've swall-"
"Wowwww. Yk nicki be doi-"
"I don't wanna hear that shit."
"Yeah it's not fun when it happens to you."
"Dont you got bodies to clean up?"
"How you...no."
"You ain't the only one with tattoos." I look at her and I'm confused my mom was a killer? She lifted up her sleeve and she got the 10 mark. Ooooo she a killer.
"Ma I got three now."
"Chi- you needa stop. This ain't the life you want. And yo dad can't stop you from getting in big big trouble. Get a job, a hobby, take care of yo kid."
"I do have a job I'm a bodyguard for nic nac, I do have a hobby I play basketball, I do take care of my kid when I'm allowed to see him."
"You not listening. I have a meeting...go fuck nicki or sumn." I just stare at her. Standing still staring at her waiting. She bucked up at me and I flinched but still stayed there staring.
"Bitch go. Goddamn. You and yo daddy so damn weird."
"Ma?"
"What" I turned around and walked out the room. She got up from her bed and ran after me for a while until I got to the door and outside. I walk to may car and got in.
"Don't come back you better have a change of clothes at her house."
"Ma why." She said nothing but closed to door. I do have clothes over there but she didn't know. I drive to her crib listening to music, jammin. I stop at a red light and a cop pulls up next to me. I don't pay him no mind. His window on my side rolls down and now he's looking at me. Still kept my composure while listening to my music.
"SHE WAN FUCK WIT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SHE FUCK WITH THE WOooOooOOOOOOOO" The light turns green and I peelout. After about twenty minutes of driving I reach her driveway, it seems every time I come she got a new car in her shit. I walk up to her door and use the key she gave me and opened the door.
