Turn around for me
by Dirteaz®Onika Maraj
After all those things happened with Meek, I thought I would never feel this kind of emotions I do right now. I felt like a little high school bitch having those butterflies flying around in my stomach. Like my hormones didn't know how to settle down.
Beyoncé and I were together for almost 5 months. It's crazy because I feel like I know her for a decade. We were doing very very good. We communicate a lot about our feelings and emotions which is very strange for both of us since we don't like talking about that.
Today was a Saturday, actually one day before leaving on Baecation. Beyoncé booked us a flight to Jamaica so we can have a little time for ourselves, we worked very hard the past few months. We hustled. Hard. As fuck. Besides our work at the company, I helped her with her own clothing brand, yet we still found a few hours for being together.
I was in my car waiting for Robyn and Lauren. We were meeting in front of a Starbucks so we can go to the mall together. I need new bikinis and new tops, shoes, skirts...well a lot of new stuff.
iMessage:
: what are you doing
: I'm bored
baby🤎: Kelly took me a to a wine shop
baby🤎: I don't know why I'm even here
: I'd rather be there than waiting on bitches like Lauren and Robyn
baby🤎: Kelly gonna be mad if I show her how you called her soon to be wife
: soon to be means 15 years
: we''re getting married before them
baby🤎: I like that idea
: I'm just saying
baby🤎: why are u even waiting for them?
: I'm going shopping for our trip
baby🤎: why didn't you tell me???
baby🤎: give me your cash app or something so I can give you money
: you pay me good enough, I'm gonna pay by myself
baby🤎: I know but I like spending money on my woman
baby🤎: so send me your cash app please
baby🤎: now
: stop turning me on
: and I'm not
: I'm gonna buy some hot outfits just for you
baby🤎: send me your cash app
baby🤎: or paypal
baby🤎: can you send me a little preview when u find something?
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FanfictionShe looked beautiful. She looked like art. But art wasn't supposed to look beautiful. It was supposed to make you feel something. ; the ink stops here, our story never will Including: strong language sex violence drinking smoking Rankings: 1 - #n...