o + b residence - 6pm

i have to get ready for work and she's being a feign! we started back what we had going before and she's been on the roll. like....on me really bad. i have work in three hours, i have to get ready but she doesn't want to let me out the bed. if i don't get up now then i won't get up at all. she knows this.

"bey."

"mm?"

"i have to get up baby."

"whyyyy?"

"because i need to shower and get ready for work. you've been having me in the bed for two days. just having sex." a bit of a stretch but it'll work.

"so. is that a problem?" she lifted her head looking at me and i poked my lip out. that doesn't faze her, she doesn't care. "i want you here with me." her hands started to rub around my body. maybe i shouldn't have let her learn how to please me....

she started to kiss on me and i let out a shaky breath. i closed my legs to stop her hand from going down there but it didn't work. just as i was gaining pleasure her phone started ringing. that was my chance and i rolled away before getting out the bed. i love her sexing but i have to stop myself as well as her.

my leg feels numb. two days of sex.

"blue you are cock blocking so hard right now."

i went inside my bathroom and turned the shower on, getting in after. my plans were to wash my hair but i just couldn't. getting clean and out was all on my mind. my legs hurt.

bey and i have a hair appointment for next week. it's about time, been like two months. i even put mya in for one. my mom thinks that she doesn't need the beauty shop because she's young and can get it done by her. but it's only because mya has a performance next week as well.

she just started i don't know how they already have her performing. but go off. i'm super excited and ready to be like one of those team moms. but more like a sister.

getting out the shower i wrapped a towel around me and stood in my mirror so i could brush my hair out and put it into a ponytail. even had to put a headband on with the way my roots are looking.

i got my scrubs on, next going for my shoes. beyoncé was still on the phone, i had to try and sneak away. it was hard cause she was watching my every move the whole time she talked. just laying in my bed naked under the covers. she better stay like that until i get back. when i start being the freaky one she's pulling away. but let it be her.

before i could walk out she motioned for me to come here with her finger. i whimpered a little bit but still walked up to her. she grabbed the pants of my scrubs and held them tight around my waist. now i can't move at all. i just sighed trying to pry her fingers off but it didn't work.

"beeyy, come on."

she ignored me, still talking to blue. i huffed. oh my goodness.

"ok, just tell her i'll be there this weekend. bye blue."

finally she hung up and looked at me. she's still laying down so i had to look down at her face. i knew what she was trying to do when she started pulling. i am not about to lay on her. that's setting myself up.

"beyoncé no. i have to go to work."

"ok just one more thing."

"you're gonna make me late. you act like bills don't have to be paid."

"i can pay it all, i don't care. all you have to do is open your legs one more time." she bit her lip starting to rub on my butt with her other hand.

"beyoncé."

"ok i quit. just give me a kiss." she let my pants go, now pulling my shirt until i was hovering over her. the kiss wasn't even a small one, she acted like we were sexing. i had to pull away before i felt things. "you're gonna be gone forever."

"if you go to sleep now i'll be back by time you get up."

"yea but then i'll be leaving."

"it'll be okay. i'll still be here when you get back."

she huffed rolling her eyes and i gave her more kisses. beyoncé is home more than me, that's obvious. i'm gone 9-10 hours now and she just goes to practice before being back at home. she gets paid for being a cheerleader...

since i started with night shift, she acts as though she doesn't spend the day with me. i'm only gone during sleeping hours. she should be asleep right?

"have a good night."

"i will." i pecked her lips one last time before actually leaving.

about time.

i was filling out a patients board while he talked to me about his accident. some people be really hurt. not that i'm surprised but like i wouldn't be able to take it. this guy said he flew off of his motorcycle. that's so insane. and he's sitting here like the damage to his body is nothing.

his elbow is broken...he nearly crushed a lung. he has a scrape on his face. his knee is busted. no. and that's just some damages.

"so would you do it again?"

"hell yea. that's my life, it's all i do."

"but you put your life in danger every time you go out there." i turned to him when i was finished and his eyes shot up. nasty mind. "keep your eyes up boy." i smirked shaking my head. it's not a first that i've caught a patient looking at me like that. not that i care though. they never have a chance.

"my bad. i apologize."

i nodded, leaving out the room and checking him into the computer since i just ran a test. he keeps having to be put on a breathing mask. that crash really messed him up.

"nic there's someone in the waiting room asking for you." a nurse told me and i frowned before nodding and heading that way. it better not be beyoncé or so help me god. we just talked on my first break. she was half asleep and just talking. didn't even want to get off the phone.

i looked around the waiting room not seeing anyone i knew but one woman was in there. she caught my eye before coming up to me. who is this tall person?

"hi. i'm mahogany jordan."

"nice to meet you?" i kind of questioned it because i don't know who she is. what could she possibly want at my job? that's crazy to come to my job and i work at a hospital.....

"you're probably confused...i'm myanas mom."

"oh..." my heart dropped and my face scrunched. blue said she thinks myanas mom is michael's wife. which makes sense because she just said her last name is.... "what do you want me for?"

"my child is not yours."

"well if we're being real she isn't yours either." i gave a look that showed i wasn't being rude, just saying the truth. how dare she come to me as if she's taking care of her own child right now? "how do you feel knowing that your child had been through three different families because of you?"

"it's not because of me." her face scrunched.

"well then who? because from my understanding, you slept with a married man and had a baby by him. now you're married to that man wife's brother." i had to remember that because it's honestly weird. that shouldn't even be going together.

"you don't know what you're talking about."

"so educate me then. there's nothing more to it. you slept with that man, had a baby and his wife knows. she paid you to keep it quiet so her husband wouldn't know. to make sure you're quiet, she made you marry her brother. who you also have a child by. and y'all have been putting this little girl through different families to be sure that she doesn't find her way back to her real father....you know how sick that is? and you wanna come to me and tell me that she's not mine?"

she couldn't do anything but stare because she knew it was completely true. everything that came out of my mouth hit her like a ton of bricks. and that showed me that it was indeed true. blue got it all right. i don't get how though.

"you don't know my side." she tried to stand her ground, folding her arms and poking her chest out. i shook my head.

"your side doesn't matter. because at the end of the day, that's your child. and if you cared about her from the beginning you wouldn't have let any amount of money hold you back from keeping her. instead you gave her away for someone else's happiness."

her face dropped to one of sadness and i almost felt bad for her. but then i remembered that it was her choice as well to send that sweet little girl around like that.

"i wanna see her."

"you don't get to see her."

"please...not as her mom, but maybe just as like a family friend. i just want to see how beautiful she is. what she's become. i hear about her all the time and it just pains me that i don't even know how she really looks right now....that's my child."

she's right, it is her child.

"why should i let you do that?"

"please....can we talk? i can tell you my side from the beginning. nothing but the truth, i promise. i know my mistakes and i know i was wrong. i accept that. it just haunts me everyday knowing someone that's close is taking care of my child instead of me....you are the one who was once with my husband?"

"unfortunately i am." i mumbled, rubbing my forehead.

"so...can we?"

"i'll think about it."

"ok that's fair. here's my number....just give me a call." she handed me a card and i took it. i'll definitely hear her out, i believe in second chances. i'll just never let her take myana and think she's gonna have her.

she had her chance with that and had plenty of chances after. now i'm in the picture, there's no hurting this little girls heart. she's to the age where she'll remember these things and people when she's older.

they won't break my sweet girl.

i'm finally off of work and it's 5am. my feet hurt so bad, i just want to lay down and go to sleep. beyoncé called not too long ago saying she was leaving out to the gym. thought i would've made it back before she left but i guess not.

i want to tell her about myanas mom but at the same time, i know she's not gonna be down for it. she wants nothing to do with them, not even blues principle. to the point where if blue calls us to get out of trouble, she doesn't go.

so i may end up having to talk to her on my own.

i headed home, tiredly walking up the stairs because the elevator was taking forever. by time i made it up, i just crashed on the couch. literally falling face down on it. making it to my room is none existent right now. it'll catch me later.

between flirty boys, stubborn old women and crying babies, i have a headache. my feet hurt because today felt so busy. if it wasn't one patient calling for me it was the other. and it's crazy because they want me. specifically me. as if i'm the only nurse on the floor.

i'm not sure what effect i have on these people but i kind of want it to stop sometimes. only sometimes, i like making peoples day better.

it felt like i blinked before i was being lifted off the couch. i just groaned keeping my body limp because she can leave me here. i'm fine. i really don't wanna move.

"stoopppp."

"come on baby, come get in the bed."

"i don't want to." i whimpered trying to get out of her arms. she let me go, allowing me to lay back down but she didn't leave.

"you tired mama?"

i nodded my head, keeping my eyes closed but i knew she was bent down in my face.

"i'm gonna run you a bath and i'll be back. i know you're tired but you need to wash those sick people off of you. and i know your feet hurt."

all i did was nod and fall back asleep. that didn't feel long once again. she was back, picking me up and taking me to my room. i was stripped and put in the tub. swear i didn't feel her take my clothes off at all.

"bey."

"yes?"

"get in."

"this is your bath baby."

"commmeee."

"alright...alright. give me a second."

i gave her only two minutes and she was getting in. she knew not to sit across from me, so she straddled me. wetting a towel and wiping water along my face. i didn't care, just let her do her while i napped in the warm water.