Onika
October 11th
Tennessee

"Why do I have to be here!?. It's not even like i planned for this." Summer whined, crying yet again. It's been one week since i discovered she was pregnant and it's been complete torture staying with her and Ming. Ming seemed to have a new guy friend over every day, if they don't fuck, they don't shut up, it's annoying. And then this little sack of emotions here keeps on whining about not want to stay at Ming's house. It's not like any of planned for it but she's making the most noise.

"Summer Marjani Walker, if you complain one more time!." I yelled calling her full name to show her how serious I was. Soon enough the door opened to reveal Amala coming in with boxes of pizza and a bag of some other food and her cat, Alex strutting in behind her.

"Hey ya'll. How's our little pregnant baby girl doing?." She asked setting the food on the table. She got Chinese, 3 boxes of pizza with different toppings in each, some yogurt and a bunch of other stuff. "I got food." She said in a sing-song voice.

"Why so much?." I asked with wide eyes. She bought soo much stuff, one would think she was planning to open a retail shop.

"Well dear Nicki, we have a pregnant woman in the house. She needs essential food for a healthy birth. And if she can't finish it, me, you and your little kid upstairs can help her." I just rolled my eyes and watched her stack the items up in the refrigerator. Ming was soo bad even Amala knew how annoying she was.

"Hey sis!!." I heard someone yell from the top of the staircase. Speak of annoyance, it appears infront of you. She came downstairs and quickly rushed to my side, kissing my cheek and leaving a red wet lipstick mark as proof.

"Hey Mala." She said to Amala going over to her and hugging her. Amala kissed her forehead and smiled, hugging her back. She saw her as the little sister she never had. Well she could keep her for all I cared. Let her annoy her. I rolled my eyes again thinking about the nickname Ming gave her ever since they'd met. I don't see her giving me a nickname.

"Where you going Mingy?." Ofcourse she gave her one too. She looked really nice tho, and for the first time she wasn't wearing one of my clothes. She had on a short blue tie-dye bodycon zipper dress with black strap heels. Her natural brown, bouncy and curly hair was put in a high bun with two strands on each side of her face. Her make up was light and cute. The things that were mine though, was the jewelry. Little cow.

"Yeah, where you going to... with my jewelry?." I crossed my legs and placed my hands on them.

"Well, dear elder sister Tanya, I'm going out to a party. With a friend." She replied running her hands along her curves and opening her phone. Obviously to go on snapchat.

"A friend?." I questioned.

"Yeah Nariah, 'A friend ' got you looking this dolled up?." Amala asked, calling her by her middle name. She was right though, her outfit was way too revealing. The front zipper of the dress was open, revealing her cleavage and she had no bra on so her boobs were just free, nipples all pointy and out. And it was obvious she spent time in the bathroom today. Her skin was oddly shiny.

"Yes. It's a girl." She replied.

"Still doesn't make a difference!." I yelled letting her know. She's straighter than an arrow but.. I have to say something.

"Onika shut up!." She yelled. My neck turned to her direction instantly.

"Oh you did not just say that!. Little girl come here!." I stood up, ready to tear that little dress off her body. Amala stood in front of me with her hand on my chest. She mouthed not now making me calm down and return to my seat.

"As I was saying, I'm going out with a girl, Denise and her twin sister Dasani. We're just going to treat ourselves out, drinks, a small party and lots of chocolate." She said. I chuckled thinking about her initials. "You should come." She said to Ama. Since when did this start.

"I'd love to honey but, I have things to do. We have a guest remember." Amala said reminding me that Summer was even around. She'd been sleeping on the couch all through our convo.

"Oh right, right, Marjani. Tell her I say hi when she wakes up." She hasn't spoken to Summer... ever!. Apparently she just doesn't feel okay around her, for reasons we don't understand. Sometimes I ask God what is wrong with this girl.

"Yeah, yeah, now run along M N M." I said busting out with laughter. "M&M, M N M. Get it?. Cause she's going out for chocolate and M&Ms are chocolate and her initials.." I explained still laughing. The two of them just kept a straight face with their arms crossed. Eventually I stopped laughing and the only thing that could be heard were Summer's snores.

"Y'all really don't have funny bones do you?." I said rolling my eyes, picking my phone up and going to the couch where Summer was sleeping, seating at her leg side.

"Anyways... have fun darling." Amala said to Mingy.., as she wrapped her in a hug.

"I will." She replied hugging back. They waved at each other as our little chocolate button finally exited the building. Thank you lord.

Amala locked the door and came over to the living room area, sitting next to Summer and stroking her hair. It shocks me how she's the only one that actually cares for her.

"Uh huh, speaking of friends, have you texted Beyoncé?." She asked. I was now helping myself to a slice of pizza from the box she'd left on the table.

"Was I supposed to?." I asked with a mouthful. She face palmed and looked at me with a disappointed expression.

"I knew it. I just knew you didn't."

"Well it's not my fault. What am I supposed to say to her?." I shrugged. I had nothing to discuss with her, and I couldn't tell her that Summer was pregnant for her father. So it would've just been an awkward situation.

"Onika you're in a different state. You guys are close friends, you've kissed, twice!."

"Ah!, first one was a dare she gave, second one, she forced. Both were induced by her so how does it concern me." I shrugged.

"Send the girl a text." She said with a straight face.

"Alright, mom."

I opened my phone up and sent the one word I could come up with.

Barb🦄

Wassup?.

The minute I sent it the message was read but she didn't reply.

"Seee, she read it and didn't reply. Prolly doesn't wanna talk either."

"And that doesn't seem weird to you?." Amala asked rolling her eyes. She was right. It did.

Barb🦄

Beyoncé.

Barb🦄

Gisselle are you ignoring me?.

B. 🐝

I don't wanna talk to you Rachel. Go away.

"Yo Zandile, who's Rachel again?." I asked Amala. She face palmed hard, hitting her forehead repeatedly.

"IT'S YOUR MIDDLE NAME BARBIE!. GET. YOURSELF. TOGETHER!."

"Oh yeah right, right, right. All this stress might be giving me memory loss. Shush, before she wakes up." I said pointing at Summer.

Barb🦄

Bey, stop playing.

She didn't reply again. I decided to facetime her. I called twice, but she declined them. I called again and she declined it, sending a text.

B.🐝

Avoid me.

"Huh." I said looking at Amala.

"What?."

"Well-

"You know what, i don't wanna know." She said cutting me off.

"Why?."

"Y'all are full of drama. I just screamed at you, my head is hot enough right now. Summer darling." She said whispering Summer's name. The pregnant 24 year old got up, muttering something in her sleepy voice. She was basically half asleep, with all her weight on Amala

"I'm going to bed. Caio."

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