Queens Of OGOC

Omaha and Freshlee Interracial Family Instagram AU

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Inspired by Beyoncé's Love Drought

Warning: Chapter contains suggestions of drug use and depression. If you are not comfortable with reading this than please don't go on.

Y/N

Distance.

That's all there was now between us and it pained me.

We hadn't spoken in weeks and it's killing me. I haven't seen or heard from him in days and despite my outer demeanor, I was terrified.

Where is he? Why do I care?

I shouldn't, not after he did what he did to me.

I mean, was I not good enough for him? Was I not enough for  now that he had fame? Was I just some charity case or something?

I sat alone in our studio party, not moving. I was surrounded by empty bottles of whatever alcohol I could get my hands on. Empty bags of weed were all over the place.

I had run out of everything I used to numb the pain and drown out the loneliness was now gone. The high I was once on was gone and the once empty happiness just turned to emptiness.

Tears slid down my cheeks and there was no stopping them now. I cried silently, letting all of the pain I had been ignoring flow out of me.

He was gone. I had lost him. He had lost me. There was no way we were coming back from this huh?

I don't know how long I sat in the corner, and I didn't care. I pushed myself off of the ground and shuffled towards the bathroom. I reluctantly turned the lights to face the mess I had become.

My vibrant and bouncy afro had lost it shine, and my once warm brown eyes seemed...lifeless.

My eyes were puffy and my eyes red, I don't know if it was from the crying or the high that I had recently lost.

I was wearing a dirty white shirt that used to belong to Nat-him.

I ignored my reflection and quickly did my business, no longer wanting to see the damage that was done to me.

I just wanted to disappear, no that's not what I wanted.

I wanted to forget.....

I sighed as I made my way to my bedroom, hoping to escape the world the only way I knew how to now. With a long dreamless sleep.

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*BZZZZ * BZZZZ*

My eyes shot open as the sound of vibrations echoed throughout the room.

I looked around to see the light of my phone shining in the pitch blackness of the night.

No one with common decency call at this time.

I slowly rose from the comfort of my bed and made my way to the pile of clothes in which my phone laid.

SAM

Why the fuck was he calling me this late? Sure he's my friend, but damn, it's too late for this shit.

"Hello" I said answering the phone groggily.

"I miss you"

my breath caught in my throat at the sound of his voice. What is he doing? How did he get Sam's phone.

"I-I haven't heard from you since April and it's June now Y/N! I miss you" he whispered into the phone. I could hear his voice cracking with every word he spoke, I've never heard him sound so.....vulnerable. Then I heard it, the loud music in the background.

"Are you drunk? " I asked my voice barely audible.

"That doesn't matter, I-I need you Y/N. You're everything to me and I'm dying without you. " he slurred into the phone, his voice getting louder.

I didn't know what to say, he hadn't talked to me in weeks and now that he's drunk and in his feelings he needs me all of sudden.

"Look, you're intoxicated and it's three a.m. Go give Sam his phone back and ask him to take you home" I told him. I could feel the tears burning my eyes now knowing that he was drunk and he wouldn't remember any of this in the morning.

"You are my home" he whispered.

No, do-don't do this to me. You've already hurt me enough Nate, don't reel me back in just so you can put me through hell again.

"I-I have to go" I said before quickly hanging up.

It hit me, harder than the last time. The pain brought me to my knees as the tears poured down my face.

I cried and cried because the same empty and painful feeling wouldn't go away.

I cried and cried because the same empty and painful feeling wouldn't go away. It just wouldn't leave and don't know ho long I could deal with this pain. I've had horrible breakups before but this, this was destroying me and I couldn't take it.

I-I couldn't do this.

I j-just can't!!!

I don't know how I fell asleep that night but I did. Somehow I survived.

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The sound of harsh knocking rang throughout the apartment waking me. My eyes shot open and I quickly scanned my surroundings.

I laid in the pile of clothes from last night. I sighed as I got up and made my way to the door.

"Look I'm kind of busy so can you come bac-"

"Y/N" my eyes shot up to look at him.

"W-What are you doing here?" I questioned, still not believing he was here.

"I told you, you're my home and I know that I'm yours. I guess we're both broken now but there is no reason that we can't help each other pick up the pieces" his eyes boring into mine as he spoke.

He looked just as bad as I did, if not worse.

His hair was a mess and his eyes were red and puffy. I did this to him didn't I?

"I-I don't want to hurt you anymore" I whispered.

"Then don't, please let me in Y/N. I'm willing to fix things if you are, what we have, it's irreplaceable and I know that we both fucked up big time but this" he said motioning between us.

"Is worth it" he told me with a small smile.

"So what do you say" he asked after a short period of silence. I stared at him, the broken man in front of me. The man that I had broken just as much as I had broken him.

But despite all of the bullshit he put me through, I want this.

I wanted us.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him into a soft kiss.

We were going to fix this, together.

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Before you read: Dre and G are best friends and Y/N is Dre’s little sister. 

Y/N

I smiled as G wrapped his arm around me. I snuggled closer to him and breathed in his cologne. 

G and I, well we had a history. A few months back he told me he had feelings for me. It was kind of unexpected, I kind of thought he just saw me a Dre’s little sister. I mean we practically grew up together but I have had a crush on him since I was nine.

I told him I felt the same way but we decided it’d be best not to go for a relationship right now. Especially since I was his best friends little sister, didn’t really help. Plus I would hate to distract him from his career, it means too much to him. 

We still hung out every once in a while and flirted like crazy but just because we weren’t a couple didn’t mean we couldn’t have a little fun right?

Step Up 3 played on the TV in front of us as Jack played with my curls.

“You’re so beautiful you know that” he whispered and the once faint butterflies that flew in my stomach turned into a stampede. 

“I know” I told him and he laughed. 

He yawned suddenly and I turned to face him. 

“You okay babe” I asked and he nodded. 

“Just tired that’s all. I think I should be getting up to bed now” he said.

“Yeah, or we could both just crash here. I mean we’re already comfortable, what’s the point in going back up there and wrestling with the covers for a half hour” I told him as I moved to rest my hand and head on his chest. 

He smiled down at me before leaning in. 

My stomach did somersaults at his actions.

“Mmkay” he said before grabbing the remote from in between us and switching the TV off. 

“Night Y/N” he mumbled as he closed his eyes. 

“Night” I tell him before closing my eyes and drifting into a dreamless sleep. 

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The sound of my phone ringing woke me up and I sighed. 

“Yo, somebody’s been calling you for like the past ten minutes babe. Don’t worry about it just go back to sleep” G told me  and I nodded before closing my eyes once again. 

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Jack 

I watched as she fell back asleep before turning silent and put it on vibrate and  waited for that motherfucker to call back.

The familiar buzz sounded and I quickly answered. 

“What the hell are you doing calling her?” I questioned as I looked down at Y/N, making sure she was still asleep. 

“Look, I just wanna talk to her” her ex, Trent, said and I laughed dryly, taking my eyes off of her Y/N’s sleeping figure. 

“You don’t get to talk to her after what you did” I told him and before he could respond I hung up. 

“What were you doing on my phone?” I jumped at the sound of her voice. 

“Better question, why was Trent calling you. You guys broke up a month ago” I told her and she sighed before sitting up and getting off the couch. 

“Don’t worry about it okay G” she told me and I rolled my eyes. 

“I can’t just not worry about it. I-I don’t want him anywhere near you Y/N.” I exclaimed. 

“Jack, it’s really none of your business” she told me. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?! It has everything to do with me, in case you forgot I have feelings for you Y/N and I don’t want some fuck boy who hurt you getting in the way of us” I screamed. 

She looked at me for a second and laughed. 

“Jack trust me, you have nothing to worry about” she said. 

“How am I supposed to believe that?” I questioned. She looked me over and laughed, what the hell?

“You seriously don’t know why we broke up do you?” she asked and I looked at her confused. 

“Babe, you do know that he’s gay right” she said cracking a smile. 

Wait, what? 

“Like I said, you have nothing to worry about, I promise” she said making her way back over to me and placing a soft kiss on my lips. 

Well, shit. 

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Decisions Part 2 ~ Sammy Wilkinson Imagine

Previously:

You have feelings for me? That’s nice. If you really had feelings for me and care about me like you claimed, then why’d you come here with a next girl, who enjoys disrespecting a conversation? Listen, you got a little too much things going on right now for yourself. You have decisions to make. Call me when you get your shit straight”, I say obviously annoyed and walking away again.

I hear him yell out, “Y/N, Wait”. _______________________________________________________________________________

Sam’s POV :

It’s been a week since that run in with Y/N at Kendall and Kylie’s party. Y/N was right, I needed to get my shit together. I mean, Stass is a beautiful girl, good in bed, and cool to smoke with, but Y/N has it all. Y/N is beautiful inside and out, funny, sexy, cool, intellectual, and just a smart ass about everything. She’s someone I’ve grown to love, but I’m stuck between the two. Who do I choose?

As my mind wanders about what Y/N is doing, I feel Stass kiss me and feeling up on me. If she only knew how much I fantasize about Y/N having sex with me. I feel her hand slide down my boxers. I close my eyes just imagining Y/N touching me.

“Oh fuck, Y/N don’t stop baby”, I groan .

I feel the sensation stop.

“Y/N? Sam, what the fuck?! Why’d you say that bitch’s name? ” I hear Stass yell at me.

Shit, I really fucked up. I feel Stass slap the side of my head.

“Stass, chill! What’s good with you? Listen I slipped up, alright? Chill babe,” I say trying to kiss her lips, but she turns her head and storms off.

“It’s over, take your shit and get the fuck out. I hate you!” I hear Stass screaming at me.

“It’s fiine, cause you’ll never be her. She’s the real love of my life. I know you hooked up with Tez, too. So congratulations, I will never talk to you again”, I yell after her, she walks out slamming the door behind her.

I sigh then reach for my phone, I dial the only person, who would allow me to come over at this time of morning.

“Hey, can I come over? I just screwed up with Stass”, I confess as I grab my keys and my packed suitcases then make my way to my car.

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Y/N ’s POV:

I hear my phone ring, disturbing my well needed beauty sleep. I look over at my alarm clcok, which read 6:30. Not bothering to check the caller id, I answer my phone.

“Mmm, hello?” I say groggily.

“Hey, can I come over? I just screwed up with Stass”, I hear the male say.

Fuck, It’s Sam. He still has my number? I wonder if he still has it saved as Y/N Bear? He’s still Toucan Sam ( the bird from fruit loops) in my phone. I know I was harsh at the party, but I still have feelings for him. Crazy to still have feelings for him after he hurt me. The heart truly wants what it wants. But I can’t help to wonder if he still wants her? What did he say to screw up with Stass? Did he break up with her?

“Y/N Bear, you there princess?”, Sam asks me. I didn’t even realize I was tuning him out.

“Yes, I’m here. I’m not you’re princess, Stass is”, I sass as I sit up in my bed.

“Maybe not, not after what just happened ”, I hear Sam mumble.

“What happened? You made your choice? ” , I ask as I try not to sound so happy.

“Open the door”, Sam says and hangs up.

That was quick, I quickly get out my bed looking at my attire, a white tank top and black shorts, I brush my hair down and run to the bathroom to freshen up. I hear him knock on the door. I roll my eyes, he can wait. I quickly spray myself and then run to the door and open it smoothly.

“Good Morning Toucan”, I laugh.

“Good Morning, Princess”, Sam says coming in with breakfast from ihop and greeting me with a kiss.

I watch Sam walk in as I touch my lips and close my door. I join him in the kitchen and pour two tall glasses of lemonade. As I turn, I see Sam remembered my usual of strawberry cheesecake pancakes with a side of bacon, sausage and egg. I bite my lip in shock that he still remembers my order. I place both of our drinks on a coaster and sit one bar stool away from Sam.

“So what exactly happened?” I say as I start to devour my bacon.

Sam chuckles at my love for food then moves over to the empty stool to be in my face, making me question will he kiss me again, but he says, “So while Stass was feeling on me, I moaned your name”.

I start choking on my food from the disbelief. What the actual fuck is this? He moaned my name? Did he want me? I feel Sam tap my back and pass me my lemomade. I took a gulp and look at him. Was he serious?

“Your reaction was priceless babe”, Sam laughs nervously.

“I wasn’t expecting that Sam”, I say as my voice getting a little shaky.

I’m fighting hard for these tears not to spill. I can’t do this. I want him, but unfortunately, I’m afraid he’d leave me again, no hesitation. Sam raises my head and looks me in my watery eyes.

“Y/N, listen, I really need for you to understand that I want you” Sam says as my tears start to spill. He wipes my eyes.

“What about Stass?” She loves you and you love her an-“, I start rambling.

“I don’t love her, not as much as I love yo-”, Sam says.

“Bullshit Sam, if you loved me so much, why’d you hurt me? Why’d you leave me?” I start fussing as I shake my head from his grip.

“Baby, I’m sorry for hurting you”, Sam says pecking my lips as I refuse to kiss him back.

“Sam, did you make your choice?” I ask as I wipe my tears.

“No,but-"Sam starts.

"Get out”, I say calmly.

“Y/N”, Sam pleaded.

“Get out”, I scream.

“I’m not going anywhere! Not until you tell me why”, Sam yelled back at me.

“I WANT YOU TO CHOOSE ME!, LOVE ME! ,COME HOME TO ME!, BUT I’M AFRAID OF LOVING YOU AGAIN! I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU, BUT SCARED YOU’RE GONNA HURT ME AND BREAK MY HEART, AGAIN. YOU LEFT ME FOR STASS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. HOW DO I KNOW YOU’RE NOT GONNA LEAVE ME ALONE AGAIN TO PICK UP THE SHATTERED PIECES OF MY BROKEN HEART?” I scream throwing a empty glass at Sam, who ducks as I fall to the floor and sob.

“Baby, I’m sorry”, Sam weeps.

“I’m sorry too, Sam. Maybe it’s time for you to go”, I say looking at the ground.

“Y/N, I CHOOSE YOU BABY! I’M SORRY, DON’T BE INSECURE! I LOVE YOU! IT’S YOU, YOUR THE ONE FOR ME ”, Sam says carrying me to the living room.

“You don’t love me”, I shake my head.

I see Sam on one knee and pull out a box. Oh gosh, this can’t be. Is this happening?

“Y/N, if I didn’t want you, if I didn’t want to choose you, would I be on this floor in front of you asking you to marry me? Sam questions.

I shake my head.

"Y/N, baby, will you please , marry me?”, Sam asks me.

“What about Stass?” I ask.

“We’re done”, Sam says swiftly.

“Then, I accept. I’ll marry you, Sammy”, I say.

Sammy slides the ring on my finger and kiss me passionately.

As we were kissing, Sam’s phone rang, it was Johnson so Sam put him on speaker.

“Johnson, you’ll never believe what just happened!” Sam yells excitedly into the phone.

“Sam, what the hell, bro? Stass is over here crying her eyes out”, Johnson says annoyed.

“She broke up with me, so why is crying?” Sam asks annoyed.

So wait, would he have chosen me had they not broken up? I shake my head looking at Sam and taking off my ring.

“Why are you taking it off, babe?”, Sam whisper asked me.

“Would you have chosen me had she not broken up with you?” I questioned.

“She’s crying because she’s brokenhearted and pregnant”, Johnson says.

I feel my blood turn cold as I feel the room spinning and only hearing Sam yell my name before my vision goes completely black.

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