[Beyrihnika]
Onika's POV
New York
10:15 PM:I walked into my own home only to hear sounds of moans in my living room. It better had just been Rihanna.
I walked further into the house to see her beneath another woman working her insides. This woman had red hair, and this weird ass peacock tattoo. She was thick like me so I'll give her that but why the fuck was done with my woman!?.
Without paying me no mind, Robyn continued. Now I know she saw my shadow.
"Oh fuck yes!." The ratchet ass lady moaned pushing me over the edge.
"Robyn!." I screamed as she raised her head up and turned to look at me.
"Onika?. What did you come home?, why are you home?." She asked with a confused face. All this while both her hands were still around his ratchet bitch.
"Are you really supposed to be asking me that, are you even SUPPOSED to be asking questions at all?. I'm out all day, working my butt off only to walk in and catch you with this... who-who are you?." I said to the hoe she brought in. Out of shame she said nothing and just kept staring at Robyn with that, you little bitch, face. Not surprised, she must've lied.
"Onika, it's not my fault okay." My eyes grew wide as her words replayed in my head. I chuckled with my hand to my head as I turned to her hoe.
"You, up, now. Get your shit, she'll pay you. Now go." I said to her. She did as I instructed, although sluggishly, before leaving. Now it was time to face Robyn. I didn't want to lash on her infront of an outsider.
"Now back to you." I took off my heels and began walking to her full speed. I was pissed, beyond pissed, I was hurt.
I launched my fist up to through a punch her way as she grabbed my hand and other arm, spinning me around before sitting me down. What was I thinking, I couldn't hit her. In defeat I broke into tears, she gave me no attention. She just stood against the wall looking at me shedding tears.
"Robyn why do you do this. Why are you hurting me?. I've never done anything to disappoint or hurt you, I've never made you feel worthless so why me?. I love you Robyn, I need you to notice that." I cried. She's been like this ever since Beyoncé died. She beats herself up every day for it forgetting that we were all in that car too. If I'd sat back and waited a little, we wouldn't be here. But she refuses to notice that. All she does is go numb, take drugs, cheat on me, abs beat herself up. I can't fucking see her emotions.
"Onika don't go there okay. We've lost our glue, the relationship is through. I don't know why you keep trying." She walked up to the bar table, pouring herself up a shot of tequila, downing it before walking over to me.
"I do love you, I don't want to hurt you but I can't help but do so. I'm sorry Onika but I can't just flush away the memory. I killed someone, I murdered someone I love and I'm afraid if i stay with you, the same thing'll happen to you. I can't handle it Onika." She broke down into tears as I cupped her cheeks letting her fall and cry on my shoulder.
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