Queens, New York
26th February, 2021
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Beyoncé's POV
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I grab my unfinished glass of wine off the dining table and went back to marking my papers.
I let my mind wander off to Onika. I felt guilty knowing I let my student speak those words to me and I also felt more guilt knowing that I enjoyed hearing her say those stuff.
What is wrong with me? Never have I ever viewed a student as my equal and here I am wondering how my lips that tasted like red wine would feel on Onika's plump pink lips.
I groan resting my glass down and start pacing back and forth in my house. Get a grip of yourself Beyoncè! Do you want to end up in jail for messing around with a kid, not only a kid but your student.
What will my peers think of me if they found out that I was grooming someone who I'm supposed to be teaching?
Onika thinks this is bed and roses and messing around with each other will bring joy and rainbows but that's only because she haven't witnessed the real world yet.
She was trap inside her bubble, her father is freaking Thomas Maraj for Christ sake! She grew up having money, she basically had everything given to her. She doesn't know what life outside of the bubble that her father blowed up for her is.
And I didn't want to be the one to pop it.
I grab the rest of the wine and took a huge gulp. I hated feeling this way, I haven't felt this way in two years!
Why did my student have to be the one to spark the fire that got distinguished two years ago?
I look at my laptop seeing an incoming FaceTime from my sister Solange.
I sigh and run my hands over my face, fixing my hair a bit. Just because I was stressing out doesn't mean I have to look like it.
I walk over to my laptop and answered.
"Yes, my annoying little sister?" I roll my eyes.
"You don't have to be a bitch to me dumbo ears!"
"What do you need?" I move the bottle of wine out of the camera view before her eyes could've seen it.
"Can't I check up on my big sister?" She pouted.
"No" I kept my face neutral.
"Girl this is why you don't have a man in your life! You so fucking rude!" She went on and on about nothing in particular.
I wasn't lying when I called her annoying, she's literally the most annoying human being I've ever met and I've met a lot of annoying humans that irritated me.
"Are you done?" I roll my eyes. I peep my little nephew in the background that make my smile grow "Look at my baby" I cooed.
"He's sleeping" She said the most obvious thing ever.
"I'm wearing glasses, I have four eyes. I can see, Solange" I say.
"Looking like author" She said under her breath but I heard her loud and clear.
"And you look lik- you know what, I'm not even going to argue with you." I grew more tired as time passes by, I check the time seeing it was now 2:05 AM. "How is life?" I ask my sister.
"Kicking my ass. I swear that bitch have hands Bey" Solange dramatic self said. I chuckle shaking my head at her antics.
"Fight back" I shrug.
"Bitch that's what I've been doing but that hoe have me in a choke hold"
I couldn't hold it in anymore, I let out a loud laugh.
