Queens, New York.
2nd December, 2021
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Onika's Pov.
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Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves, said Confucius.
Revenge is sweet but it only brings hate; you cannot seek revenge and expect to receive good karma. You're just as guilty as the person you're seeking revenge on.
But I didn't care... I wanted, no, needed revenge; sometimes it's beautiful after all.
"Do you want another one, darling?" The bartender asks.
I hum "Keep them coming" I told her as I drown the shot of black label down my throat.
I ignore the buzzing in my pocket; I just needed to be alone right now.
Have you ever been in a situation where you can't trust anyone? If you have, I'm sorry because I finally realize that it sucks.
"Bad night?" The bartender asks coming back with another shot.
"Bad month" I whisper taking the glass out of her hand and drowning the next shot.
"Do you have a sibling?" I ask her, I was now drunk.
She nods "Two actually" She flip the white towel over her shoulder "They're pain in the ass" She says.
I tried laughing but I hiccup instead, "But you would do anything to protect them, huh?"
She looks at me nodding "Oh God, yes! I don't know what I'll do if anything happened to them" She cringe at the thought.
I hum before getting up; I stumble a bit but managed to hold my weight up.
"Do you want me to call you an Uber?" The raven black hair girl asks with a look of worry on her face.
"I can manage" I told her as I stumble out the bar. Where the fuck did I park my car? I ask myself.
I groan realizing I didn't even drive here... Normally I would call Ty to pick me up but I doubt he wants to do me any favors after I basically broke his nose.
I dig into my pocket searching for my wallet, I wanted to scream, and I don't have my wallet on me.
I pull out my phone, squinting my eyes to see the blurry words, but it was no use. I manage to tap on my contacts and just let my hand hover over any name dialing their number.
I place the phone to my ear waiting for the person to pick up.
"Hello?"
I close my eyes chuckling knowing my drunken mind knew exactly what it was doing.
"Miss Knowles" I call out for her.
"Onika, where are you?" I can hear the concern in her voice.
"Outside of a bar 20 minutes from my house "I hiccup, "Can you come get me?" I ask.
"I'll be there in 5 minutes." she says before hanging up.
7 minutes later Beyoncé's white Audi came into view, I smile sheepishly as I open the passenger door and getting in the car.
"I think you have an alcohol addiction" She points out before she begins to drive down the street.
"I think you have a no fun addiction" I shot back childishly.
She just rolls her eyes in response.
"I should put you out on the side of the road" She says and I immediately went mute knowing Beyoncè will do it. She chuckles looking at me "That's what I thought" she says before turning her attention back on the road
