Queens, New York
6th December, 2021
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Onika's Pov
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I cuddle a naked Beyoncé while listening to her light snoring, my insomnia prevent me from sleeping even though I was extremely tired. I look at the night stand seeing her phone. I raise my weight up a bit then look down at Beyoncé seeing her knock out. I gently remove my arm from around her then climb out of her comfy bed, walking towards the night stand; I grab her phone then walk towards her and lower the phone to her face making it unlock using the Face ID.
I scroll through Beyoncé's imessage not seeing anything out of the blue, she doesn't even text anyone back except an unsaved number.
I raise my eyebrow and click the chat, I scroll through the messages seeing them texting back and forth. An audio was sent but I didn't want to play it in case of waking Beyoncé up.
The messages stopped at 7:30 pm today, she deleted the rest of the messages. I couldn't tell what they were talking about but I know it was something serious. I sighed and look at a sleeping Beyoncé with her phone in my hand.
I didn't believe that she was the person behind the gun but I do believe she's protecting the person who was. Beyoncé knows more about that night than she's letting on, I know it.
I rest the phone back down on the nightstand then climb back into bed with Beyoncé. She twist before wrapping her arm around me, I gulp feeling the warmth of her body, suddenly for the first time in 3 weeks my eyes became weary, I felt my eyes slowly closing and for the first time in weeks I was getting a good night's sleep.
I couldn't sleep long due to the fact I have school in the morning and I also need to get an early head start to my house. I slowly open my eyes seeing the sun isn't up, I groan.
By the way my eyes are sore I can tell I probably had 2-3 hours of rest, I wasn't complaining because it's better than having none at all.
I look at my side seeing Beyoncé still sleeping, I decided not to wake her up and let her sleep until whenever her alarm goes off. I sit at the edge of the bed and reach for my jeans; I lazily pull my jeans on. I finally stand up from the bed and look around the room for my sports bra and white tee. I spot them across the room and pull them on while yawning.
I pat my pockets to see if my key and wallet was in there and when I felt them, I put my feet into my crocs. I took a glance at Beyoncé seeing her move around in the bed. "Hey" She smiles, her voice sounds groggily from just waking up.
"Hey" I smile seeing her morning face; she's even more gorgeous waking up.
"You're leaving?" She asks.
I nod; "Yes unless you want me to be late for your class" I smirk.
"You're right, you should go" She yawns as she stands up from her bed.
"Don't you offer your hookups breakfast?" I tease
She looks at me before letting out a loud laugh. "Get out of my house, Onika" She says.
I smack my lips before telling her bye then leaving her bedroom. It's then in the living room I realized that I didn't have a way to get home. I didn't want to call Ty, he's nosy as hell.
"Why are you still here?" Beyoncè asks now in a robe while she crosses her arms over her chest.
I turn around to meet her eyes. "I kind of don't have a ride" I say while scratching the back of my neck.
"Dang, it's going to be a long walk home" She says. I look at her with my mouth wide open, I kind of expected her to offer me a ride but this is Beyoncè we're talking about. "You should start walking before you are late for my class"
