Beyoncé's Pov
"So she's okay? Oh that's great! Aslong as she's happy and okay I am." I heard my mother say over the phone.
"How'd you find her though?"My mom asked curiously and I rolled my eyes before explaining the bumping her in the head situation at a Dunkin Dounut's in the middle of the night.
She was laughing too.
"Oh that's cute." She said and I quirked an eyebrow. "Me getting cursed at and bumping her in the head with a wooden door was cute?"I asked amusingly.
"Well that's basically how me and your farther met, but it wasn't at a Dunkin Dounuts. We were both on two terrible dates and the place we had gone too had a one person bathroom. I hit him in the head." She said laughing and I found myself smiling at that aswell.
She sighed and I could tell something was wrong.
"What is it?" I asked holding my phone close to my ear.
"Just—See if she's okay, I don't mean asking her about her personal life right off the bat but become her friend again. I was always worried for her." I just nodded along, Onika was never good at expressing her emotions when we were kids.
By that I mean telling people what's wrong. She was always bad at that.
she was great at being annoyed at me for whatever I pulled on her that day. I know she's grown now but, I would assume that's still an issue seeing as for multiple times during our conversation a few days ago she seemed guarded.
Imagine really hard ice, and that was Onikas demeanor and then it disappeared for a little when she was enjoying herself.
I guess she was just suspicious of me. I would be too if some stranger walked up to me and knew my full name and where I grew up. Full name? Not so much, I do own a clothing line after all.
But where I grew up?
Yeah, I don't get personal with my business associates. So I would be suspicious if someone walked up to me and stated those things.
"And don't be cold to her Giselle." My mother said in a slightly scolding manner. I just rolled my eyes. I wasn't cold to anyone, I just didn't see a need for more friends. As an adult, making friends is actually kinda hard.
People always think you want to date them, or you're weird.
And I don't want work associates with my personal life so I wouldn't want of my employees or business partners to be my friend.
At most I have associates, people I don't get personal with but I would say good morning to them if I saw them.
Not cold right?
"I'm not cold mom, I have friends." I spoke. I know I sounded irritated because well, I am.
"You're only real friend is Abel and Solange, and she barely counts because she's your little sister."
Abel has stuck with me through thick and thin, never faltering. Solange has also always been there for me but her and Abel were so similar when it came to giving me advice.
They basically yelled at me because most issues I ran into were of my own doing, which I can understand.
They weren't necessarily wrong, I just never wanted to hear it.
"Okay well— whatever. I'll be her friend again mom believe or not I actually established I wanted to get to know her more first." I said speaking highly of myself.
"My Bey? Being social? Reconnecting? This is so rare." My family and friends really had a thing for sarcasm huh?
"I get your point mom. She even gave me her number okay?" I said and she made a little "woo" sound.
