Copyright © 2021 by howblack
It's been almost 3 months, oh well...
Big surprise at the end of the chapter, see you down there, enjoy <3
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It was almost like being in a dream. It was so amazing to be normal for once, and even more amazing to be greeted with respect at school. Her reality of the past week was a dystopia, which although not long gone, was where it should be. In the past.
Tuesday was like a breath of fresh air for Beyoncé. She didn't have afternoon classes with Onika, which made the Texan not exactly sure how to feel, because Monday had definitely been more than perfect, however, the day went normally and this normally is not the twisted normal that the blonde has learned to live in the last few years, just... Normal.
She attended all her classes without too many transgressions, she had the girl of her dreams talking to her, she sat with her and her friends at lunchtime - yes, she felt out of place, but it was impressive the effort they all made to make her comfortable - and she was not verbally, physically or emotionally assaulted. It was almost perfect.
Keyword: almost.
Rihanna. Beyoncé needed answers, and it was apparent that Bajan was not comfortable. She looked almost guilty. Beyoncé didn't know how to reach her, at least not now, and so, despite all her curiosity and pain, she decided to wait. She would wait until she felt she could broach the subject without making it look like the taller girl was going to faint.
Again, it did not go unnoticed the change in her attitude when the subject was directed at Chris.
And then we had Chris. The boy simply moved away in the middle of the school year just like that. Of course, what he started with Beyoncé would be perpetuated even after he was gone, but it was something about this story that was not quite right. Beyoncé could feel it.
Well, she would find out.
...
"So, tomorrow you'll come by at 7:45 am to pick me up and I'll do the same thing on Friday with you and so on, right?" Now all the students were heading to their respective homes, and Nicki was checking, once again, on the routine of the two in these next few weeks to come.
"That's right Onika, I'll text you when I'm leaving the house so you can be ready by then" Beyoncé said for at least the second time today alone. If she didn't know better, she would say that the shorter girl was anxious, but it was probably her freaking in love mind wanting to play tricks on her.
It wouldn't be the first time anyway.
"Right! Hm, Beyoncé, did you enjoy today? Like, were you comfortable? I completely understand if you don't want to hang out with me, or the girls. You don't have to, don't think anything will change if you don't want to hang out with us. I noticed that you were quite withdrawn, which is understandable, but anyway... Yeah, you know what I mean? Onika said, looking into the blonde's eyes.
Beyoncé could faint. Beyoncé felt that she was, in fact, going to faint.
Was Onika really, sincerely and honestly looking deep into Beyoncé's eyes, showing concern for her?
Again, the passionate girl inside Beyoncé could faint. Fucking stupid feelings.
"R-Relax, I'm just not used to having anyone willing to talk to me willingly, especially from the same people who used to make me feel... Look, I just need time to adjust to all of this, okay?" Beyoncé replied sincerely.
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Lust
Fanfictionlust /ləst/ noun: very strong sexual desire. verb: have a very strong sexual desire for someone. BEYNIKA