December 24th, 2018
Onika POV
I was sitting Indian style on my mom's couch flipping through different medical surgical books, trying my best to retain as much information as possible. Our residency examination was approaching quickly, if I failed that I would find myself starting my entire surgical residency again- and that was a big no.
I shifted uncomfortably in the couch trying to manage the menstrual cramps that were torturing me. The second days were always the worst for me, between the excessive bleeding, cramping, headaches and nausea I felt like I was going insane. Whenever I got to heaven, Eve would be the first person I'd throw hands with.
"Nika don't forget to take the ham out the freezer—and please remind your dad to pick up the fruit cake from Sister Grace's house." My mom was running around barking Christmas preparation orders.
"I'm going down to the church to help prep the Christmas bags for the annual giveaway."
My mom was blabbering about something else when the front door opened. Before I could see the person, the notorious N°5 reached my smell sense first.
"Beyonce honey, its nice to see you." My mom sounded.
I rolled my eyes at my mom's dramatics, she literally sees Beyonce every day. She made it her habit to drop by on her lunch times and on her way home from work. I thought it was because she was mainly giving Julius a break, but now I think she literally made me apart of her routine and I was okay with that.
I heard Beyonce and my mom shuffling with some bags, then something was said to Julius. He was telling my mom to have a merry Christmas, and the same was said to Beyonce. When he walked pass the foyer, he peeked his head in the living room and wished me a merry Christmas. I gave him a fake smile and he kept it moving. Lauren told me all about the little revelation that Lance made and knowing Julius was a part of Beyonce sick scheme did not sit well with me. But we weren't friends anymore- so why should I care?
Beyonce and my mom walked in the living room still chatting about something. I took in Bey's appearance. She was wearing black fitted jeans with a red and white cami long sleeve and red boots to match. Her makeup was flawless as well as her high slick ponytail that cascaded down her back. She looked so fucking edible it was crazy.
"Do you need me to get Cai from school?" She asked my mom.
"That would be great Beyonce. I don't have the rush from church now. Thank you so much honey."
"No problem." Beyonce smiled as her eyes landed on me.
"Well, I got to go, Nika don't let me come home and that ham isn't thawed out." My mom warned. All that damn talking she was doing she could have been took that damn ham out, I thought.
After the front door closed Beyonce disappeared somewhere. She came back with a few bags in her hands sliding my books across the table to make room.
"How are you feeling?" She asked taking a seat next to me.
"Horrible..."
"Mhmm." She said unraveling some of the bags. She opened a box pulling out a heating pad, followed by my all my favorite snacks, some pain killers and the final bag held Popeyes.
"Aww you got all this for me?" I blushed. Beyonce was just too sweet sometimes.
"Mhmm. I didn't know if you used tampons or pads, so I got both." She said emptying the final bag.
"Thank you, BB."
I got up to put the snacks away and get us some plates to eat. When I returned Beyonce was already comfortably wrapped in my pink throw blanket.
