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six.

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beyoncé knowles point of view
miami, fl
october 20 2021

Robyn started making me stay with her after she found out about the texts. I go back to my apartment sometimes but never for long and never overnight.

Robyn's overprotective over me but I get it. I'm glad she is, I was scared but I didn't want to say anything.

I was in Robyn's kitchen making a bowl of cereal when my phone started ringing. When I saw it was an unknown number, my heart started to beat extra fast.

I tried to ignore it but it kept ringing. Over and over. As soon as I thought it was going to stop, they would just call back.

I knew who it was. He wasn't going to stop until I answered the phone. So I did.

"Hello?" I answered in a shaky voice, I tried to sound confident but I didn't have it in me.

"I know you've seen my texts. Why haven't you been answering?"

"Who's this?" I was going to play dumb as long as I could.

"You know who this is bitch."

"No hablo ingles por favor. Wrong number, bye."

"Hang up and see what happens."

I was just about to hang up and I paused. "You have the wrong person sir, maybe check the number you called again."

"Oh so this isn't Beyoncé Giselle Knowles? Do I need to say the social security number?"

"No."

"I'm in Miami. I'm bringing you back with me to New York."

"You have the wrong-"

"Stop fucking lying!" He yelled and I whimpered and almost dropped the phone. "You know I hate lying! When I find you-"

I hung up and started hyperventilating. I stumbled and helped myself down to the floor. I couldn't breathe, it felt like there was no oxygen in my lungs.

I hugged my legs and laid my forehead down on my knees. I was silently sobbing while struggling to catch my breath, I couldn't make any noise at all.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I started swinging at whatever. I couldn't see because of my tears but I was fighting for my life, scratching, hitting, just whatever I could.

After a couple seconds I got tired and stopped. I wiped my eyes and Onika was standing over me covering her left eye.

"Damn bitch, you just beat my ass. What the hell?"

"Sorry. I thought you were someone else." I feel bad, I did just beat her ass on accident.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Nothing." I got off the floor and my legs trembled, I didn't realize it but my entire body was shaking.

"You're obviously not, you were in here crying on the floor when I got here and I called your names a bunch of times and you didn't hear me. Not to mention the fact that you probably gave me a black eye."

"Why are you here?"

"I have a key. I was supposed to meet Robyn here to smoke and I guess I beat here here."

"She just gives her keys to drug dealers? How has she not been robbed yet?" I was just thinking out loud, I wasn't even trying to be funny this time.

"I don't sell drugs. What are you doing here crying on the kitchen floor?"