Chapter 38

2.9K 184 181
                                        

Onika's POV
Gym
July 30

My legs ached so bad.

I'd spent 3 hours at the gym, doing a bunch of different exercises. For 30 minutes I did pure cardio.

Sweat was dripping off of me, so I wiped my forehead with my gym towel.

I rested for 5 minutes before getting back up. I was going to do some cooling down exercises now before I left.

I started with some lunges into some heel presses. The aches in my calves and thighs was insane.

"Hey, Ma." A man walked over to me. He was fine.

Tall, dark-skin with a beard and waves. He was smiling at me, as he approached me. I took in his appearance and he was sweating too.

"Hi." I stood straight and sat on the ground. I was going to do some lying leg lifts. He was still there. "Can I help you?"

"I've just never seen you around here. You new?"

"Yes. I started coming here a few weeks ago." I explained and switched legs.

"I'm glad I bumped into you." He licked his lips and sized me up.

"Bumped into me or waited for me to finish exercising?" I confronted and he chuckled. He held his hands up in a surrendering stance.

"Hey, it's whatever led me to talking to you." He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and sat up. A small smirk sat on my face as I stood to my feet.

"What's your name, Ma?"

"Nunya." I joked and reached for my water.

"You funny, and you fine." He chuckled again and rubbed his hands. I felt the urge to roll my eyes again.

"I'm going to drink my water. Once I've done that, I'm going to grab my stuff and leave the gym. Then I'm going to pick up my child."

I put emphasis on the part about a child. Mentioning you had kids always told you the type of person you were talking to.

"I've got a godson, so I love kids. You?"

I could see he wasn't going to give up, so I entertained it, for now. Just for the second but not for long.

"A daughter." I looked over at the time, pretending I had somewhere to be. "I've got to go."

"I'm Quinton."

"Nicki." I responded whilst gathering my things. He smiled and I smiled back before heading to my car.

I placed my belongings in the passenger seat. I pulled out of the gym parking lot, driving towards Beyoncé's house.

I had to go pick Zamora up. She loved spending time with Beyoncé, for whatever reason. Some days, Beyoncé would come pick Zamora without knowing that Zamora didn't tell me.

The drive to Beyoncé's house from the gym was shorter than the one to my house.

I drove up to the gate where I was scanned in. Then I drove up the driveway to her entrance. I parked my car next to her white Bentley before hopping out.

My legs felt a lot better. My thighs were still burning but it was bearable. I walked up to the door and unlocked it with my key.

It was crazy how I had a key to her house and Kelly's house. They both had keys to my house. It was a trust thing.

I walked into her house and shut the door behind myself. I didn't go without noticing a pair of shoes at the door, which were women shoes. Definitely not Beyoncé's size.

Upgrade UWhere stories live. Discover now