Les•Bi•Honest

The Job

Nicki POV
December 1, 2014
NY, New York
4:00am

Beep, beep, beep....

I heard my alarm clock going off and groaned. The loud noise filling the air as I moved my hand around in the dark to find my phone that had been ferociously vibrating somewhere beneath me. Having no luck, I sat up and flipped on my bedside table lamp to see my phone on the floor, the vibrations forcing my bed to quiver from its force. I reached for my phone and squinted my eyes at the brightness reaching to turn the screen down.

4:03am

I groaned getting out of bed. I decided to still go in today despite Beyoncé's unapologetic behavior last night. I wanted to make sure I was there on time so she had nothing to say to me. If I don't mess up what is there for her to bitch about ?

I walked to the bathroom with my phone in hand to relieve myself. Scrolling through my notifications I saw a text from blue. I sighed deeply before hovering over her name clicking to read the message.

Blue🦋: im sorry for not sticking around yesterday. Can you just try to give me more time to figure things out? I love you. 

I sighed once more clicking my phone off getting off wiping and flushed the toilet. I just don't feel like we're a good fit. She's like three years younger than me and she's still under her moms control from what I can see. I just wish she'd see it from my point of view.  I love her but im not willing to be in a relationship with someone who's ashamed to be with me because of their parents.

5:47am
Omniscient

Beyoncé sat cozily at her desk, blacket wrapped around her legs, glasses, perched on the tip of her nose, eyes glued to her phone with a coffee mug in hand. She eyed the time  as she scrolled through her social media. As 5:55 approached she let out a slight chuckle shaking her head as she thought about Onika wanting to prove a point so bad. Just to end up not being on time once again.

In the mist of her thoughts came onika shuffling through the door with bags and loose papers causing Beyoncé to jump up removing her blanket and sitting her cup of coffee down.

"Good morning." Onika let out lowly as she stood slumped in the doorway. Beyoncé fixed her glasses eyeing Onikas attire.

"This is what you come to work in?" Beyoncé asked removing her glass eyeing Onika as she stood clad in a pair of tights, a hoodie, and long fluffy socks paired with a pair of Ugg boots. Onika looked herself over then looked at Beyoncé.

"I'm not sure why you're so judgmental considering the heater and toasty blanket you have going on behind your desk you just know it's cold in here." She said. Beyoncé stood with a scowl look on her face.

"We have a lot of work to do this morning if you haven't noticed." Beyoncé motioned her hand towards the overly stacked stack of papers piled on a separate desk in the corner of the office. Onika looked at the pile of papers and mentally sighed.

"By we meaning I ?" She asked. Beyoncé nodded and sat back behind her desk.

"I need at least the top three files by the end of the day. The rest you can take home and try to have it back to me by let's say? Thursday?" She asked peering up from her calendar.