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Chapter 48

Onika's POV
Gym
September 6

Pissed couldn't even describe how I felt.

I couldn't let my anger and stress out through cleaning because my house was already clean as fuck. So I went to the gym to work out.

My headphones were in and I was just doing things. Normally I stayed on the side of the gym with the weights and treadmill, but today I went to the other side.

I was by the punching bag.

After wrapping my hands and turning my music to the highest volume, I began attacking the object. My knuckles were a little bruised from the previous day. So there was a stiffness to my hits.

I was really becoming a gym rat. This was my sanctuary.

I absentmindedly punched the bag to the beat of my music. It helped me keep a good rhythm, the more I jabbed the bag.

But my mind wandered back to everything that had me upset in the first place and my hits became more aggressive.

Times like these had me wondering why I never fought back when I was with Meek. I had hands, but I never used them to defend myself. Fear was my biggest downfall, but that shit would never happen again.

When I felt a presence to my side, I looked over and saw Quinton. Normally I would've looked away and rolled my eyes, but I didn't.

I took my headphones of and he smiled at me.

"I need a sparring partner but everyone's occupied." He started. "Want to spar with me?"

You know what? "Sure."

I picked my water up, along with my phone and followed him to the boxing ring.

"You can go first." He said whilst holding his hands up. He wore the necessary gear for me to hit.

"I was going to go first anyway." I murmured which made him laugh.

I fixed my stance and began sparring. I kept it to punches and ducking. Although kicking would've been fun too.

"You need better form. You'll end up spraining something with the way you he hit."

"Ok." I took his advice and adjusted myself. He gave me a nod of approval. I started hitting him again and it hurt less than before.

After 10 minutes of just sparring, we stopped for a break. I grabbed my water bottle and drank a lot of it before setting it down.

"You never normally come to the gym on Sunday. What's the special occasion?"

"I had some time on my hands."

He didn't question me further. I probably wouldn't have answered him anyway.

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My car rolled onto mama T's property as I went to pick Zamora up.

I noticed two other cars here: Kelly's and Beyoncé's. I sighed before climbing out of the car.

I quickly looked over my attire, making sure it was appropriate. I actually respected mama T and her house, so I wanted to be well covered.

Once I gathered my stuff, I went inside. When I reached the door, I knocked on it and waited for someone to open it.

"Hi." Solange hugged me. "Are you staying for dinner?"

"No. I'm way too tired today." I sighed whilst parting with her.

"Aww, ok." She pouted and moved aside.

We walked into the house and she took me to where the kids were. They were in the dining room.

"Hi, mommy." Zamora looked up and smiled at me.

"Hi, baby." I walked around the table to go huh her. She held her arms up and I picked her up before peppering her face in kisses.

I sat her back down and let her go back to colouring. I leaned over to hug Titan too.

Their art looked terrible, but they were working inside the lines. It was just the colour choices that was bad.

As I watched them work, Beyoncé entered the room with some drinks for the kids. When she looked my way, I looked back at the kids.

"When you finish your juice, get your stuff, baby." I softly instructed my daughter before leaving the room.

"Nicki, can I talk to you?" Kelly pulled me aside.

"I'm tired right now." I sighed out, not moving from where I was standing.

"Nick, please?" She pleaded and I rolled my eyes before walking with her.

"Yes?" I waited for her to speak.

"I am so sorry about yesterday. I would've told you who she was but I thought Beyoncé told you. I barely knew who she was." Kelly explained. "Bey said it was business, so I trusted her to keep it strictly business."

"Well, she brought it into her house, this house and my house." I said.

"Again, I'm sorry." She apologised. "I don't have control over Beyoncé's decisions."

"Neither of you had the common decency to let me in on what was going on? Even if it was business, I still have a right to know."

"I was going to tell y-"

"But when, Kelly? Because I know now."

"I know, but-"

"But what? Bey has been parading that bitch for how long now?" I rhetorically asked. "Like I said I'm too tired for this."

"Please forgive me." She practically begged. "I am so sorry, Nicki."

"Sure, whatever. ZAMORA, HURRY UO PLEASE!" I called out for my daughter.

She pulled me into a hug. We swayed for a second before I took a step back.

"I'm still not happy with either of you though." I would get over it eventually but for now I was going to be a bitch about it. "Tell your best friend to kiss my ass."

"She'll probably enjoy that."

I waited for Zamora to come to me before leaving.

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