always forever | beynika

8.

BEYONCÉ

i didn't know what was going on. but i was afraid. it went from a fun party to a crime scene.

all i could think about, though, was onika. not just her, but the girl she was with. i didn't know who the girl was, but i didn't like she was all up on onika.

i mentally groaned as i thought about what the two could be doing. i don't think onika is her girlfriend. i hope not.

i managed to dash out of the building safely, along with michelle and kelly. i was praying that onika had made it out safely.

i think the girls could see it in my demeanor that something was off. not just being scared from the shots. i wasn't too worried about the shots as i've encountered this before.

"hey, bey, what's on your mind?" michelle asked me as i hadn't said a word yet.

i looked at her, fear and concern evident in my eyes.

"everything is alright. we made it to my car, and we're somewhere far from the party. we're safe." she reassured me.

"yeah, but what if she isn't?" i asked, my eyes beginning to burn from tears.

"who's she- onika." kelly asked, already knowing.

i nodded slowly. "what if she didn't make it out of there okay? i-,"

"don't think that way, okay? onika is fast and smart. i'm sure she made it out of there okay. we will call her in a little while if we have to." kelly placed her hand on my shoulder.

i silently cried as we went to michelle's home. we were having a sleepover as well.

i went inside of her home with the both of them. kelly took me upstairs to michelle's room while michelle filled her parents in on what was going on.

"can we call onika now? please?" i asked kelly and she nodded.

kelly picked up my phone and went to call onika. we waited for her to pick up, but never got an answer. the longer it rang, the more my anxiety rose.

kelly called one more time, and we got the same thing. it rang and rang until it got to her voicemail box.

i was sobbing right now. i couldn't fathom the idea of onika being dead. she meant so much to me. if i lost her completely, i don't know what id do.

"she could be trying to get home. don't think negative, okay? maybe her phone is dead." kelly kissed my head and i just nodded.

michelle came into the room and the both of them consoled me as best as they could.

we all ended up showering then getting into bed. well, i got into bed. they went downstairs to eat something. i sniffled as more tears threatened to fall.

even though onika and i weren't on the terms we used to be, she still meant everything to me. i kind of felt ridiculous for sitting here crying because i was the one who broke us up.

eventually, the girls came back up but i was already asleep. crying had worn me out.

the next day, i was being forced out of bed by michelle. i didn't want to get up, i didn't care to. but i knew it was necessary. i had already been in bed for hours, even after waking up. i groaned loudly and slugged out of her bed.

"okaayy, what?" i mumbled, turning to look at her.

"come on, you've been in my bed all day. plus, we've got word on onika." she said.

i instantly perked up at that. i needed to know what it was.

"okay, so spill!" i yanked on her arm.

she winced. "dang, hulk! where did all this strength come from?" she rubbed her arm. "onika was shot-,"