Beyoncé Knowles
Houston, Texas
Maraj Residence"Don't let the temptation of the women get to you. I can tell you're trying Bey. You are better than your father, don't let that be you. Take care of my little girl" Mr Maraj spoke as we stood outside of his home. I had no choice but to redeem myself for my disrespectful actions from our first meeting.
So, I decided to come and talk to him today. It's been a few days since I last spoken to Onika since I told her about Teyana showing up at my home. She didn't like that she had so much access to me and been giving me the cold shoulder ever since. Hoping to see her here was a definite fail.
Her home, studio, her office, and even now her own father. I could quite reach her. She wouldn't answer my calls nor text messages and it bothered me but I understood. Teyana was causing problems and would try to rub it in Onika's face. It's making her push me away.
"Yes sir, thank you even giving me the opportunity to make it up to you. I was totally disrespectful last time. So, thank you." I said and he nodded with a smile.
"Oh BeyBey, you're just like Tina. I need to see her." He said putting his hands together. Laughing I still couldn't wrap my head around my woman father and my mother were best friends.
"Hopefully I get to see you more. I need to know more stories about you and my mother," I laughed as I walked off to my car. He nodded and waved me off as I made it to the driver side door.
"Come back any time, I got plenty." he said and I nodded getting inside of my car. As I watched him escape back into his home I released the biggest exhale of a lifetime. Although he was a nice man, the secrecy and his calmness was frighten. He gave me Olivia Pope father and I truly believe he'll kill for Onika. I was excited that our meeting this time went so smoothly.
He showed me everything he could even Onika's baby pictures. Really explained what happened to her mother and brother. Learning from your partners parents is a different kinda love because you really get a preview of them growing up into the person you love.
Pulling out my phone, I tapped into Onika messages and still no response. I knew she was mad but damn at least I didn't touch that girl. I hate that one person could cause so much commotion in one relationship but Tey was.
:call me
:you okay?
:just wanted to see you
:I hope you're doing okay. I really miss you
:goodnight
:hope you have a good day
:if you can just let me know you're okay.
The silence is what hurt me the most. It was the NOT knowing if she was just mad or she needed me. Throwing my phone back down on the passenger seat, I decided I should go to her house one more time. Pulling away from her father's home, I sighed not knowing what to expect from her.
"Hey Siri, Call Tanya," I spoke and waited to our call to pick up. Hearing it go straight to voicemail, I laughed and continued my driving to her home. Break my phone for being on it but block me for being honest with you. I could've kept what happened between Tey and I a secret but I didn't think that would be good idea.
Thought Wrong.
The twenty five minute drive to her house didn't seem long because of my speeding. I needed to know why I was getting ignored. Only grabbing my phone and keys, I quickly jumped out of my truck and hurriedly walked to her front door. Lifting my hand to knock the door swung open and I stepped back to a man stepping in front of me.
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