Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝑂𝑛𝑖𝑘𝑎
"Cheers to the new season!" Mari raised his glass and everyone followed suit. He nudged Beyoncé who stood right alongside him, urging her to say something. It was the night before the season started. We collectively decided to have a dinner to celebrate the success of preseason and of course to hope for another eventful season ahead.
Only the people we are closest to were invited so of course I brought Lauren and my mother. Bey brought Kelly and Rihanna, and Mari brought Aubrey and Bryson. My brother's fiancée was here as well.
Bey took my hand and kissed it before gazing back at everyone. "Cheers to the journey ahead of us and the memories we will make. Cheers to new and lasting love and happiness and support for each other, caring for each other and having one another's backs in the face casualties and defeat. This is much more than some group of friends, we family. That's all that matters."
"Preach Pastor Knowles!" Robyn blurted out causing Beyoncé to frown and the rest of us to laugh. She sat down, placing another kiss on my temple and letting me place my head on her shoulder.
I could feel my mom's eyes. Her fantasy of both her children being in love with the right people was in play and she for sure had too much excitement running through her little body.
Beyoncé and I have had somewhat of a consensus on the things we need to focus on as of right now. After what happened between her and Odell, I went into work the next day and Ciara pulled me aside. Just as I thought, I could've easily lost my job due to the video footage they found of the two idiots and their little disagreement. I was terrified, but she reminded me that it was only a first offense and that if I make sure not to let it happen again, the job is still mine.
Not only that, but Odell spoke on the incident so our names were everywhere for a good day and a half before I asked Bey to get that shit taken down.
I wasn't going to let a petty argument tarnish my image or my reputation. People are quick as fuck to come up with their own stories and neither of us need that.
Bey promised not to fight with him as long as I cut ties. I have. He was wrong for pushing Bey to that point and I should've known better than to hug him in the first place. I've apologized and she did, too. Right now, we're just trying to enjoy the peace and quiet.
After deleting my socials for the time being, I've focused mostly on work, family, and my relationship.
"You okay?" Her hand pressed flat against the small of my back, rubbing up and down my spine.
"Yes... I'm just taking everything in. Last year no one would've been able to tell me that I'd be living like this."
She hummed, "same. If someone would've told me I'd be sitting at a table full of my closest friends, next to the love of my life I probably would've laughed in their face. But now this all I could ever want. This is true happiness for me, Nicki. You've got no idea."
