The Lakes | Beynika

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OMNISCIENT POV

Despite being deep into her walk in closet, Onika could hear her girlfriend opening the door, and answering to whoever was on the other side.

Moments before they both stood inside getting ready for a dinner, when an unexpected knock on the door halted their conversation.

"Yeah Onika's here give me a minute." The door closed and Maya's footsteps grew louder as she walked back upstairs to tell Onika the sudden appearance was for her.

"Baby?"

"I'm still in here!" She yelled from the closet.

"Some woman is at the door, looking for you— apparently." She sounded confused, almost like what she said was a question rather than a statement.

Onika's eyebrows furrowed and she hastily began to walk towards the door, her curiosity carrying her faster than ever.

However, When she opened it revealing the mystery woman she stopped dead in her tracks and her mouth gaped open.

Quickly gather herself, she fixed her terrible posture, and closed her mouth trying to appear unfazed.

"What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you." The blonde haired woman stuffed her hands into her pockets and began to rock from side to side. She'd never admit it but Onika still made her nervous.

Looking behind her, making sure Maya was no longer in the room she closed the front door and motioned for her to slide from under the door frame.

After pushing her further out onto the porch Onika stood there studying the face of the woman who she hadn't seen in ages.

"So how have you been?"

"How have I been?" She let out a huge sigh, after repeating the question. She had imagined Beyonce one day coming back but she hadn't prepared herself for it. It seemed damn near impossible.

"Bey, you can't just ask me how I've been after ten years."

"...You do know that? That it's been ten years?" She continued.

"I know-"

"Do you Giselle? Do you actually?" Tears were welling up in her eyes, and her voice was beginning to crack each time she attempted to speak.

"I know, and I'm here—I know it's late, But I want to apologize. I never meant to hurt you like that. We were young."

"Yeah."

She mumbled something incoherently under her breath and glanced down at her watch checking the time.

"You have five more minutes before you need to wrap this up. I'm busy."

She used her hand to wipe the tears that threatened to fall.

"Can I see her?"

"No. Absolutely not." She stated.

Beyonce immediately put up a fight. She had worked hard for this moment, and to be denied after all these years hurt.