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𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭: 𝟗

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𝟕:𝟏𝟐
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It was the next morning and Ken still wasn't home. I could've stayed the night at Beyonce's house like I intended on doing. Why did he feel the need to control everything I did?

I got up to brush my teeth and do my daily routine before I started my day. I thought back to Beyoncé's breakfast and how good that would be right now.

"Shit. I never texted her last night", I look at my phone not seeing a notification from her.

That's new.

I call her phone and got sent to voicemail. I call a few more times before getting the same message.

I text her phone hoping she'd contact me before Ken came home.

Beyoncé?
Goodmorning, I apologize for not texting you last night.

I put my phone in my pocket so I could put something on my stomach before going to the church.

I look in my fridge not seeing a single thing I enjoyed eating. I even looked in the cabinets not seeing one thing that I liked.

Why was I even here?

I heard the door open and slam signaling a frustrated Ken.

"ONIKA", his voice echoed through the house.

"In the kitchen", I try saying without an attitude.

He came in with the nastiest look on his face.

"What are you still doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the church?", he questions.

"I was trying to eat something before I went but there's nothing here that I eat", I complain in hopes of him caring.

"So you're being late to the lord so that you can eat? Do you know how ridiculous you sound?", i wasn't in the mood for his bullshit today.

"It's only ridiculous when it's not you Ken. I don't have time for this today", I say grabbing my keys to leave but he snatched my arm before I could walk out.

"Raise your tone with me again Onika, I promise you won't like what happens next", I look into his eyes seeing nothing but dark matter. I didn't know who this was but he wasn't the same man I married.

"Let me go", I yelled trying to get out of his grip.

I hit him hard in the arm and he finally let my arm go.

"I can't stay here with you like this Ken. I got to go", I say before slamming the door.

"Don't you leave in my car Onika", he shouts coming out of the door.

"Fuck off Ken", I say getting in.

"Im serious woman don't you drive off", he says charging towards the car so I hurriedly pull off.

I'd never seen Ken so angry before. Especially not angry enough to rough handle me.

I felt tears stream down my face not feeling safe with him anymore.

I park the car a few minutes down the road so i could catch an Uber to Beyoncé's house.

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I knock on her door seeing her car in the garage.

"I'm coming", I hear her voice.

She opens the door yawning so I know she's just woken up.

"I'm sorry for waking you up", I shyly say.

She looks around me confused. "How did you get here?"

"I caught an Uber", I say as she let me in.

"An Uber for what? I would've picked you up and you have a car", she follows me to her bedroom.