𝘔𝘺 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 🥀

28

Righteousness:

I'm glad they came when they did.

I can say that Beyoncé is meant for me. Sittin in that basement, I called out for her. Prayed that she would hear me and come save us. I'd never had my prayers be answered so directly. I could've cried.

When I heard voices coming through the walls, I wanted to scream...But I felt like screaming would cause everyone to panic and I didn't want anything to happen to whoever it was.

It was hard to bang against the window...so I was throwin my boot the best I could. Thankful that caused enough noise to draw someone to me. Solange is who I continue to thank. Over and over.

She put herself in danger by going in that backyard, just to look for us. I owe her so much.

Now....Ms.Tina has us at her home until she feels like it's safe enough for us to return home. I really don't mind this time. Beyoncé keeps me company.

"You sure nothin happened?"

"Nothin, Yoncé, I promise."

"He didn't touch you or nothin?"

"Nothin." I giggled grabbin her face. She's been askin me the same question since we got inside. Even after my shower and a hot breakfast, she still kept going. "I sat in the basement the whole time...I don't think he wanted to hurt us."

"Who is that man?"

"That's Mills dad...He said he got a feelin we know where his son is and...he wanted us to tell him. But we don't know nothin to tell." I brushed my thumb across her lip. She stared at me deeply, makin me tingle inside.

My legs opened for her to lay between them, resting her head in my neck. I rubbed through her hair, slightly caressing her neck at the same time. She was comfortable here and I didn't mind one bit.

"I didn't kill him Bunny."

"I believe you."

"I just helped move his body but....I don't know how they didn't find it. We left em in town so he could be found."

"I guess it's not for us to know Bey. We have to let it go cause it's not in our hands no more." I spoke softly. All of this, I want to push to the back of my mind. But I got a feelin the truth gon come out sooner than later. There's two bodies to come across.

Beyoncé lifted, hovering over me. I looked over her face at the beauty marks and moles. Her colorful eyes were a trance. Pulling me in more and more.

Our lips caught one another, dancing slow like a soft tune played behind us. I held the side of her face to keep a feel of her skin. Letting her kiss from my jaw to my neck as she pleased.

My lips parted, a soft sigh leavin from how good it felt.

"I love you Onika."

"Mmm, I love you too."

The feelin of her sucking my skin gave me a shock. I pushed her head making her suck harder, a hum leaving my mouth as I bit down on my lip. She roamed her hands around my body giving me another piece of pleasure to think about.

I was going crazy.

Humming and gasping from every touch of her finger. My eyes closed at some point.

"Yoncé!"

I opened my eyes quick, staring at the ceiling. Beyoncé didn't move not once, but only continued what she was doin. My heart raced in a panic that someone would come in this room and see us...

"Yoncé."

"Sh. If youn say nothin, she won't."

"But that's ya mom. You gotta answer."