"𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒....."
Are these girls the Cool People you once remember them as? Will trials remind them how there's still Cool People in the world?
Will Onika & Beyoncé let the world ruin it?
More so, will they allow themsel...
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"What's up playa.." my dad said as I came into view. I shook my head smiling, pulling him into a hug.
He's doing way better than he was before, he's even walking now. I'm grateful for his health getting better. I almost crashed as he was crashing.
I love my dad as much as I love my mom. As hard as it is to believe, I do. We had our moments and I might've not agreed on how he handled some situations but at the end of the day that was still my pops. The only parent I have left.
"I ain't no playa pops." I laughed.
"That's not what your sisters said," he responded.
"Big mouths." I groaned. He laughed.
"Oh this must be the one that's always tweaking out, as your sisters said?" Onika looked at Solange and Robyn with shocked looks.
"Sorry sis, but you do." Robyn said, holding her hands up in surrender.
"What does tweaking mean?" My dad asked genuinely.
"Basically tripping out pops." I said laughing.
"I'm getting old. Last I checked, tweaking meant making an adjustment. Oh well, nice to meet you young lady." My dad held his hand out.
My dad met Onika one time. That was at my graduation. He lived in a whole other state at the time. Then he became ill. I didn't want them to meet again during his most stressful time.
We moved him here to Georgia, refusing to let him out of our sights. We had to have him close. We lost our mama when we were far apart...
"Dad you don't remember meeting her?" Solange asked. He frowned and looked at Solange.
"No I'm sorry." He immediately apologized.
"It's okay Mr. Knowles. You been through a lot so I don't expect you to. My name is Onika." She smiled introducing herself.
"Onika? That's different. I like it. Say Onika.. can I ask you a question.." he traveled his way over to my sectional. Making sure to prop his feet up. I gave him a cover just in case he want to nap.
"Thanks Ju," I didn't hear that name in a long while. Since my mother actually, so it made me beam.
"Sure. You can ask me anything."
"What is my daughter doing that has you.. "tweaking" as you guys say on her?" I just shook my head.
"Dad just say tripping out or something you know." I smiled
