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~NY New Apartment~
one week later.

i was pissed. like super pissed off. it's been a whole fucking week and i haven't heard from onika. and i know one may think, you have a key, pop up.

my key is gone. i went over my key ring maybe five times standing outside her apartment days ago, but when i realized it was gone, i beat on her door until i couldn't anymore.

just for her neighbor to come out and say he saw her leave earlier that day. so days later, today, i've had enough. i'd been calling and texting but no response from either. she's playing with her life.

and she wonder why i go to her mother.

"hi ms.carol, how are you?"

"i'm good, darling. come in. i just finished cooking dinner."

"thank you. i won't stay long but...i was wondering if you'd seen onika recently?"

"oh....well she's been here since last week, i thought the two of you were going at it again." she looked at me confused, locking the door slowly. i let out a little huff but kept a small smile to hide my frustration. "i'm assuming this has nothing to do with the two of you."

"it doesn't ms.carol, i don't understand what's going on. we were perfectly fine."

"mmm." she nodded walking past me towards the kitchen. i followed because she had to know something without telling me. and i feel like she won't, out of loyalty to her daughter. but i hope she'll understand how much i need to know these things too.

or at least want to know.

"ms.carol is there something wrong?"

"no baby, nothing wrong. i'll make you a plate, you eating with me?"

"i wouldn't mind but....you don't seem so sure about there being nothing wrong. you sure?"

"i'm positive, love. what you want on your plate?"

"everything, i love your cooking. so she didn't say anything??"

"nothing that i can remember as important. gon take a seat at the table, i'll meet you. my other daughter is coming by too, maybe y'all can get to know one another."

i sighed in defeat going to sit at the table. she said onika had been here all week...how come her car isn't here now that i am? where did she go at this time of night? she got me questioning everything, i'm way too in love.

how could she leave someone she loves with a wandering mind like this? i can't be calm knowing she could be struggling somewhere. it's too much she's not telling me.

i pulled out my phone as i waited, nibbling on my lip.

i'm at your moms house, nika where are you? :

i sent a quick message before sitting my phone face down on the table. as i messed around with my nails i heard the front door, perking up in my seat. but when i saw a slightly tall image of onika, i slumped back in my seat.

"i see i'm not who you were expecting."

"sorry....i thought you were onika."