Disclosure

Put It Down Part 2

*2 Days Later*
August 19
Onika Maraj POV

"Thank you." I told my housekeeper as she replaced Robyn and I's drinks. I hadn't taken any of her calls or responded to any of her texts since my husband decided to embarrass me a couple nights ago. She popped up today out of nowhere and we were now sitting in my living room while Alex worked alone outside. I wasn't very talkative which is why I had chosen to ignore any social interaction. As I sat with Robyn, I felt her continuing to look at me out of corner of my eye.

"What Robyn?"

"Nothing it's just.. you're really quiet." She looked away to stare out of the window at Alex.

"Just not in a talkative mood but i'm okay."

"Well girl you kicking me out? Cause I only came over cause I was worried fucking sick." Her bajan accent popped out. I had to smirk.

"No Rob. I appreciate it you know I do girl. It's just a lot on my mind." I truthfully admitted.

"About what happened that night? That's understandable." She responded but didn't pry too much. "Where's the other one? Beyoncé? Did he run her off?" She asked after clearly realizing she had not seen Beyoncé. I grew nervous as soon as she said her name.

"Um I don't know." I sat my drink down on the glass table before us. Sometimes I hated Robyn cause the woman was no idiot. She caught onto my shift immediately.

"What was that?" She sat up quickly and put her index finger in the air like she was investigating a clue.

"What? What was what?" I ignored her gaze.

"That! You're doing it again. Onika I swear to God if you don't—"

"Robyn I don't know where she is. Honest." I panicked as she smirked.

"But you know WHY she's not here. Tell me." She shook me roughly.

"Rob stop! Even if I did know I can't tell you here. He could come in at any time." I nodded my head outside where Alex was now right on my patio. She then took my hand and started walking me through my own damn house. She led me in another lounging room that I barely used.

"Here. Tell me here." Her eyes were wide with excitement as she held my hands and sat down with me on the white couch. I rolled my eyes and questioned whether or not I should.

"If I tell you this.. You cannot tell anyone not even Ariana not even your husband." I warned her with as much expression as I could muster.

"Okay okay you know my lips sealed." She pretended to zip them.

~~Flashback~~

"Why we in here?" She looked around the large room. My california king was in the far back, one level up from the area we were standing on, and had 4 posts that sheer white curtains hung from. The lower level we stood on was a large sitting space with a beautiful white sofa much like the one in my living room. Also on this level was a massive bathroom the size of the room itself and 2 walk in closets.

"Because this is my room." I led her to the couch and we both sat down.

"Okay." She clasped her hands together and wouldn't make direct eye contact with me.

"You were just upset downstairs now what are you going to do about it?" I tested her as I crossed my legs elegantly.

"What do you mean?" She began to cower just as I thought she would. I knew making the bold move of bringing her up here as if she actually had a chance would show her she wasn't ready for this like she originally thought. Still I kept pressing her to get the point across.