Onika's Anatomy

Reconciliation

Onika POV
Same Night

Tired wasn't the word to describe today. I was angry,frustrated and emotional as fuck. I wanted nothing but to sneak upstairs and take a long needed shower.

I swallowed back my tears thinking about what I could/should have done to save that young girls life. To top that off I felt so embarrassed by the way Beyoncé had spoken to me in front of residents. She was under pressure I get it—I was using up critical resources in the middle of mass casualty. But the way she spoke to me just brought back the memories of the fragile Onika, working under her intense pressure. She made me feel stupid in that moment, which made me question my passion. Was I too emotionally involved? Or was my time of the month coming to pay a visit. Either way the day was done and I did my best.

I sighed walking through the garage placing my shoes at the door. I was huge on not bringing my work shoes in the house, because I had kids to protect from certain viruses/diseases.

I peeked in all of kids rooms, they were empty. I rolled my eyes because I know damn well that meant they were sleeping in my bed. That was usually their routine when I would work late and Beyoncé was out of town.

Just like suspected as soon as I opened the door the four musketeers were sprawled out in the California King size bed—mouths open and all. I smiled and headed to the bathroom to take a long needed shower.

After finishing up my nightly shower routine. I got into boy shorts and oversized graphic tee. I did a quick skin care and placed my hair in my bonnet. I slipped in the bed and Papa immediately curled up under me. I placed a warm kiss on his head and placed my AirPods in to scroll on socials before going to sleep.

I was scrolling down Facebook when Beyoncé's face attached to a news article caught my attention. I sat so fast, papa's head ended up colliding with Rumi's, she jumped up in her sleep crying.

"Oh shit!" I grabbed her up trying to soothe her with a bunch of kisses and 'I'm sorries', to get her to calm down. I look down at Papa and he was still fast asleep, as if his big ass head didn't feel a thing.

I got Rumi to calm down, but now she found my chest and it was no putting her back down. I sighed going back to the article because I was confused. As of lately Beyoncé hasn't been mentioned in any blogs, mostly because she's very private.

But the headline was clear 'Dr.Knowles returns back as CEO after firing Steven Richardson'. One part of me hoped that this was just a rumor, but then another part of knew how much Beyoncé couldn't stay from work even if she tried.

I felt angry, mostly because I assumed her reprising her role would be something that we would talk about. Finding out through social media and sleeping next to each other every night did not sit right with me. I always knew at some point she would go back regardless, but not so abruptly. Then it made me wonder if she really intended on leaving in the first place?

All that bullshit she said about being more present for her family felt like a lie right now. I locked my phone placing it on the night stand. I was too tired to consult with my other personality Roman about the ten different ways I was going to curse Beyoncé out. Instead I just drifted off to sleep, cuddling with my little broke friends....

I felt my body involuntarily shifting, but I was to tired to even realize what was going on. I felt my legs dangling, but the warm comfort of two big pillows under my head was to die for. I felt my body being lowered, followed by the cool sensation of the thick comforters. My eyes fluttered open to the sight of Beyoncé. She was oiled down in black silk robe. She turned from locking the door and caught me looking at her.

"I tried not to wake up baby..."She came over to the side of the bed and placed a kiss on my lips. Followed by another one, then another one, a few seconds later she was on top of me attacking my neck. I could only wrap my arms around her thick muscular arms to keep me steady. Her warm breathing against my skin mixed with the warm swirl of her tongue and some intermittent biting had me lost for words.