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Beyoncé
"When I was eight years old I- I'd rather not tell you." She went and locked the door.
"Well I guess we're not leaving. I understand if you don't want to tell me but you need to tell someone, so until you make that decision we'll be here." I took a deep breath before collecting my thoughts.
"When I was eight I...I was at this party for to celebrate something for my mom, I don't remember what it was that we were celebrating anymore, when my uncle came over to talk to me. He told me he had something really important to tell me but he couldn't tell me in front of everyone at the party. He took me up to my room and told me to get undressed. I, of course, told him no so he started to force my clothes off of me. Apparently kicking and screaming wasn't enough for the people downstairs to hear me and it only made him angrier. He left so many bruises on my body just trying to take everything off of me until when it was actually time for him to do that I didn't have the energy to stop him. Not that it would've been useful anyways, I mean he was like triple my size probably more. I waited until after he left to tell my dad. My dad got mad that I'd told someone after my uncle told me not to and he did the same thing. I guess they were doing this together. I was scared to tell my mom for a while. I was scared that she would do the same thing to me. But after what I thought was just a one time thing turned into an every night thing I told her. She got really mad at my dad and two weeks later she gave him some divorce papers. My dad just kind of stopped coming around for a while until about three years later claiming he wanted to just talk. I would never listen to him because I was scared that the same thing would happen again, since it all started with talking. A year later we moved to New York and now I'm here" I explained.
"So does it make you uncomfortable when I make sexual references or when I do sexual things to do?"
"No because I actually really like when you do it"
"Is that why you don't like Russell touching you or is it a gut thing?"
"It depends. I can usually tell when people are genuine or not and I mostly rely on gut feeling. On the night that he asked me to come with him I almost said no. I'll forever blame myself for that"
"No! Don't do that! You were young, you never thought he would do something like that, you thought he was going to talk"
"It was kind of traumatizing for a little girl to have all those tests being done. I was still at the age where it was as simple as not letting anyone touch me there"
"I know." She opened her arms and walked into them, embracing her into a hug.
"I've never told anyone that" I whispered.
"Thank you for telling me"
"Nicki what happened to your parents?" I asked pulling away.
"What do you mean?"
"You've talked to my mom before and every time I go to your house they're never there"
"My mom, she um...she died in a car accident last year and my dad may be in prison, I'm not sure"
"Oh, wow. I'm so sorry"
"It's cool. I was never close with them when I came here anyway"
"Why?"
"Well first off my mother left me in Trinidad from like eight extra years and my dad is a whole other story"
"If you ever want to talk about it I'm like always around you" I chuckled. She smiled and pulled me back in by my waist. I bent down and pecked her lips.
"Nah, see you've given me too many pecks today. I want a real kiss" Nicki smirked. I rolled my eyes before kissing her.
"Why you acting like you didn't want to kiss me?" She pouted.
"I always want to kiss you"
"Oh word?"
"Mhm"
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Lunch
Onika
"Are you feeling better?" I asked Bey. She just nodded. I looked up at her and she smiled softly. Of course she was sitting in my lap.
"Girl guess what?" Kehlani asked sitting down in front of us.
"What?" Bey and I said at the same time.
"Aww cute but I was talking to Beyoncé"
"What?"
"I'm going to the game with Ryan!"
"See, I told you all you had to do was talk to him"
"Who's Ryan?" I asked.
"Oh, only the finest dark skin nigga I've ever met, but what happened with y'all today? I looked up and y'all were gone" Lani said.
"Bey, you wanna answer that?" I asked.
"Human beings aggravate my soul"
"That doesn't answer my question but ok" she shrugged. I sat back wrapping my arms around Bey's waist when I saw him coming. I felt her tense up and put her face in my neck.
"Relax. Russell you have 0.2 seconds to get away from my table before we have an even bigger problem"
"I'm here to apologize" he said.
"Again 0.2 seconds"
"Beyoncé" she looked up.
"Yes?"
"I apologize for my actions earlier. I didn't mean to grab you or..." I started to tune him out. Damn Beyoncé looks good today. Have I told her that today yet? I bit my lip and moved her hair to the side. And started to softly kiss her neck.
"Are you still listening to me?"
"Uhh Yes" she half moaned. I smirked and kept going, sucking on her neck.
"So anyways I realized that I was out of line and-. Could you guys please stop?" He asked.
"No, keep going baby"
"Ok, long story short I hope you forgive me"
"I'll th-think about it" Bey managed to get out. He nodded before walking away.
"You really can't multitask, huh?" Kehlani asked.
"I can but Onika was distracting me"
"I was not"
"Yes you were. I was trying to have a civilized conversation"
"You were probably not listening anyway"
"I was trying"
"Too bad. Oh and I left a mark"
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