August 5, 2017
New York City
Onika Maraj-Knowles
I was driving back home after a long day at the store, thinking about the man that came in earlier.
There was something about him that just didn't feel right to me, but I can't explain it.
I shrugged and I turned my music up, nodding to the beat that was blaring through the speakers. As the music was playing, it suddenly faded out due to a call coming in.
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Hey Nic Nac what you up to?" The person replied.
"Solo what's up girl!" I yelled. It was Beyoncé's younger sister Solange.
"Nothing much just calling to see how your doing, and also to ask have you talked to Bey today."
It hadn't really occurred to me until she said something, but I really haven't heard from her all day.
"Um, now that you mention it, no I haven't talked to her at all really." I said. "Is everything ok?" I asked.
"Yea yea, it's just I haven't really talked to my sister in awhile and I miss her...but if you see her could you tell her to call me please?" She asked.
"Yea Solo I'll tell her."
"Alright! Thanks sister, I'll talk to you soon! I love you." She said.
"I love you to! Bye!" I replied.
"Bye."
I ended the call and my music came back on.
I pulled up to the building our penthouse is in and I parked the car. I grabbed my phone and I decided to call Beyoncé because I haven't heard from her all day.
I dialed her number, but it went straight to voicemail.
I tried it one more time, but it did the same thing.
Hmm that's odd. I thought to myself, her phone never goes straight to voicemail like that.
I grabbed all of my belongings and walked inside of the building.
I walked over to the elevators and I pressed the button to go up. I waited for the elevator to come down, and when it did I got on it.
The button for the 20th floor lit up after I pressed it, and the door to the elevator had almost closed, when someone stuck their hand in between the doors, causing them to open again.
I looked up to see who it was, and my heart stopped a little.
The man from the store.
He walked in and stood on the other side of the elevator. The doors closed and the elevator started to move.
I looked at my phone, aimlessly scrolling through twitter. I could feel and see him staring at me from the corner of my eye.
I tried to avoid any form of contact with him, but it didn't work.
"Well this is interesting." He said, turning his body toward me.
