Onika's POV
April 10, 2000
4:54PM
I felt something touch my hand and automatically pulled away until I heard the sound of Beyonce's voice.
"Its just me, calm down. You're not ugly Nicki and I can promise you that. You're far from it and if anybody is given you problems just let me know. You might not know me well but I'm willing to get to know if you give me the chance." She spoke. I looked into space, wishing I could see the look on her face. I could read people by the way they speak and something telling me her words aren't truly sincere. In my mind, it's as if she said everything with a smirk.
"I guess. But just give me time to warm up to you first. I'm very cautious about who I chose to hang around me considering my condition." I said. Beyonce moved but I didn't know where to.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"You don't feel you can trust me?" She asked, she was closer than before so I scooted back some for safety from her hot breath, not saying it stink or anything, I'd just rather not smell hot breath.
"No, we just met, literally." I said. She was quiet for some time.
"So if I told you I wanted to take you out on a date you wouldn't come with me?" She asked. She's really making it harder for me to read her with all these different questions and changes of tone in her voice and quite frankly I think she's doing it on purpose.
"Only if Robyn comes." I said. I could hear Beyonce sigh.
"But I'm not trying to get with Robyn, I'm trying to get with you." She said.
"What makes you think I'm gay?" I asked crossing my arms. Beyonce was caught off guard.
"Oh, um. I don't know. I just assumed I guess. My bad." She says, her tone dropping slightly towards the end of her sentence.
"But, I might be willing to give you a chance. I've never really dated anyone." I said shyly.
"Oh, well in that case, Onika, I'll teach you everything you need to know. But first there is something you should know about me." She said. I nodded.
"I have a penis." She said. My face scrunched up. Did I hear her right? I think I did.
"Wait, huh?" I asked.
"You heard me right the first time." She chuckled. I could tell she was kind of feeling a little embarrassed from my reaction.
"Oh, so does that still make us gay?" I asked. She took a moment to answer.
"I don't know. I mean I am a girl, but, yea I don't know." Bey said.
"I'm back bitches!" Robyn yelled. I smiled brightly at hearing her annoying accented voice, although I actually found her accent rather soothing.
"Robbie's!!!" I squealed. I knew Robyn paused at her much hated nickname I gave her at the age of 5.
"Nika Ima kick your ass." She said jumping onto my bed. I giggled.
"I thought you had to go home." I said.
"I did. I live right next door Nika come on now. It don't take that long." She said. I nodded.
"Bey?" I called out.
"Wassup?" She asked. I smiled. She had been too quiet and I thought she left out something.
"Just wanted to see if you were still here." I said.
"So wha y'all was talking about while I was saving a life?" Robyn asked.
"The most." I laughed shaking my head. Robyn grabbed my hand and held it and I smiled rubbing her fingernail. I always like to hold her hand because I felt a feeling of security with her. I knew no matter what Robyn would always have my back. She was like my blind seeing eye dog.
"Well Beyonce here-"
"We were watching spongebob and I was telling Nika what the characters looked like." Beyonce cut me off and I frowned.
"Oh, yea. It helps her get the picture." Robyn said. I looked in Beyonce's direction but of course got nothing because of me being blind. This was weird.
"Robyn can you get me a glass of water?" I asked.
"Yea." She said. Once I felt her get off of the bed and open the room door and close it, I spoke.
"What happened?" I asked Beyonce. She took a moment to answer.
"I panicked." She says simply. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Why? Robyn wouldn't judge you." I said.
"She would if she knew we liked the same person." She said. My face was so twisted in confusion, it felt weird.
"Robyn doesn't like me." I said lowly. Beyonce laughed.
"You seriously believe that? How you can't see-, I mean you can't tell from the way she acts?" Beyonce asked. I shrugged. I thought Robyn was just being a good friend.
"If you don't believe me, test it. I'll tell her that I like you, while you're in here and hear the way she responds to it." Bey said. I nodded softly. I heard the door open.
"I think I broke ya water thingy." Robyn said. I sighed taking the water bottle from her and waited on Beyonce's test.
"Robyn, can I ask you something?" Bey asked. I could tell Robyn had gave a shrug in response.
"Depends. Is it disrespectful?" She asked. I rolled my eyes with a small giggle.
"Would it be okay with you if I took Onika out on a date, I just wanted to get your permission since y'all friends and all." Beyonce said. Robyn hesitated to answer and I reached around the bed for her hand. She knew what I was trying do and gave me her hand.
"Uh, yea, go for it..." Robyn said. I frowned. She didn't sound to thrilled with news and her hands were tensed.
"Robyn?" I questioned lowly.
"Hm?" She responded.
"D-do you like me?" I asked lowly. Robyn didn't respond.
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