In·fi·del·i·ty

V. Waitin' On You

"If I had to choose, I know I'm gone always choose to be with you..."

Onika
Hidden Hills, California
April 28th, 2018
6:45pm

I turnt off the steaming water and stepped out of the shower and grabbed two towels, wrapping one around my body and the other around my damp hair, once they were securely in place I walked the small distance to the mirror, it was slightly fogged but I could still see my appearance.

The guilt on my face ran deep.

It'd been a couple of hours since I asked Julius to take me to the apartment I had out in Hidden Hills, I rarely used it and had almost forgotten about it until I remembered the keys on my lanyard, it wasn't actually mines since Beyoncè paid for it but she'd gifted it to me some time ago for whenever I came in to town.

My stomach twisted in guilt and cowardice as I thought about her.

I had multiple missed calls and texts from her, all remaining unanswered, the conversation Ming and I had the only thing cycling through my head for the past few hours.

I loved her, I know I did.

So why was I so afraid?

I sighed walking out the bathroom and into the large master room, it was mostly untouched but the design on it was impeccable, Bey written all over it.

I dropped my towel and walked over to the bed where my duffle was and pulled out a cami and some spandex shorts along with my lavender scented lotion. Once I uncapped the bottle to the lotion I began to smooth it on my skin, the cool sensation calming me a bit.

Once I was done I slipped on the cami and shorts, and proceeded to take the towel off my head, I decided to let my hair just air dry so I just threw it in a messy bun.

I made my way out the room and down the hall towards the kitchen, the sounds of Musiq Soulchilds 'sobeautiful' playing softly through the wireless speaker built into the walls.

I was almost past the living room until a voice startled me, the lights were low so I couldn't see but I definitely knew who it belonged to.

"You said you'd come out here so we could talk...so why're you running Onika?" Her voice resonated through the room, I could hear the slight anger in it despite her tone still being smooth like honey.

After my breathing regulated I tried to get a look at her but it was still to dark so I settled for a question instead.

"How'd you get in?" Dumb question, but it was the only one I could get out.

She laughed sharply before her tall frame rose, a light clicking on shortly after, my vision finally flooded with her.

She was dressed down...which she rarely did. Her hair half-up while the rest flowed down her back, a style that had become a favorite of hers I could tell, it was mines too. A black hoodie hung off of her and she had on shorts similar to mines that clung to her shapely thighs, and surprisingly when I looked down at her feet she was wearing a pair of Jordan's, specifically a pair of 1's, I could tell they were custom because her name was written right on the side of them.