The Other Woman

Keep This Pussy In Versace

"Who is this?" I ask for confirmation. "Ali Knowles." She responds.

*

I sigh. "Hi, Ali." I say. She chuckles. "Hi, Onika."

I know she didn't call me to have a conversation as if we're friends. She better get to talking.

"So I just wanted to tell you that you need to stay away from my Beyoncé. I suggest you find a new lawyer." She explains.

I try to hold in a laugh.

I understand you can be somewhat jealous at the fact Bey and I are going to dinner together and are friends, but telling me to find a new lawyer is crossing the line.

"I'm sorry, Ali, but I won't be able to do that. She's my lawyer until this case is over and done with." I say as calmly as possible.

She chuckles. "The hell she is. I know girls like you. Y'all just chase money. I see you." She says.

Oh, now this is funny. I laugh loudly, not caring if she hears. That's just straight up disrespectful.

When I stop laughing, I hear her huff. "Like I said, Ali, she's my lawyer until this case is over. Excuse my language, but you don't fucking know me and you never will. To assume something so extreme like that about someone when you've only seen them a total of about... three times is beyond me. That shows me more about the person you are then the person you think I am. So, if you'll excuse me, I'm a very busy woman and I don't have time to lounge around arguing with a woman full of jealousy. Have a great day." I snap on her then hang up

I sigh loudly and throw myself in bed.

I should tell Beyoncé... but we did say we were going to keep our distance. It would be nice to be petty back though. She crossed the line with telling me to look for a new lawyer. Does she not know how this works? Bey and I are way too deep into this to even go our separate ways. I'd have to restart with a whole new lawyer and he'd have to be introduced to the judge and Safaree's team. Ali really fucking tried it.

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2 Months Later...

It's been two months since that whole situation happened with Beyoncé. I'd like to say we're doing a good job of keeping our distance. We still go to lunch and dinner together, but not as often.

Throughout this whole time of us being more apart than usual, Bey has been as respectful as she can. The case is running smoothly still as well so that makes me happy. Bey even said it's reaching its end points, so I'm praying justice is served.

But there's one thing I've noticed throughout this whole situation.

Now that her and I aren't together as much if it isn't about the case... I miss her more. I guess the saying 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' is true. I refused to admit that for a while because I couldn't believe it my damn self. I didn't want to believe it. But it's true. I don't only like being around her, I love it. She puts a big goofy smile on my face even if she's only doing the simplest things. She's beautiful, and she makes me laugh when I'm down. She's always been good at getting my mind off the crazy situations in my life when I need it.

Coming to terms with those feelings was hard, but I have to accept them. I could possibly love a married woman. Is it love? Or infatuation? Either way, there are some feelings there that I can't and don't want to ignore. Ignoring them will make my life even harder.

She still has problems in her marriage, and I've been there for her as a friend because that's what we are. The same way she's there for me with advice about Safaree, I'm there to help her through anything with Ali. I recently learned why they broke up the first time. It was because Ali cheated on her. Which, now that I think about it, it makes a lot of things make sense...