AN: This is being continued but not following the last chapter ending. I don't remember their past so I'm just going to write it as if it hadn't been said.
Onika POV
She held me in her arms until I pulled away looking her in the eyes. I took a seat and reached for the dictionary as Beyoncé patted my shoulder with a small smile making her way back to the other side of the wide framed granite desk. I looked over the stack of papers once more and noticed Beyoncé sliding me a highlighter and index cards.
"How are you learning if you're not taking notes." She said lastly giving me a pencil. I softly took the pencil and began highlighting.
Beyoncé's POV
I opened my MacBook watching Onika intensely use the dictionary. It made me proud, almost being similar to the experience of a mother experiencing her child's first steps in life. An accomplishment leading to something far more successful in life. I only want the best for Onika. When I see her I see me. She has so much potential to be whatever she wants to be. She just needs someone to give her that push and opportunity. About 2 hours went back of complete silence until she finally spoke.
"Beyoncé-
"Call me Bey." I said softly. She nodded looking down as she continued to speak.
"I noticed something..." she said, her words decreasing in tone as they trailed off. I nodded for her to go on.
"The notary doesn't have a witness." She said. I averted my attention back to my MacBook and started typing.
A moment of silence went by as Onika sat with a nervous look on her face.
"Is that all you noticed-
In the middle of my question Onika phone sounded causing her to jump.
"I'm sorry." She said with pleading eyes. I nodded.
"You're a mother, answer it." I said. She nodded raising up and walked off to the far corner of the office. I watch her walk off and answer her phone. From over here I could hear her grandmothers voice booming through the speaker even though it wasn't on speaker.
"Nika what ya doin'?! Did that nice lady like that salad I made fa' ha?" Her grandmother yelled causing me to let out a small laugh. Onika covered her face in embarrassment and I stood up making my way over to her.
"Grandma I'm -
"Still at work and the salad was lovely. Thank you." I said into the phone staring Onika down. She looked down as I continued to stare.
"See I knew you was a vegan from that skinny ass shape ya got. Nicki Nia needs-
"I know I know. I'll figure it out. I have to go I'm still at work. I'll talk to you when I get back to the house." Onika said and hung up before her grandmother could say another word.
I know I shouldn't be nosy but I couldn't help myself, especially if I know I could be a possible help to her.
"What does she need?" I asked. Onika looked up in confusion pushing a strand of loose hair out of her face.
"Huh?" She asked hanging her purse up. I got closer making her walk backwards. Noticing how uncomfortable she was I smirked and walked back to my desk.
"Your daughter. What does she need?" I asked grabbing my glasses going back to my work. Nicki let out a small laugh of embarrassment and shook her head no.
"Nothing she's fine." She said making her way back to the desk as well. I paused what I was doing and sat my pen down.
"Onika-
Onika POV
"Beyon- I mean Bey.." I corrected myself once I seen her eyebrows shift in an upward fashion.
"Look, I know you're just trying to help but there's a such thing as too much help. I appreciate the job offer and the ride and everything else you've done for me, but I still want to remain an independent woman. It's not your job to look out for me and mines. The job offer was enough." I finally spoke each word with a tone of matter.
Beyoncé took her time before answering and then straightened her posture before beginning to speak.
"Onika, I'm offering you help. I'm not trying to take your independence or anything. I just want to help you." She said.
But why? What complete stranger wants to help another complete stranger for no reason. (Remember I said ignore that last chapter ending)
"Why though? What are you getting out of helping me? You don't think you've done enough? You basically handed me this job, you stood up for me-
"I see you Onika." She said assertively. I furrowed my eyebrows. Well I'm not invisible.
"You see me?" I questioned. She stood up and my heart started racing. Please sit back down.
"I see you. I don't over look the little things in life. I find a challenge more of an experience than a burden. Let's take a lunch break. My treat." She said. I sighed holding my head low.
"I don't want to feel like no ones charity case." I said. Beyoncé held her hand out for mines. I looked at her. When she realized wasn't going to reach back she grabbed my hand.
"You're not a charity case. When I say I see you it means I see you. I see your desires, your dreams, possibly even your fantasies-
"How would you know my dreams and desires?" I asked removing my hand from hers. She reaches and grabbed my hand again.
"I get tired of talking. Let me show you. It's obvious I'm helping for a reason. I'm going to be straight up. You have a right to be curious about my actions but there are people who do things with no interior motive. But Me? I have a motive. When all this is over, and I'm referring to your situation...I want to be apart of it. I want to be in your life, when you come from out of that shell you consider your comfort, I want to be there to witness it. I just want to be the reason you smile. I don't want a thank you, your money, or anything. Just to be able to live that moment and every moment before and after that with you." She explained. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. She speaks of me as if she's had these thoughts for years when it's only been a couple of days.
"I just find it uncomfortable for a complete stranger to want to see me do better. There are far more beautiful girls you could entertain, you know, like ones you don't have to invest in.." I said.
"Invest, what is an investment?" She questioned.
"Basically a sacrifice." I said putting my head down. She looked down at me lifting my chin. Her eyes piercing into mine. Her body language was so hard to read but yet so understandable. She gave off so much confidence and pride.
"A sacrifice for a greater cause." The way she spoke those words were as if she was breathing life into them herself.
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