Onika
Atlanta, GA
March 31st
12:25 am
To say I was angry is a muthafuckin understatement. I was clenching my bottom lip between my teeth so hard, I was surprised it wasn't bleeding. I could feel every muscle in my body start to tense up.
How could she be so stupid and careless?
La💗: idk Nika. answer her phone calls and see what's up.
Nic♾💞: La, i can't. i'm gonna spazz if i do and Ny is in the other room. i don't wanna scare my baby.
La💗: at least let her speak her peace. if you don't get some type of clarity, you're just gonna be angry and lost.
She started typing again, so I held my response.
La💗: i just want the best for you and for your conscious is clear and your questions are answered.
I thought about what she was saying for a while and sent back a simple "okay". Not even five minutes later, I was getting a ninth call from Beyoncé in the thirty minute span of me receiving those pictures.
I let it ring until it was close to sending her to my voicemail. I was debating on actually answering or texting her for her to explain that way. I didn't know if the pain in my chest could take hearing her voice at the moment.
"You have five minutes to explain Beyoncé, I have an eight a.m lecture this morning." I said as soon as I answered.
"Uh hey Nicki, it's Kelly." she replied nervously.
"What? Your friend got you trying to butter me up?" I chuckled even though I didn't find anything funny.
"Not at all. Beyoncé is in the hospital and besides her family, me and Ci, I figured since she was your girl that you should know." she sounded confused about my statement but I knew birds of a feather. But to be honest, I was a little concerned.
"What happened? Her and her wifey had too much to drink?"
I heard her sigh. "What the fuck are you talking about? I'm calling to tell you she's in the hospital and that's the only thing you could come up with?" Oh she snapping huh...?
"It's obvious Jhené and Beyoncé were together tonight. After receiving pictures of them leaving together, Beyoncé in the hospital all of a sudden? That's a little strange don't you think?"
"I'm done talking to you right now. If you decide to come, we're at Southside room 304." I couldn't even come up with a smart remark because she'd already hung up.
It took me a good little minute to actually convince myself to go. I got up slowly, my legs and thighs were both tense and sore. I called my dad to relay the information I'd received and asked if he could watch Nyla. He agreed and told me to tell Beyoncé to get well soon.
I took a quick shower and dressed in a pair of sweats, an oversized jacket, and my all black Air Max 270. I entered Nyla's room and put the outfit I had laid out for her a small duffel bag.
After dropping Nyla off I drove straight to the hospital. I mean even though I was livid, I still wanted her to be okay.
When I walked into her room, I saw she was hooked to an IV. I scrunched my face up because it didn't look like she had any injuries.
I hugged Ms.Tina and Ashley. I walked over to her bed to get a good up close look at her. She looked pale, kind of sick, and her lips and surrounding area were a blackish tint.
"Step outside." I heard Kelly say in a bored tone. I glanced at Bey one more time before walking out. I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed.
