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24H🌻 Touch And Go

October 23rd
Onika's POV

Beyoncé stepped out of the car, slamming the door behind her as she walked into the building. I sighed, locking all my tears up as I got out of the car as well following behind her. Beyoncé has mental issues and she is letting it get the best of her. Followed by her PTSD even. About three days ago she cheated on me. She forgot that we're married and have three beautiful children. I didn't make it a big deal because I understood her situation but yesterday she switched up, she remembered us all of a sudden and even took me on a date. I don't know what got into me at that point but I confronted her about it and she beat me up, right at the restaurant and left. I got kicked out after wards and I came home, she didn't until 6am this morning. And I booked us an appointment with our therapist and counsellor which was where we are at currently.

"Ah, good afternoon Onika." Our counsellor/therapist, Gabby said as I hugged her. Beyoncé stood back, scoffing.

"This, this is who you cheatin' on me with?." Bey asked as she walked over to me.

"I'm sorry-

"Whatever though. So why are we here?." She said sitting down as I did same.

"So Onika, why did you schedule the meeting?." Gabby asked me as I begun.

"Well, Bey cheated on me three days ago. I didn't say anything about it but yesterday she became really nice and I decided to confront her about it but she hit me. In a restaurant." I said remixing the hood of the huge hoodie I had on from my head and taking off my sunglasses. Gabby covered her mouth in shock. She destroyed my face. My left eye was black, with bruises on both cheeks. I couldn't hold my tears in anymore as I broke into tears. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder as I turned back to see Bey. She was teary eyed and her lips were shut. She touched my face slightly with her other hand as I winced, they still stung.

"I-I'm sorry." She said as she stood up and left the office. I followed after her to her car.

Beyoncé's POV

I ran off to my car repeatedly slamming my head on the steering wheel.

"Again, it happened again. Why can't I just die in peace already!." I yelled at myself as Onika came in.

"No you're not. Bey its not your fault." She said, her hand on my shoulder. I had dementia and it was mixed with PTSD yet, she still stayed with me. Onika was my sheild, my heart, my soul even. But I always seemed to hurt her every time.

I looked at her for a second before hugging her crying my eyes out. She held me in her arms as she looked in my eyes which were shut. I couldn't face her at the moment.

"Beyoncé, look at me." She said as I shook my head. "Baby please." She begged as I slowly opened my eyes jamming her brown ones. "Beyoncé even if you were a beggar on the streets, I would still love you as much as I do now. You're an amazing wife, an amazing mother and an amazing friend. You're everything and more. You didn't ask for this, you didn't tell God to give it to you, but you got it. Its hard to deal with but you can do it. You're still the strong woman I married, that hard working, willing, able and-"

I cut her off slamming my lips into hers. She was talking alot anyways. I pulled away looking into her eyes.

"I love you soo much."

"I love you too."

Lmk of you want part 2♡