COMPLETED. "You are so beautiful. What's your name?" She looked at her friend extremely confused then back over at me. "Me?" "Yes, you." I was making direct eye contact with her. "My name is Onika, what's yours?" Is she hard of hearing? I know she can't be that old. She laughed, "Probably way too old for you honey." To Onika, age is nothing but a number. Regardless of what Beyonce said, it didn't matter to her either.

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Set during current time frame. Elliot and Olivia haven't seen each other since his abrupt resignation over four years ago. A twist of fate with a current case brings them back in each other's lives and everything they have been holding back for years is brought back to the surface. What will happen when they confront their feelings for each other?

𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥..

The teachers got crazy things going on in their lives too Chile... ****g!p Onika

A Beynika Story *TRIGGER WARNING* It's cold inside and she can't fall asleep to the muted sounds of prisoners fighting and guards cursing them all to hell slipping through the cracks of her cell. So she lays awake instead, thinking of the walls drenched in beige around her and the hot tempers of the other captives that always give her that sudden splash of color just when she's least expecting it -- red. It's always red and beige to the point where the colors fill her dreams. It truly is a cruel world inside these prison walls, but even with the binding orange jumpsuit she wears day and night, Nicki still knows in her heart that no part of her could ever really belong here.