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Onika

"Bey, you're so distant."

I've been meaning to speak to her about this days ago. Especially since I've found the info out on my own. I want her to tell me her side and be able to own up to me as her girlfriend.

That little group chat thing hasn't helped the case either.

For the first time Beyoncé looks up at me and it's like a shell I'm talking to. She's cold and her eyes are dark. It's like I'm looking at her 12 year old self again.

"Mmm, distant? What do you mean by that my love?" Her voice is low.

"I know you love me but sometimes it feels like you're hiding things from me."

It's awkward as she sits at the kitchen island with her notebooks. As a matter of fact she's closing one of them right now, with her pen in between the pages.

"Beyoncé what's in these notebooks?"

"I told you already, Nick. Just personal things. Like a diary. I just vent a lot."

"Why can you talk to me about it? I'm here and you know that."

"I know, but Nick-- Onika it's just a lot."

"I understand, and I'm here to listen."

"Onika, I don't wanna talk to you about it."

"But why?"

Even Though I already know and don't feel any differently about her, I don't know why she's so closed off. Does she think I hate her? I don't. She's my baby.

"Just a lot, Onika."

"Beyoncé I'm here for you 1000%"

"I don't wanna talk about it." Her tone changes and she looks down.

"Beyoncé look at me--"

"I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT."

"Bey--"

"Why can't you just leave me alone when it comes to my books?!"

I hear the front door opening up. My heart rate races.

Beyoncé moves to walk away but out of instinct I grab her hand.

Chris and Megan cross the threshold of the door.

"Beyoncé?" Christopher looks awfully confused.

I don't even notice the tears going down my face.

Beyoncé walks away and I feel like shit because this is the most aggressive I've ever seen her. Megan comes to my side and Chris follows Beyoncé.

"Hey, girl. What happened?"

She hugs me close to her chest and rubs on the back of my head.

I hear Beyoncé blow up and start screaming. It's a few seconds before Chris erupts too and things begin to fall and clatter.

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