I remember when things were simple. I didn't have to complicate things with the way I was thinking. I didn't have to think really hard before I spoke. All things just came natural to me...
It didn't last long. I had got this new job at the library... it was just for a little while and it made me good money. Everyday I worked there... I was reading and checking in and checking out books. I was rearranging books and stacking books.
Going home wasn't really on my list. I stay with my best friend and her boyfriend. They are gone a lot from going on dates and having jobs. This neighborhood isn't exactly the sweetest either so I keep the door locked at all times no matter who they are.
I don't get why they don't get a better house. I want to leave so bad because it's annoying getting up at 3am and hearing your best friend and her boyfriend having sex for 3 nights in a row. It's so disgusting.
Tonight, I was sitting alone on the couch waiting for Onika and Chris to come home. I didn't really have a relationship of any kind with Chris but I still respected him. I never really got involved in any arguments they had but they rarely had any to begin with. They've been going strong for 1 year I've known Onika for 2.
I yawned as I laid on the couch with the blanket in my arms. It was about 8pm and I still had to get up at 6 in the morning to walk all the way to the library. Nikaor Chris could give me a ride. They were always occupied...
I looked at the door as it opened and I saw only Onika come in. She looked wasted. I didn't question her though. I just let her walk past the couch and into the hallway to her room. I laid my head backs down on the couch pillow and smiled at the thought of getting my own house.
For some reason, I couldn't go to sleep knowing I haven't talked to Onika all day. I went to her room and saw her already out the shower putting on lotion. She had on a pear of shorts and a long shirt.
"Hey Onika," I said putting my hands behind my back. Of course I was nervous. Onika is an emotional drunk. She gets in her feelings and then she completely lashes out on people if she's feeling angry. The only way I get her to call down is getting her food but sometimes that doesn't work.
"Hey Bey," she answers tiredly.
"Are you okay?"
She sighs, "no, me and Chris got in a fight again... I don't know where he went but he dropped me off here and threw my necklace somewhere. I don't know if I'll ever find it."
"The one your mother gave you before she died?" I asked. It didn't really come out as a question though.
"Yeah." I watched as she flopped into bed and curled up. I went over to her bed and hugged her before going zoo the door.
I turned around. "Yeah?"
"Can you... lay with me? Please?"
"Sure." I curled up next to her and I made sure to wait until she fell asleep. I let myself out and went to the couch. I don't have my own room... yet. That's why I'm dreaming of buying my own house.
A girl can dream.
And as for Onika, I hope she can work things out with Chris.
Hey lovelies! ❤️
What do you think?
It's just the beginning, and I know you probably think this plot is simple and can predict the end and stuff like that but... I know how this story is going to end. *laughs Evilly*
Okay I'm going to stop now.
What do you think about Bey?
What about Nicki?