I Pray You Catch Me

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Pic Nic ❤️ - ok, thank you so much bia, I owe you.

Bia 💕 - girl, you don't need to thank me, I should thank you for finally leaving that sorry ass excuse of a man but you know I love you too call me later. 

Call ended

After she hung up, I ran up the stairs to pack all my clothes, I just threw all the clothes that I have in a suitcase so that I can get the hell out of the man's house. The minute I was done I called a Uber so it can drop me off at the airport.

Bia sent me the plane confirmation in my email and I just showed the lady so she can allow me on the plane. When I sat down on the plane, I finally could finally breathe. I just could finally get over this rough patch in my life that causes me so much pain and heartbreak. But I don't know why I couldn't leave him.

I wasn't really paying attention when someone sat down next to me. I look over and it was a woman with blonde curly hair in a half up and some down design. She had a white shirt on that had Africans in which was kinda weird. She had a pretty African skirt on that fit so hold on her and it showed her long pretty legs. She had these glasses on and I couldn't really see her eyes tho. She was staring straight at me sizing me up the same way I did her.

"Hey, is this seat taken ?" She said

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"Hey, is this seat taken ?" She said. I couldn't even speak yet because her voice was so velveted like, it felt like honey to my ears. "Hello? , are you ok mama? "Yes I'm ok, I'm sorry I was staring at how pretty you are, no the seat is not taken, I'm Onika by the way but I will rather be called Nicki." The woman just stared at her and smiled. "Well, my name is Beyoncé, but you can call me bey." If you don't mind me asking, why are you on the plane to California?" I didn't know If I could trust her but I knew that if I didn't tell someone I would have it on my chest.

Well, let me start from the beginning... after me telling bey the whole story about me and Chirs she looked so mad. She just looked at me with something in her eyes but couldn't put my eye on it. "Onika, you shouldn't have to put yourself through something like that. If you were my girlfriend, I would love you unconditionally and treat you like the queen you are. I wouldn't even look at another female because you everything a nigga and females could want." While listening to Beyoncé all I could do was cry, someone never been that genuine with me and care about my feelings. She pulled me in her arms and hugged me tight and long. I couldn't even speak because I'm still thinking this a dream that someone would want to be with me, after all, I been through.

"You know what, who are you going to stay with after you get off this plane ?" I am going to my best friend Bia house.  Beyoncé looks surprised, " Wait you said your best friend is named Bia is her last names happen to be Knowles ?" I was so confused about why she would want to know anything about bia, but I still answered her because I wanted to know what she was getting at. Yeah, she has been living in California for a while she actually from Texas. "Well Bia is my sister, yeah it's kinda crazy that I and you are both going to California to the same person. I was flying out to visit her and your flying out because your no-good boyfriend ain't shit," she said

I just looked at her weirdly because I wouldn't have known I would meet Bia sister on a flight to her house to get away from Chris. "We will see what the world will bring us after this flight lands won't we".

Yes, we will Beyoncé.

I just pray you to catch me this time.

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