Part 16
Messiah had flipped his room upside down. Clothes were everywhere and his mattress was moved. He tore his room up looking for his cellphone after searching the whole house.
He swore he had it in his pocket but evidently that was not the case.
He got up from looking under the bed and looked at his room. He was gonna have to clean that up.
"Mama!" He yelled.
He walked in the hallway and went towards her room. He opened the door and walked in.
"Mama." He said walking towards the bed.
"Hum?"
Beyoncé was knocked out. She barely heard what Messiah was saying until he started shaking her.
"What?" She groaned.
"I can't find my phone." She heard.
"It's somewhere." She said waving him off and snuggling more into her pillow.
"It's not. I looked everywhere." He said.
"What you want me to do?" She said.
"I don't know."
"Me either." She said. "Go on."
Messiah groaned and left the room. After ten minutes Beyoncé couldn't even fall back asleep properly. She groaned in her pillow before finally waking all the way up.
When she got up she went to the bathroom and after that left her room. She went to find Messiah. She went to his room and saw him just sitting there upset.
"What did you do to your room?" She asked.
"I was looking for my phone." He said.
"Well you need to fix all this." She said pointing around the whole room.
"I know." He said lowly.
"Where was the last place you had it?" She asked.
"I don't know." He said shrugging.
"Did you call it?"
Messiah looked towards her. Beyoncé sighed.
"Come on."
He got up and they went back to her room. She picked up her phone and called his phone.
"Take this and go around the house to see if you can hear it."
He nodded and left out as Beyoncé went to the bathroom.
When she was finished she dressed in sweats and went downstairs and saw Messiah with his head down in the kitchen.
"I know you not crying over that damn phone." She said.
"But I can't find it." He whined lifting his head up.
"Who's fault is that? I just gave it back to you for good behavior and here you go and lose it."
"I didn't mean to." He said and sniffed.
"Next time keep your stuff with you." She said and stood in front of the island on the opposite side. "So what you expect me to do?"
He looked up at her.
"I need a phone." He said.
"You don't need one. You're twelve." She said. "Maybe your birthday."
"That's in two months!"
Beyoncé shrugged and went towards the fridge.
"I'm not gonna keep buying you a new phone every time something happens."
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