Beyoncé Rowland-Knowles
I gripped Megan's waist, moving us backwards never breaking the kiss. I knew she wouldn't be able to resist me. I pushed her back on the couch, attacking her neck with hot kisses, pulling at her shirt.
"Wait, Beyoncé stop!" She shouted.
I stopped, looking at her with confusion written all over my face.
"Get up," she said in a tone that screamed don't play with me. So i got up and moved, still not understanding what was the problem.
"You need to go," she said throwing me my shirt. I frowned at her, what the fuck she mean i have to go?
"What do y-," she cut me off not allowing me to say shit.
"You think you can just prance in here and I'll just fall to my knees for you? Negative. You toyed with my feelings for two years, then up and wanted your wife back. Now she don't want you so you think can just have me at the snap of your fingers? I'm not some hoe and I'm not stupid. I HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU! FEELINGS THAT I CANT EVEN EXPRESS IN THE FORM OF WORDS AND YOU TRYNA PLAY ME LIKE SOME BOOTY CALL!" She got upset and i tried out to comfort her but she just brushed past me. She opened the door for me to leave, noticing a car pull up. "I want you out and stay out," she gritted before greeting the guy with a big hug.
It's not that i didn't care for Megan cause i do, she just being over dramatic. You couldn't have possible been that bad to her. Have i? Whatever, her and that nigga not gon last anyways and then she'll be back on my tip.
She tryna make me seem like the bad guy. That's what it seem like everybody wanna do make me seem like I'm the bad guy. But it's cool, i know when I'm not wanted or appreciated so imma remove myself.
3 hours later
Three hours later i find myself sitting at a bar alone, drowning in my thoughts. I could feel someone staring holes in the side of my head so i decided to find the culprit. My eyes landed on the chocolate beauty, as soon as we made eye contact she bashfully turned away. I got her attention and nodded for her to come to me.
"Hey, um I'm sorry for staring. Me and my friends were just trying to see if it was really you," she shyly spoke. Only then did i realize that she had others with her, my eyes had been fixated on her and only her.
"Well it is me. Beyoncé, and what's your name?" I asked with a smile.
"Ryan, Ryan Destiny." She said, she had this cute yet innocence about her.
As i began to speak my phone ding with a notification.
Text messages
Mi Amour 💗~ We need to talk. Can you come over please?
Honey🐝 ~Definitely, on my way
"Well i have to go but i would like to get to know you better. Maybe go out sometime," i suggested with a smile.
"Yea id like that," she blushed nodding her head. We exchanged numbers and then said our see you soons before me leaving.
I knew Kelly would come to her senses.
Kelly Rowland-Knowles
Nicki had left a while ago so it was just me and Sanaa here with the kids. I was sitting on the sofa, trying to get my thoughts together and figure out what it is exactly that i want to do about me and Bey..
"What you think about girlie," Sanaa asked plopping down next to me. She snuggled up into my shoulder, grabbing the remote to put something on the tv.
"What im going to do about bey," i sighed. I laid my head on top of Sanaa's and looked at the tv.
"Yea you need to figure that out. All I'm going to say is, is that she did you dirty. You're worth more than that," Sanaa said with a tone i couldn't quite decipher.
I felt Sanaa gaze on me but i paid no mind to it, thinking nothing of it. She sighed and separated herself some from me.
"Hey, you ok?" I asked, concerned about her.
"Yeah I'm fine," she answered. Her eyes never left the television so i took that as a hint and left it alone.
After sitting there in silence, i decided that i was going to talk to Beyoncé. I sent her a text message letting her i wanted to talk to which she responded in seconds. I hope she isn't getting the wrong idea about this.
"Well bey's coming over so we can talk," i looked over to Sanaa. She rolled her eyes subtly, but i noticed. What's her problem?
"On that note, imma head out. Don't fall victim to her bullshit Kels," she said with a small pout. She gave me a hug and then let herself out.
I grabbed my crutches, deciding to try to straighten up a little before Bey got here. After about 15 minutes she finally arrived. Here goes nothing.
"Hey bey," i said letting her in what used to be our home. She smiled, kissing me on my cheek before entering.
"Where's the kids," she asked happily. She was overly excited for some reason and i didn't know why.
"Um they're upstairs, it's their nap time. You know that," i said in a duh tone.
"Oh i thought you probably wanted us to be alone," she said moving her eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner. I busted out laughing, she's so goofy and she so got the wrong idea.
"No, i just wanted us to talk." I chuckled, i headed for the kitchen but decided against it being that there were many objects that could be used as weapons in there.
"About," she said with this hard ass cheesy smile on her face. No lie it was adorable as hell but i knew this was the right thing.
"Well, i put in for some new divorce papers since you ripped the other ones. We need to discuss a time and date so we can go to divorce counseling So i was thinking we can go ahead and talk while the kids are sleep," i rushed out.
And there it was, that bright smile that she wore when she came in was long gone now.
"What? You texted me over here for some bullshit," she scoffed.
"It's not bullshit. I want you out of my life, i want you out and to stay out of it." I said sternly,and boy did i wish i didn't.
Her face turned red, and her eye began to twitch.
Maybe talking to her alone was a bad idea.
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