Torn

Chapter 15

I turned around with a quickness and stared at Kelly. Whatever she wanted to talk about would have to wait. I just wanted to get home and forget that this night ever happened.

"Kelly we can talk later" I said as I grabbed Omari's hand.

"This can't wait" she said eyeing Omari and I.

"Whatever you two have going on, work it out" Omari hissed as he let go of my hand. Although Kelly and I didn't see eye to eye on many things, Omari liked the fact that I had someone to confide and talk to. When I told him about our disagreement he encouraged me to patch things up. Not wanting to make a scene, I rolled my eyes and nodded my head as I followed Kelly outside.

"What is this about"? I spat as soon as we were out of eyesight from everyone. Kelly threw her head back and chuckled bitterly.

"This is about you being messy B. I saw you and Shawn. You really need to stop before someone gets hurt"

"I don't have time for this" I said under my breath.

"Omari is a good guy. He doesn't deserve to be treated like this Bey. If you don't want to be with him, then break up".

"This is coming from the relationship expert, right?" I hissed. "Whatever you think you saw-

"Think? Oh no sweetheart. I saw it all. You were practically begging the man to sleep with you"

"Begging? Kelly please. I'm going to find my man and the two of us are going to go home, I suggest you do the same". I

said as I started to walk off.

"Beyonce you really think you're invincible huh? Think he won't find out? I bet he already knows." she yelled as I walked back inside the club.

Omari's eyes met mine once I was back inside the club. I honestly just wanted to go home. I didn't expect anyone to see

Shawn and I, and now that I know Kelly saw us I'm going to have to do some serious damage control if she runs her mouth.

"So what was that about"? Omari asked as he drove home. Our fingers were interlocked and his thumb was caressing my hand.

"Kelly was just being Kelly" I said dryly.

"Bey talk to me. What's going on between you two"? he asked with worry.

I sighed and turned my head to face the window. I wasn't ready to be honest with him. I couldn't look him in the face and tell him I have feelings for someone else. A single tear fell from my eye and I quickly wiped it with the back of my hand. Once we arrived home Omari pulled into the driveway and cut the car off. His warm hand met the side of my cheek as he wiped my tears away.

"Why won't you talk to me B? What's happening to us? Is it the marriage thing? Conceiving? Are you happy? What is it B?

"Talk to me" I could hear the sincerity in his voice which frightened me even more.

I bit my lip continued to stare out of the window. What scared me the most was the fear of him walking away. We have so much history together. We've been through so much. I didn't want to lose him. I wanted to have my cake and eat it to. I wanted the luxury of coming home to a man who I know would be there. Omari is safe. He's what I know. I'm comfortable with him. But Shawn has this mysterious quality about him. I don't know a lot about him which is intriguing.

"B please just talk to me. Am I doing something wrong?" Omari pleaded when I didn't immediately respond. I wiped the tear that had fallen and turned to face him. I grabbed both of his hands and placed a kiss on his lips before speaking.