Beyoncé // 6/20/04 // Houston, Texas
"You can't keep calling here, it would be in your best interest to stop trying to reach out to me." I spat harshly into the phone.
Robyn was in the living room with David and Melissa, she wouldn't tell me why.
"Just let me take you out, and I'll leave you-"
A hard knock startled me, my thumb clicked end, ending the senseless call right away.
I cleared my throat, walking over to unlock the bathroom door, putting me face to face with an angry Robyn.
"Fuck is you sneaking in the bathroom for? You been acting weird as fuck lately. Are you okay?" She grabbed my face, searching my eyes for answers.
"I'm fine-"
My phone began to ring, my eyes closed in fear. Her hands fell from my face, waiting on me to answer the constant ringing cell.
"It might be a bill collector-"
"All my damn bills paid off, don't fuck with me, Giselle. Answer the phone."
My hand grabbed the flip phone, opening the phone and bringing it to my ear.
She snatched it out of my hand, putting it to her ear.
"Yo! Kels!" She exclaimed, smiling once she heard the familiar voice. They held a conversation, while my heart was still racing.
Thank God!
I turned around, letting out a breath I didn't know I held in. My heart slowed down, I sent a quick prayer to God for looking out for me.
She put the phone in my back pocket once the call ended, kissing my lips.
"I'm sorry for coming up in here acting crazy baby, I just been so paranoid ever since last week. Niggas want what's for me, and I ain't having that."
I nodded my head, kissing her back.
She turned on her heels, going back downstairs with her potnas.
I opened the phone, deleting the number that called before Kelly's.
Omniscient // 6/20/04 // Houston, Texas
"I'm just saying bro, I don't wanna do this if it's not solid." Dave rubbed his hand through his hair, placing his cap back on his head afterward.
"What you mean, "not solid?" She said the nigga kissed her-"
"I think he's talking about who the nigga was exactly, Rob. We can't just go around letting you beat on niggas 'cause you think they kissed your wife."
Dave nodded, slouching on the velvet couch.
"Did she say it was, Lyndell? Out of her mouth?"
"No, but I know it was him. That's the only nigga bold enough to pull some shit like that, he's done it before. Think about it, why would someone that's not familiar with Bey just go up to her and kiss her?"
Mel nodded, agreeing with Robyn on that note.
"Right, right. But, think smart. It's 2004, niggas after every member in Destiny's Child, you can never be too sure."
Robyn was listening, but all she had on her mind was blood.
"Man, I'm ready when y'all are."
The impulsive Bajan stood up, making her way to the garage that her favorite cars were placed in.
"Which one are we going to use to catch a body in today?"
Her eyes scanned the garage in excitement.
Beyoncé // 6/20/04 // Houston, Texas
"Shawn, she'll kill you and I both! Please stop contacting me, I'm not interested! I'm a happily married woman!"
"You ain't never had a nigga like me, lemme show you out, I promise you ain't no regret gon be in that pretty head of yours."
Omniscient // 6/20/04 // Houston, Texas
"Ight, Robs. That's enough yo, I think he gets the point."
David pulled the heated artist back, scrunching his face up at Lyndell's bloody face.
"Nah, he going round kissing my bitch! I pay for every damn lipgloss that she applies to those lips on her face!"
Robyn punched his mouth, splitting his lip in half at the impact of her fist and his teeth.
"Chill, Robs." Melissa pulled her best friend back, feeling sorry for the helpless man as he cried out.
Beyoncé // 6/20/04 // Houston, Texas
"No! I want mommy!!" Rylee threw his bottle, missing my head by at least two centimeters.
I grabbed his body, giving him two spanks. It was beyond late, and Robyn still isn't home. She had me and the kids, well more so of Rylee, worried. Ryah fell asleep as soon as I washed her.
"Look here, don't you ever in your life throw shit at me. I will tear a hole in your light ass!"
He hugged my leg.
"I'm sorry, mama!" He cried out, looking up at me with those Robyn eyes.
I bit my lip, the guilt rose up in me. I kept the discipline to Robyn, I was too soft for this shit.
"Moma's sorry, my baby." I picked him up, swaying our bodies side to side.
His small fingers played with my baby hairs on the back of my neck, instantly comforting me, making me feel awful for even putting my hands on my baby boy.
I placed his pajama covered body in the bed next to his sister's bed. It was time for me to unwind.
Omniscient // 6/20/04 // Houston, Texas
Robyn crept upstairs, discarding her clothes downstairs.
She drove Mel and Dave to the airport after their festivities.
The Bajan didn't get inside until three in the morning.
Before she could lay her head next to her wife's, the vibration of Beyoncé's phone went off.
Robyn shook it off, thinking that it was her mind trippin' from the lack of sleep.
The buzzing noise didn't let up as she pulled the covers back so she could lay down.
The Bajan stood still, trying to pin point the exact location of the phone.
"Yo, the fuck is this calling so late?" Her accent was heavy, probably to heavy for the man over the phone to decipher what she was saying.
"Where's Beyoncé?"
Robyn pulled the phone back from her ear, she rubbed her eyes, she pinched herself. This had to be a dream.
"Who the fuck is this?"
Beyoncé's eyes cracked open at her wife's loud voice, her eyelids quickly closed once she heard the conversation.
"Tell Beyoncé Shawn called."
The call ended.
The brand new phone connected with the wall, shattering into pieces.
"Beyoncé, get the fuck up, and get the fuck up now!"
Robyn pulled the duvet back.
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Oop.
"Said I'm crazy, you ain't seen shit, yeah."
OOP. 😰
Lord have mercy on sister Beyoncé Fenty
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