ANGEL

By EverythingBGKC

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Beyoncé, 34 has been keeping a secret. With her fiancé, Josh eager to have kids, they seem to cannot come int... More

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"Breakfast is ready!" I sang as I made my way into the bedroom where Josh was still sleeping. He looked so good just laying there, showing off his amazing physique. His chocolate skin always did something to me. There was nothing like a beautiful black man.

I sat the tray of food down on the bed next to him before straddling his lap. I kissed his cheek and down to his lips before reaching his neck. Sucking on his spot while rotating my hips was enough to get him to open his eyes, and when I felt his erection underneath me, I knew he was fully awake.

"Good morning." He spoke, placing his hands on my exposed hips. My robe was slightly open just enough for him to get a peek of all the naturalness underneath.

I smiled and directed my attention towards the food, "Morning baby. Are you going to eat?"

"Yeah, you."

He gave me a smirk and all I could do was roll my eyes at him already starting with me. I removed myself from his lap and watched as he used the sheets to cover his dick print. I caught a glimpse of the little demon attached to him and smiled as I reminisced on last night's activities.

"Stop it," I said with a chuckle, "I'm sore enough, and I have somewhere to be."

While the food had his attention, I went into the bathroom and started the shower. Standing in front of the mirror, I ran my hands through my straightened hair and noticed how black my roots were. It was obviously time to get my hair colored again, so I made a mental note to make an appointment with my stylist. I was in my own world as I tied my hair up, but I could hear Josh yelling from the bedroom asking me my plans for the day.

"Me and the girls going to do a little shopping and probably get some food later. You have anything planned?"

I was staring at myself in the mirror when Josh came into view. He was still shirtless, but had his underwear on to cover his lower body. He stood directly behind me, staring back at me in the mirror. He was much taller than me so my head rested peacefully on his chest.

"I'll be here. May visit my brother, but I'll let you know ahead of time." He placed a kiss on my cheek and I then began to get undressed to get in the shower. Josh handled his business and soon left me alone to finish my daily hygiene routine.

After thirty minutes in the bathroom, I was finally feeling clean and refreshed. I had even wet my hair to transform it into its naturally curly state. I put my hair in an half up, half down style and got dressed in a simple shirt with shorts. According to the weather app, it would be hot today with only a 30% chance of precipitation so I made sure I dressed accordingly and grabbed my small umbrella just in case. After saying my goodbyes to my love, I headed to my next destination to meet my girls.

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"Bey, I think this will look so good on you." Hearing my name made me break away from staring down at my phone to see my best friend, Kelly picking at this beautiful red night dress.

"Yeah that is pretty!" I complimented before taking a quick glance at the price tag. Seeing the $750.99 discounted price made me put the dress back on the rack and look the other way, "That shit is not worth no $750!"

I could hear Kelly chuckling from behind me as we continued to browse the pricey boutique while waiting on our beloved friend to return from the fitting room. "Don't act like you can't afford it!"

I rolled my eyes at her response while checking out a few pairs of shoes that had caught my attention, "Yeah, but I'm not spending that much on a basic ass dress. It's not even designer." I said, mumbling the last part.

Thankfully, our friend Gabrielle had returned with the items she wanted to purchase making me sigh of relief. We were only an hour or so into our shopping spree and I was already drained. The other two could shop all day, especially Gabrielle. I should've known with her tagging along we would be in this shopping area all day.

After her purchase, we walked the short distance to the Louis Vuitton store. Kelly was carrying on about an incident she encountered at work when Gabrielle pointed out a pair of Louis V toddler shoes. I could instantly feel my pressure rise, but I shook the feeling away and put my focus elsewhere.

"Aw, this will be so pretty for baby Ava!" Kelly gushed along, "I can't wait to have a little girl."

Ava was Gabrielle's two year old daughter. She did give heavy baby fever, but picturing myself with a child didn't sit right with my spirit — especially with my past that I've buried underneath everything else I wanted to forget about.

While they gushed over baby clothing, I stepped back outside and heavily sighed. My anxiety was suddenly getting the best of me and I was no longer in the mood to continue shopping around. My only focus was getting some food and going home to be under my man.

My alone time was short lived and the girls had finally joined me outside the store. I was trying my best to not be the downer in the group, but I could tell that Kelly was keeping a close eye on me and would soon question why I walked out of the store so abruptly and with no reason why.

"Can we eat now?" I asked before she could even utter a word at me.

"Oh, yes!" Gab replied, "I have a taste for tacos for some reason."

With a shrug of my shoulders, I mentioned that it didn't matter where we ate at as long as I was able to sit down and enjoy my food. We eventually agreed on Swift & Sons, a popular restaurant downtown and made our way there.

"You good?" I heard. I pulled the menu down from in front of my face to see both Kelly and Gabrielle staring me down. I chuckled at them being so concerned but I let it be known I was okay.

Kelly could see right through me though, and that's what I loved and hated so much about her. We had been friends since we were little girls, and at one point I thought our friendship had ended because my family and I made a sudden move from our hometown of Houston to Atlanta. We stayed in contact and our friendship was still going strong. I loved her with everything in me and I knew she was genuine and felt the same way.

"I promise I'm good," I clarified, taking a sigh, "I just— Memories, that's all."

They questioned me no more and changed the conversation to lighten the mood. Gabrielle did most of the talking as we enjoyed our early dinner — something I definitely loved about her. She could talk for days and was extremely goofy. Her personality kept all of us going, and everyone needed a friend like her.

I met Gabrielle when I moved to Chicago over five years ago. Her husband had played professionally in the NBA and was great childhood friends with Josh, which is how we met. I knew from the minute we first held conversation that she would be my friend forever. Her personality and wisdom made me love her so much. Though she was the goofy one, she was very smart and spiritually gifted and gave great advice.

You want something to eat baby? I texted to Josh. We were nearly done with our food and I wanted to be sure he had eaten as well.

I'm good. I ate out with my brother not too long ago. - J.

K, I'll see you when I get home. - B.

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Josh and I were in two separate rooms — our usual way of relaxing. We loved one another, but understood we both needed boundaries. He enjoyed his side of the home while I enjoyed my alone time on the opposite side.

I was lying across the bed with a bag of Ruffles laying next to me as I watched a series on Netflix. While stuffing my face with a few chips, my cell began to ring with an incoming call from Kelly.

"Hi." I answered, putting one of my AirPods in and laying my phone in front of me. When she began to question my actions from earlier, I rolled my eyes and silently regretted answering her call.

"What was wrong with you earlier?"

Shaking my head, I kept my focus on the television as I continued munching on the chips. "Kelly, let's not talk about this. I just had a moment."

"As a friend, I want to make sure you're okay. If a specific something is bothering you, I want to be able to help. I've coached you through this."

Kelly was a crafted Psychiatrist that specialized in Neurophysiology. Though I never had any sort of brain injury or disorder, she always tend to use her doctoral views on me. I didn't mind it since she was the professional and sometimes could tell me more about myself than I could, but I wasn't in the mood to hear any of that right now.

When we were younger, she was the only person I could ever talk to about my issues. She was always so great at listening, and most importantly, she never judged me. Still to this day I say that I, in someway, pushed her to become the medical doctor she is, but she claims I had no input on her decision.

Having Kelly as a best friend was the best feeling and I'm so happy God chose us! She knew things I would never murmur to tell anyone else, and that's the exact reason why she was calling. She knew I didn't just have a moment. Something had triggered me, as it usually does after you've been traumatized by it.

There was a long silence between us until I finally decided to speak up. Letting out a sigh, I could feel the tears threatened to fall. I quickly wiped them away just in case Josh walked in and became curious.

"I just try to forget about it," I was able to say without bursting out in tears, "I still feel so bad about what I did, and I wish I could take it back. I love Josh so much, and the fact that I'm too scared to cave in and give him the child he wants says a lot. I'm afraid to go through that again."

"As you should!" Kelly chimed in, "Beyoncé, what they did to you is traumatizing! If I was in your shoes, I would speak on the issue. You can't keep sweeping everything under the rug and think you'll be okay because you never will be. In order to heal from it, you have to talk about it and make it known as one of your fears. That is the only way you'll stop having these random moments."

I sighed, "That was so long ago Kells. I don't want to bring it up to them. They're my parents. I'm 34 and a grown ass woman! You think they care about something that happened when I was 15?"

"Yes, because they know what they did to you were wrong. Ever since, they've tried making it up to you in the slightest way possible. I understand they wanted your best interest at heart, but dammit Beyoncé, you're letting them get away with something that's hurting you! Let it hurt them too."

Seeing Josh poke his head into the room made me immediately wonder how long he had been standing there. "Kelly, thank you. I'm gonna call you back later, love you."

"Okay, I love you too!"

Ending the call was no issue, but feeling Josh's eyes on me gave me anxiety. Without sharing any words, he laid in bed next to me and I knew I was somewhat safe from his suspicion when he wrapped his arms around my small waist.

"You okay baby?" I asked, using my fingers to open his closed eyes. Seeing his eyeballs roll back made me mush his face in order to get him to stop. He was always so damn playful.

"I'm good! You was quiet as hell. I texted you and didn't get a response so I had to come check on you."

"Yeah, I was talking to Kelly but I'm glad you're here now," I said, making myself comfortable in his arms. Our faces were inches away and I was suddenly in that mood, "Because I missed you."

It was no issue for me to slide my hand inside of his thin sweats. He was already poking hard against my thigh so I knew he only came in here because he was in that mood too.

I inched even closer to him and seconds later, our tongues were entangled as we shared a heavy and passionate kiss. I could hear him moaning out as I stroked him in the perfect rhythm. I could feel his pre-cum all over my hand but that wasn't enough for me.

Our night ended with us both being worn out and tired. He seemed to be more out of it than me which made me laugh. Once I was on go, I was ready.

"Goodnight love." He whispered into my ear before placing his arms around my body and cuddling me close.

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A little more details to wrap up chapter two! Thoughts on Kelly and Gabrielle as friends?

Should Beyoncé take Kelly's advice and speak to her parents about the way she's feeling?

What do you believe happened when she was 15? How was her parents involved?

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