Then he hit me. I came back to reality and knew that this was a mistake..
"You hit me.."
"Bey I already explained to you what happened?"
"No you beat me."
"Baby I told you I was drunk and angry. I would never hurt you intentionally. I came to visit you in the hospital everyday..I love you bey. For better or for worse."
I smiled and let Michael embrace me. I figured I shouldn't meet up with Shawn and just wait until some other time. I texted him and let him know.
I didn't know what to do today. I decoded that today I'd go explore and see what I've been missing. I walked around the city and went into a couple shops. I bought a whole bunch of shit. Clothes, jewelry, and some nice ass heels. I was too turnt. Now I'm not really supposed to be out alone because my doctor said something about my head and yadda yadda so I kept my little shopping spree short and headed back home.
When I walked in I smelt the aroma of chicken and potato soup. That shit is so good. It has cheese and onion with green peppers. It sounds a little nasty but its not. I went into the kitchen and I saw my baby standing there cooking. He looked so handsome. I came up behind him and gave him and kiss on the neck.
"E, let me finish cooking baby."
"E?"
Michael whipped around and said "what?"
"You called me E.."
"No I called you B.."
"Michael I heard you" I couldn't believe he's trying to lie to my face.
"Baby trust me I said B. You know the two letters sound alike just chill." He cracked a smile and grabbed my hands.
The two letters do sound alike. I just need to stop being so paranoid. I know Michael wouldn't screw me over......
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Dr. Knowles
FanfictionBeyonce is a 24 year old principal who will do anything for her students especially Jerome. he's a troubled kid who acts out all the time. the only two people that can through to him is his dad, Shawn carter, and Dr. Knowles. Can there two help Jero...