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MINE II (Beyoncé)

Beyoncé Giselle Knowles

"Don't have to try too hard, don't have to act
I can just be myself, take off the mask
You make me forget I'm a lonely man"

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1 Year Ago...

Numbness is such an odd feeling. It's known that I should and could be feeling so many other emotions but none are apparent.

Beyoncé sighed putting her hat and hoodie up. Then the sunglasses on her face.

She knew this was a dumb idea. Going out alone at 2 am would never be a good idea but she just didn't care.

All she wanted was to get out of that suffocating mansion. The one that held all of her and Shawn's intermingled accomplishments. Every corner was like glass in the wound. Imagine accomplishing so much with a person and they don't respect it enough to keep their dick in their pants.

Bey snorted at the thought. As she opened the door to get out of her car. The breeze of the midnight hours hitting her face. She closed her eyes briefly before letting a deep breath out and continuing to the bar.

Opening the door she saw that it was empty. And Bey was not complaining about this at all. The last thing she needed at the moment is to be mobbed or something.

Walking to the bar stool, she had set in her mind to sit in, Bey kept her head low.

"Do you have Jameson?"

You heard the question asked above you. You stopped stocking the bar shelves and looked up. Surprised that you didn't even hear the customer sit down.

"Uh yeah." You say getting the glass to pour the drink. "You okay? No one coming to bars to drink Jameson is okay." You joked and despite Bey not at all mentally being in a place to laugh, she smiled.

"I'm fine. Can you put it on the rocks though?" She asked simply.

You nod, getting the ice. Once you're done you hand the drink to her. For the first time actually looking at her. Her blonde hair was hanging out of her black hoodie but her eyes were covered and her head was low.

You raised an eyebrow. "Can I ask why you look like you're incognito?"

Beyoncé sipped her drink, looking slightly up. She gave you a once over knowing you couldn't see her eyes. "You could ask. I probably won't answer." She said blankly.

The singer had noticed your dark-brown skin that glistened and nose ring. Her eyes tracing the tattoos that littered your visible skin.

"Fair." You wiped down the bar counter. Looking at everyone still here. It was really just two guys playing pool still. It was an early Tuesday morning you didn't expect any customers, if any.