Queens, New York
1st January, 2016
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Beyoncé's POV.
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"Ugh! Leave me alone!" I push Jelani back by his chest; I swear he acts a fool every time he snorts that substance.
He just dances away with the bottle of Heineken in his hand.
"You know you don't have to be a bitch every time right, Beyoncè?" He asks.
I roll my eyes, I've told him multiple times to stop calling me a bitch.
"I'm a bitch because I don't want to have a threesome?" I hiss. "Matter of fact, you want to have a threesome with a next man, I know this is for your pleasure only Jelani"
He places the bottle of beer to his lips taking a big gulp of the alcohol beverage.
"What are you insisting my love?" He smiles like what I'm saying is something sweet.
"You told me that you don't fantasize about men anymore!" I begin to get frustrated by this whole conversation. It was no use speaking to Jelani when he's high and also drunk.
He scoffs, "its 2016 baby! Of course I do fantasize about men" He says like its normal and everybody is doing it.
"You have a whole girlfriend right here!" I say pointing to myself.
"That's called being bisexual, sweetheart. Don't you fantasize women?" He asks.
I look over the Yacht railing seeing we are now far out at sea, I really didn't like the fact of being on a boat with Jelani's stupid friends.
I turn my head to him, "There's a difference from liking what you see and actually going after what you see!"
He groans throwing his head back. "I'm not fucking any men, baby" He lies.
I gave up on getting into Jelani's head.
His friends came up from the second deck brining more coke. Good, just what Jelani needs.
"Ahhh!" Jelani says excitedly. His friend gave him the bag of coke and of course Jelani took it with no questions. "Can I sniff this off your breast, darling?" He asks me.
I flick him off. "Go to hell Jelani!" I say as I stand up ready to walk off.
"Feisty, just how I like my women!" He barks as if he was a dog and I'm the bone.
Sometimes I don't even know how I fell in love with him. I'll like to think he wasn't always like this or maybe he hid it well.
But this wasn't the same Jelani I served drinks to 3 months ago.
As I start to walk off I felt Jelani's arms wrap around my waist stopping me from going.
"I'm sorry babe" He pouts.
I let myself believe his words. I smile as he began kissing all over my face.
"How about we have some fun of our own, yea? No threesome, gorgeous" He says waving the zip lock bag of coke into the air
"No, Jelani get off me"
He smacks his lips as he releases me from his embrace "I swear you've turned into a prude since your father died!" He yells at me.
I tried my best to let it slide, I told myself it was the drugs talking.
"I'm leaving" I told him. I turn around ready to walk off again but his voice stopped me.
"Are you going to swim back?! Be my guest! Have a fucking blast, Beyoncé!" He shouts.
Jelani didn't pay me anymore attention instead he walks over to his friends and begins partying.
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There will be 2 short chapters about Beyoncè & Jelani's past!
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