"She hasn't had true love. It's hard to say that she's made love when she's never experienced it. Maybe she's even felt like she was in love at some point, but once those feelings went away she wonders if that feeling was real love. In turn, she que...
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"Who do you think mama wants us to meet?" Beyoncé asked her brother as they sat side by side on the living room sofa.
Dré shrugged his shoulders while continuing to hold his game controller steady; "I wouldn't fucking know." He sneered since his sisters's question easily messed up his flow.
Beyoncé rolled her eyes, "A simple no would have sufficed you idiot.." She mumbled at the end before folding her arms across her chest.
Quickly, her brother paused his game and looked back with a grimace. "Why must to you keep interrupting my game with nonsense?"
Beyoncé kissed her teeth, "Oh my God, Dré! I only asked you one question; get over yourself."
Immediately after her statement, Dré dropped his controller and jumped in to start a round of play fighting until one of them folded in defeat.
"Aye, aye!" They heard their mother call out from the dining room. "Stop playing around and messing up my furniture! Matter of fact, Beyoncé get in here and clean up this damn kitchen!"
"Ma I cleaned it yest—"
Dré quickly pressed his hand against her mouth and shook his head no. "Don't get her started," He said in a whisper. "I'll clean the kitchen .. you owe me one another time."
"I'll do it Ma.." Dré spoke up before saving his progress and shutting off the game completely.
"No— I asked Beyoncé to do it, so I suggest she gets up and do what the fuck I asked!" Their mother said angrily prior to finishing her second drink of the day.
"Thanks for trying at least." Beyoncé mumbled to her brother before standing to walk over to the kitchen. Out of her peripheral, she could see her mother's face grow a nasty grimace and mouth fall open as if she was ready to throw negative remarks her way.
"I need you to be on your best behavior today, you hear me?" Tina said once she was in close proximity. "That means no talking back or getting smart with guests. And make sure you're looking nice— don't walk out this house embarrassing me."
A soft sigh left Beyoncé's lip while she continued to scrub the dinner plate; "Yes ma'am."
Once she finished the rest of her chores, she headed up the stairs towards her bedroom to get ready, and after laying out her clothes and wrapping her naked body in a plush towel, she grabbed her shower caddy and made a mad dash down the hall to the bathroom. She took her time allowing the hot water to cascade down her body, and once her shower routine was complete she stepped out to grab her cover up; as the bathroom door opened without warning, Beyoncé let out a tiny shriek and moved quickly to shield her body from the stranger's wide eyes.
