"Beyoncé.." I know I should feel shocked or even angry, i should be livid right now maybe even tearing the place up
"Its not what it looks like, he--" but i'm relieved. Jonathan tried to explain as he struggled to wear his pants. His boyfriend, i assume, was staring at me in shock and embarrassment. i felt a bit sorry for him, Jonathan's family was going to tear him apart.
"Um.. i came by because i forgot my charger" i cleared my throat, i pointed behind him to the charger
"there it is"
i walked over to the side of the bed and took my charger, everything was silent as i took it out the wall socket and put in inside my bag.
"It's not what it looks like Bey, I was just--" i cut him off before he insulted my intelligence.
"oh, he was massaging your penis with his mouth then?" i asked while my face was void of any emotion.
he sighed and sat on the bed
"Harry, can you please give us moment" he said to his lover.
The man got up, wore his underwear and left room.
I looked at the man i was supposed to marry in 3 months. A part of me was confused as to why i was so relieved this was happening
"i didn't what you to find out this way, I wanted to tell you when the time was right" he said
"tell me that you want to call off the wedding or that you're gay?" i asked calmly
"that i'm bisexual" he said, "i wanted to tell you i am bisexual"
"and the cheating part?"
"that was an accident, i was drunk and i met him at a bar. i don't remember much of what happened. i woke up this morning to him.." he paused.
"sucking your dick" i let out before sighing.
"i was going to tell you, i swear. this is the first time anything like this has happened" he swore
"look..." i paused, trying to collect my thoughts.
"i don't care about you being bisexual, that was never going to change anything between us" i said, meaning it.
I don't care about the sexual identity of others. I know i am straight and that's enough for me.
"and honestly this gives me the opportunity to come clean too. i was getting cold feet. thinking about the wedding and marriage was freaking me out. Solana tried to reassure me that it's normal but.." my words ended in my throat. "truth is, i just don't want to get married"
"to me?"
"in general" i said. he nodded.
we both sat in silence, i was trying to think properly. this was a lot.
"so what now?" he asked
"we called off the wedding. we'll tell them it was a mutual decision that we are both happy about" i said
"i cant believe you're still protecting me after what i have just done" he said looking at me in sorrow, a look of regret on his face.
"I am trying to save face"
he nodded looking at his hands, "will you forgive me? some day"
"i don t know" i said before taking my stuff and leaving his apartment.
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"baby, i'm in your apartment right now where are you?" i asked my fiancé
"i told you i was going to see my dad then go to lunch with William" Brittany said to me.
"William, your ex?"
"yeah, he asked if we could have lunch before we left for Vegas. i told you this Robyn" she said sounding agitated
"are we gonna meet at the airport in 2 hours then?" i asked, an uncomfortable feeling settling on my chest
"yeah, look i have to go he just got here. bye" she said hanging up before i could say anything.
"i trust my fiancé, i trust my fiancé" i said to myself trying to keep myself sane for my own sake.
i continued to pack our stuff, she had not even begun with her stuff so i decided to it for her.
i put on some music and finished off everything i set out to do. our flight was in an hour and half, i hated being late so i decided to leave for the airport.
"hello Ms Fenty" our driver greeted while smiling at me, he was an older man probably in his mid fifties, he has worked for my father since i around 10 years old
"hello to you too Mr Jackson, how are you doing today? it feels like i have not seen you in a while" i said smiling back at him
"you have not ma'am, i was not feeling well for the past 2 days. your father arranged a replacement" he said as we left for the airport, we are 15 minutes away from it.
"well, no one can replace you Mr Jackson, you're one of a kind" i said to the old man, who blushed in return making me chuckle softly.
we finally got to the airport, he helped me with the luggage and we said our goodbyes after.
i went to check in and do everything as that was necessary before going to sit and wait for Brittany.
30 minutes before boarding she still had not arrived, i decided to call her again and the calls went to voicemail which was weird.
i had no other choice but to get on my flight and leave for Vegas.
i was hoping and praying the anxiety in my chest would subside and she would explain what is going on.
Brittany is from a very wealthy family, she came from old money. her great grandfather was a oil tycoon while her great grandmother had a very successful make up company in France.
her grandfather and father both took over the company when it was their times and older brother would take over once her father retired.
she is an heiress and makes sure to let everyone know. she flaunted her money and made everyone else pay for not being as rich as her.
she is not all that bad, she has good qualities.
we met at a family function, my father and hers are business partners.
it only made sense for us to be together. our families didn't push it but it always felt like it was expected.
i decided to put it my airpods and listen to my calming music for the rest of the flight.
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hi guys, long time.
i know i promised to write this story a years ago, but i was suffering from writers block.
i hope you enjoy this book, this is my attempt at writing again in 4 years so be kind.