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I woke up with a headache out of this world and the need to vomit.
What the hell did I drink last night?
The last thing I remember is asking Beyoncé to dinner.
I pray to God that I didn't do anything to embarrass myself last night.
The bed was a little damp, probably because I sweat in my sleep a lot.
I looked over to Bey and she was sleeping like a baby
Must be nice
I immediately grabbed the trash can and started to throw up
Felt like I was changing into a damn werewolf.
Bey placed a cool rag on my forehead and held my hair for me
Aw mama's baby
"Thank you so much, sorry for waking you" I said to her before vomiting a little more
"You good boss" she said chuckling lightly in her deep raspy accent.
Whew. What's that purring?
She handed me an aspirin and a bottle of water while grabbing this trash can full of vomit to replace it for me
Honestly, I'll throw this pussy on her right now. Fuck Wissam cheating ass.
Cause how the fuck do you butt dial your wife while cheating on her?
And the whore's voice sounds all too familiar, I know for a fact it's that ugly Ass assistant of his.
But what makes it all too bad is the fact that I can't even divorce him right now due to our divorce clause.
I have two years left to be married to him so I can take him for everything he has. We have a strict no cheating agreement and he has been fucking that up since year one.
He thought he was slick but he'll never be slicker than me.
I have everything. Every. Single. Piece. Of proof.
I just wished that he'd turn back into the man I fell in love with but I'm over his dog ass.
Enough is enough.
Fuck him and those weak ass pumps honestly.
But Beyoncé? I want her. Bad.
She's everything I want in a partner. I can tell just from the way she handles Eissa.
Makes me soaked just thinking about it.
I want to act on it but I know she'll never give me the time of day because she knows that I'm married.
I'm still gonna try it though
Beyoncé came back in with a new bag in the trash can and another bottle of water for me.
"Drink this and try to go back to sleep. We have a couple of hours until we have to be on the plane boss." She said getting back in her bed
"Beyoncé?"
"Yes boss?" She asked still turned away from me
"Never mind" I said turning the other way and laying down
I heard her sigh and get up from her bed
I sneakily smiled when I felt her arms around me.
"I had a feeling that you were clingy while you're sick" she said while getting comfortable
I'm really not but I just like being under her
"Sorry Beyoncé" I said drifting to sleep
-
When we woke up, it was go time
I felt 100% better as well. All thanks to my future baby momma
Delusional? Maybe. But will it work? Most definitely
We arrived at the airport and got boarded for the private flight
I was a little sad that I had to go back home and deal with Wissam's bullshit but I was happy to see my baby boy
I missed him so much
The flight was faster than I wanted it to be
We made it home and we got in my car so I could take Beyoncé home.
I was kind of sad to see her go but I'll see her soon.
"Alright boss, I'll see you later" she said getting out the car
"Stop calling me boss girl, get some rest though Beyoncé" I said to her out the window
"SIR YES SIR" she said saluting me
I couldn't do nothing but laugh as we pulled off.
I rolled my eyes once I saw that we were arriving to my house.
Wissam was outside with Eissa, smiling and waving like he was happy to see me
Bitch ass motherfucker.
"Hey baby! How was the trip?" He said trying to kiss my cheek
I dodged it and handed him my bags while I grabbed my baby
"It was great." I said dryly to him
"Hey mommy's man" I said tickling Eissa's belly and kissing all over him
"I missed you mommy" Eissa said to me making me tear up
"I missed you more my baby" I said putting him down
"You good baby?" Wissam asked me
"Eissa, go to your room real quick. I have to talk to daddy for a minute"
Eissa immediately ran to his room while I pulled out my phone
"I got an interesting call yesterday baby" I said looking at Wissam
"Oh really? What happened?" He asked looking confused
I played the recording I took of our phone call and he turned red from embarrassment.
"Again?" I questioned looking at him, completely drained of his bullshit
"B-baby she meant nothing to me"
"It was a mistake"
"She came on to me"
"Next time, just keep me out of it. Matter of fact, turn your phone off." I said walking away from him
"I love you Janet" he said looking pitiful
"Well love don't live here anymore"
"The fuck does that mean?" He asked roughly grabbing me up
"Exactly what the fuck I said. You pea brain ass bum" I said scoffing at him
His eyes turned black and he swung his fist at me, landing directly on my eye
"You bitch" I said swinging as hard as I could, not caring where it landed
He pushed me off of him and held me so I could stop swinging at him
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it" he said still holding me and trying to calm me down
"FUCK YOU WISSAM! I WANT YOU OUT MY FUCKING HOUSE! YOU'RE A PATHETIC, WEAK ASS EXCUSE OF A MAN!" I yelled trying to get free from him
"Oh I fucked up" I heard him mumble lowly
He finally let me go and I immediately ran upstairs to put his shit in bags
"GET OUT BITCH!" I yelled at him while checking on my eye that was already turning black
"I'm sorry baby" he yelled upstairs and slammed the front door as he left
This bitch really lost his fucking mind.
- heyyy
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