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I was sitting in my home office and Kelly was sitting in my face speaking to me and I didn't like it. "You can." I said uninterested. "Beyoncé I can't sign the divorce papers. You know I can't, we can't. What about your reputation?" She said standing up.
I hope it was to leave, over the years I really had come to hate her. "I am who they look at your job since the beginning was to smile and wave so no I don't care about my reputation. Ms.Head of Education." I rolled my eyes I was over this conversation.
"Exactly I am the head of education so therefore you should listen to me. I'm educated!" I laughed before speaking. "You're the head of education who couldn't keep her motha fuckin' educated legs closed now you're sitting your obviously uneducated ass in front of me talking shit." I said moving away from my desk.
"Please exit my home, I'd hate to have security drag you out." "Beyoncé you know we can't get a divorce what about the press? And then when we do what will you do. Go public with your whore mistress immediately?!"
"Kelendria I'd advise you to stop. I don't want to talk about this." "Because you know it's true. The press will eat you right up. Your positions will be taken away because you took them with morals if you go through with this you will look stupid."
"No see, this is where you're wrong. You're the one that cheated and we got separated so I'm not in the wrong here. Just accept the fact that I want Janet, and I'm not giving her up." "Finish off your contract and after we can get divorced. This thing you have going on with Janet won't work."
I knew she was right but I didn't want her to be right. I couldn't handle her being right. If I come out to the public with Janet on my arm I'll definitely be stripped of every title I have." I sighed as soon as she left. This was a headache waiting to happen. I couldn't tell Janet because I already told her about the divorce.
We agreed on no more secrets so maybe I do tell her. But how will she react? How will Ari react? Sighing I rested my head on my desk.
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I had a long day hanging with Kerry and I couldn't wait to get home to my baby. I was smiling just thinking about it. We were leaving the mall and I saw a familiar figure and I knew it couldn't be who I thought it was. "Alex?" I mumbled and she turned around to me.
When she saw me she immediately walked away. "Oh Alex don't be that way." "How could I not be that way when you did me dirty." I turned to Kerry and placed up my hand. I then walked towards Alex. "I'm sorry about how things went, I really am, but you knew I was in love. I told you."
"Yea that might have been love on your end, but from what I was seeing it looked as if your love was being taken for granted." I nodded understanding. "I'm sorry things turned out the way they did. I really am." I mumbled touching her arm.
"It's fine, I just hope you can accept that she's not going to leave Kelly. I don't hate you Janet I'll always have love for you." I smiled even though my mind was going at a thousand miles right now. "I'll catch you later yea?" I asked and she nodded. "See you later."
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I was at Beyoncé's and we were just talking and enjoying each other's company. I smiled playing in her hair before she sat up. "We have to talk about something serious." I nodded. "Okay?" "It's about Kelly." I sat up also I mentally looked around and remembered where my keys were.
Every time we talk about Kelly it's never good. "Okay?" "So the divorce." She started. "It can't happen." I finished hoping I was wrong. "There's a lot hanging in the wind if I go through with it and I can't risk it but I also can't risk losing you." I nodded leaning back into the bed.
I was going to take deep breaths and listen before I blew up. "Okay?" Did she not think I was a lot hangin in the wind also? "Baby say something other than that please?" I shook my head. "I'm listening so speak." "I just need until the end of the year to fix things and then Kelly and I will divorce. I'm almost finished with certain responsibilities and I won't have to worry about them anymore."
"Okay, are you done?" She shook her head. "I don't want you to be upset. I love you and I need you to know that. I'm only not getting a divorce because of work." I nodded my head. "Cool." See once I keep giving her these short replies she'll admit something, or tell me what's really going on.
"Kelly came by and we talked about it." There it was. She was avoiding telling me that Kelly was here. "Okay, so all the things you said to me just now was bullshit and I'll tell you why." Getting out of the bed I slid my shoes on and continued. "You basically told me that I wasn't important or in your words 'hanging in the wind.' You also said that you have responsibilities and forgot to mention the fact that a baby the one that you pumped into my ovaries is a responsibility."
She opened her mouth to speak but I just couldn't. I placed my hand up before getting my purse. "Here's something else, you simply expect me to wait on you until you're ready. You came inside of me not once but many times yet you want to wait until next year to be ready. When you were moaning in my ear about how you were so close. You gave us a responsibility to share. I chose not to cuss your ass out about that DNA test because I've been working on me."
I snatched the envelope out of my purse and threw it at her. "I will not be used by you again, I will not be taking this shit from you because if you Beyoncé loved me there would be no choice. There would be no conversation and there would be no wives." I took a breath. "Now with that being said. This is over for the fourth consecutive time. Don't bother calling me about a baby either I'm not that far along. Nothing a plan b can't fix."
I snatched up my things and left her in that bed flabbergasted and lost for words. I was sick of her shit. I was sick of my shit. I knew there was only one person I wanted to see and I was going to see them come hell or high water.
