"Church girl, don't hurt nobody.."
Pastor's wife trapped in an arranged marriage with repressed feelings about her sexuality. She's always been able to keep a great poker face but what happens when she meets, Beyoncé..
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2 weeks later...
Happiness. An emotion I never thought I would have the pleasure of experiencing again. Yet here I was in the studio surrounded by friends who loved me and I loved them. And I couldn't be happier.
I thought I would die a bitter, old wife to a man who saw me as nothing more than his property. But here I was about to release my first studio album. So yes, happiness.
"We should go out to celebrate your album dropping!" Kelly squealed as the last song played through the soundboard.
"Oh, yes! We can go to a club or something!" LeToya smiled from her place on the couch.
"Yes that will be so much fun!" Solange squealed which finally prompted Beyonce to interject.
"Girl, you're not old enough to go to a club. Sit your hot ass down.." She said before making eye contact with me. "I mean butt.."
"Sorry Solo, but Bey's right.." Latavia gave her a slight pout to which Solange just rolled her eyes.
"I've never even been to a club.." I bit the inside of my lip before sitting back down.
It had to be obvious that I've never stepped foot inside a night club in my life. But oddly enough I was excited. This would be a step in the direction of taking back my life.
"Don't worry about that! We'll make sure you have a good time." Kelly smiled before yawning. As if her yawns were contagious everyone else started to as well.
Considering it was nearing three am I was also starting to become tired. I watched as they flowed out but I stayed put. As tired as I was I knew I wouldn't be able i sleep without Beyoncé next to me.
Ever since that night I've been sleeping in her room. The only time I went into my room was to get dressed. She didn't mind me being in bed with her, I actually think she preferred considering the time I tried to sleep in my own bed...
"Why you in here?" She asked she stood in the doorway of my room. "I thought you might want your bed back.."
The next day after I went into her room things were a tad awkward between us. Considering we crossed yet another boundary between us and still made no attempt to talk about.
I didn't want to give her the wrong idea. Even though I wanted nothing more than to be in her bed. Sleeping next to her was the best sleep I'd gotten in years probably my entire life but I needed to take a step back from whatever it was we were doing.
