It's 2006 and Beyonce just released her newest album "B'Day." She's on the covers of Vogue, adding more Grammy's to her collection and soon becoming the next best thing. In the middle of her popularity, she travels back home to Louisiana for her mot...
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TWO DAYS LATER, MARCUS LOOKED AT Micheal who was busy carrying the eggs he had picked from his chicken coop. Marcus babysat his farm and he noticed after Micheal won the derby, there were dozens of paparazzi coming to his home, trying to see if the winner was back yet. They finally left around the nighttime, leaving the small farm with tranquility.
"You know you are all over the news right? I mean, everyone can't stop talking about you and what you did at the derby." Marcus said, petting Lila before she ran off. "Everyone wants a piece of you, huh?"
"Yeah, I got offers from Puma, Nike, Adidas... shit, even Calvin Klein. I'm even meeting with a couple of agents tomorrow." He said, his eyes moving to the blue and green flowers on the counter. He pulled out a couple of flowers and trimmed them, planting them in a small vase.
He was planning on giving them to Beyonce and his small sample would let him know when he needed to replace them.
"I bet Josy is so happy about that."
Micheal kept quiet causing a chilling silence to surround them. Eventually, his shoulders dropped and he released a heavy sigh. "We haven't spoken. I broke up with her."
Marcus frowned, narrowing his eyes in confusion. The last time he saw them both together, they looked completely in love so what changed? He kept his mouth shut and only shook his head. "She hurt you?"
"The other way around."
Now, he was really confused. How did Micheal hurt Josy? He cared about her deeply. Suddenly, a realization hit him, maybe an outside party had something to do with it.
"Was it your obsessed stalker?" Marcus asked, narrowing his eyes. He scoffed when he saw the blush on Micheal's cheeks, he had quite literally never seen his friend blush.
"She's not an obsessed stalker, she's more than that."
"Woah, woah, woah. Are you telling me you're sympathizing with the girl?"
"I happen to like her a lot."
"She followed you to the derby didn't she? I bet that's why you're coming back all fucked up and shit." He said, leaning back and crossing his arms. "And that's why you broke up with Josy."
Micheal grabbed a bowl and began mixing different ingredients, checking quickly to make sure the oven was on. "You wouldn't understand it. You just like to fuck all kinds of girls when you visit different towns."
"You're damn right. I don't understand." Marcus chuckled just as Micheal brought out a bowl of peaches from the fridge. "Are you making your Mama's famous bourbon peach pie? You only make that during special occasions."
"Today is a special occasion."
Meanwhile, Beyonce and Solange stood awkwardly as their mother talked to Reverend Martin after the church service. While Beyonce was too busy texting Miley, Solange was watching her mother. The very tall and handsome man with chocolate skin and alluring eyes had her mother giggling at everything he said.
