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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JOSY FELT HER HEART SHATTER AS SHE watched Beyonce approach Micheal, turning his head and kissing his lips. While kissing him, she opened her eyes and glanced at her.
Her eyes filled with tears and she felt as if the wind was knocked out of her lungs. Her body froze and it felt as if she was struggling to breathe. Millions of questions entered her mind and she wondered if she was even seeing right. This couldn't be real... no, it just couldn't. But as time progressed, she realized this wasn't just some nightmare. This was really happening in front of her. She never expected this: the biggest betrayal of her life.
"Beyonce?" She whispered her voice barely a whisper. She closed her trench coat, feeling completely embarrassed. A tear fell down her cheek before another followed. She raised a shaky hand, wiping her face. Micheal looked at her with sorrow. He had been dreading this moment and now, it had finally arrived.
"Could anyone be so fucking pathetic?" Beyonce groaned, resting her hands on Micheal's chest. He tapped her thigh, "Be nice."
"I am being nice." She whispered back, pushing him away and leaning against the doorframe. She faked a smile towards the distressed older woman, loving how miserable she looked. It was perfect, perfect little Miss Josy as crying.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here with Micheal." She responded as if she had done nothing wrong.
"Why?"
"Because I've been fucking him behind your back for some time now—." She looked at her nails. "Since you can't spell it out, I stole your man."
"Jesus, Beyonce. We really have to work on your mouth." Micheal said.
Josy looked at her with hatred, gritting her teeth together. She tried to control herself but before she knew it, she was spewing harshful words towards the younger woman. "It was you. He broke up with me because of you. All that talk about being happy was bullshit. You did this, you home-wrecker."
"Do you want me to apologize?" Beyonce teased, faking a pouty face. "Would it make you feel better, darlin?"
"We were friends. I-I allowed you to stay in the suite when you didn't have anywhere to go." Josy's voice began to shake. All the blood on her face disappeared and she slowly nodded. "You just wanted to fuck him."
She looked at the younger woman in disbelief. She considered her a friend, someone she was beginning to bond with, and now, she repays her with this. "How could you lie in my face like that?"
