The Basement

Chapter 14

Beyoncé was frantic.

It had been a mere four hours since megan had left her high and dry and left dinner early with a 'stomachache'.

Beyoncé had expected their first meeting in months to go a little more smoothly. She figured after all this time had passed that they would both be able to move on from their issues in the past but it was clearer now more than ever that Megan was still pissed at her and had no intention of making up.

It was all Beyoncé's fault and she knew it. Seeing Megan smile so brightly over dinner and blush and giggle at every mention of her mystery girlfriend made the blonde realize that she wished things had gone differently all those months ago. In the back of her mind she wished that she was the one putting that beautiful smile on her face and it felt like a knife in the back every time she realized Megan would probably rather die than give her that chance again.

I fucked up.

Losing Megan was a lot easier to stomach when she was still ghosting her. Without the security of Kehlani's whispers in her ear and her arms snuggled around her body Beyoncé found herself lost in the all consuming thoughts of her ex lover.

Exhausted, Beyoncé looked over at the clock on her nightstand seeing the taunting numbers looking back at her. She knew that if she didn't talk her feelings out with someone soon she would be up all night. Everyone may jump her for waking them up but at this point it was worth it. Dialing the group chat she tried to find the words to explain the shit situation she was in.

*ring ring ring*

"Giselle have you lost your black ass mind," Kelly groaned.

"Are you dying???" Michelle interrupted.

"No, i'm fine I just really need to talk to you guys."

"Are you having suicidal thoughts?" Michelle followed up.

"No?"

"Then get the fuck off my phone. You just pissed me the hell off it is 3 am Giselle!"

As Michelle continued to lay into Beyoncé with vocal support from Kelly, Robyn angrily entered the face time.

"If you ain't dead i'm killing you Giselle."

"Why do I have to be so many Giselles tonight?!?"

"What do you want!" Kelly yelled.

Beyoncé let out a sigh as she wracked her brain trying to find the best way to not get her ass beat.

"I saw Megan tonight. Long story short she came over for dinner and she fucking hates me y'all. And then she's all smiley about some girlfriend i've never heard of!"

All three girls on the other end of the line rolled their eyes as Beyoncé ranted on and on about her supposed night from hell. They each knew in the back of their minds that Beyoncé never truly got to move on from Megan. Beyoncé got left in the dust and simply couldn't take it. When the blonde started talking about how low down Megan made her feel Kelly knew she had to step in.

"Now Bey, you know I love you. I'm gonna hold your hand when I say this... Megan doesn't owe you shit."

"I'm glad someone fucking said it because that blonde dye must be seeping into her brain. You had that girl looking stupid," Robyn added.

"That's not fair! I only did the things that you TOLD me to do!"

"Okay ears, you can take that tone down about five good notches do not make me reach through this screen." Robyn knew that Beyoncé blamed her in part for the falling out between her and Megan. After all, it was Robyn's advice to ignore Megan and to get mad because that's what the situation deserved. But Beyoncé hadn't been completely honest. "You neglected to tell me that you kissed another woman right after you fucked her. You even let her sit there and listen to that girl going on and on about how she was in love with you do not put that on me Giselle."