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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"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T HIT."
Micheal groaned for the third time that morning, rolling his eyes while he continued planting seeds in his garden. He felt sweat drop off his body in the hot sun and he used the towel on his shoulder to wipe it away. Marcus only stood near him, with crossed arms and a disappointed look on his face.
"I couldn't, Marcus. I don't sleep with random women I don't know." He replied, patting the dirt back into the hole. Then he moved to the next area, digging out a small pile of dirt in the row. "Besides there's more to life than that. Look around, look how pretty Louisiana is. Not everything is about sex."
"Are you dumb as fuck? You had one of the baddest chicks I've ever seen in a while all over you and you didn't take that opportunity. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
The hairs on the back of Micheal's neck stood up and he stopped what he was doing. He panted, slowly standing up and facing him. "I think you're starting to piss me off."
Then, he used the towel to clean his hands of the dirt, his blood beginning to boil. "You're too damn invested in my life, Marcus. I don't need your help. I'm not a fucking charity case."
"I'm trying to help you-."
"Shut the fuck up for once in your life. I am so sick and tired of you nagging me and trying to control my life." He gritted his teeth together, taking a step towards him. "Getting over Beyonce isn't something I can just do with alcohol, strip clubs, and one-night stands. It's gonna take some time. It's going to take my time which doesn't involve you so back the hell up."
Marcus sighed, placing his hands up. "I got you, bro. I'm sorry. Just what about Mia?"
Micheal walked towards the water can, filling it up with his hose. Then, he began to water the seeds he had just planted in the ground. The weed he smoked last night resulted in him barely getting any sleep. As he predicted, he spent the dark hours thinking about everything. Which is why he was able to come to his senses about Marcus and Mia.
"I have to end it with her." He mumbled, knowing he really liked her. But it wasn't fair to her if he was still caught up on his past relationship. "I still love Beyonce and I sure as hell know Mia don't want a man still in love with his ex."
Even as a single man, Beyonce still had some sort of power over him.
"I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry you had to go through all this shit with your parents passing, Alister getting shot, Josy being killed in that fire, Beyonce leaving, and now, more with me."
"You ain't have to remind me." Micheal teased. "But fucked up things happen to everyone. It's life."
Marcus kept quiet just as Micheal finished watering the seeds. Then, he placed his hands on his hips, looking over his farm for any work he must have missed. He turned his head over his shoulder, before forcing a chuckle out. "This the last time you'll ever hear about my love life. You or any of the boys."
