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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"HE IS ALLOWED TO REQUEST SPACE AND TIME if that's what he needs. This can be very taxing on a person. Especially, when he thought he was going to lose you forever. The only thing you should do is respect his wishes and give him time." Anisha verbalized, causing Beyonce to rub her temples. She grabbed a pillow and groaned in frustration, placing it over her face. Anisha listened on the phone, waiting for her to say something.
"Wasn't I doing the right thing?" She asked, moving the pillow away and looking up at the ceiling. "I mean if I told him, he would have wanted to give me the funds for the investments but he earned his money through hard work, I couldn't just take it. And, he would have been in danger, I couldn't let them hurt him."
"Everyone processes emotions and unexpected situations differently. I know it may be hard but you need to find something else to occupy you. Maybe, you could go to the country club tonight or the fair?"
"With what friends?" She crossed her arms. "Miley is in Tennessee celebrating her grandmother's birthday. Solange is still in LA recording some theme song for a show. I'm all here by myself."
"Maybe that's what you need. I would advise you to do something by yourself just so you can be comfortable being alone. Even if you and Micheal get back together in a relationship, he can't be with you all the time."
"Alright." She said. "I understand."
"Okay, I'll talk to you next week for our next session. You've made great improvements. Keep up the work." Anisha said before the phone ended.
Beyonce looked at her nails in boredom before she heard her parents arguing down the hall again. They had been going at it for a couple of hours now and the fight had started because Mathew had forgotten to clean the barn. Her parents barely spoke to each other and if they did, it was to argue. Because she was exposed to such a pure love with Micheal, she knew her parents didn't have that same feeling. The constant arguing, the days without speaking, the hostility... that wasn't love.
She grabbed her guitar that was hidden in her closet and began to play the strings. After a few minutes, a melody came to her mind and she began to sing from her heart.
"If I ain't got nothing, I got you." Beyonce effortlessly sang. "If I ain't got something, I don't give a damn. Cause I got it with you."
"Ooh, I like that." She whispered to herself, grabbing her notebook and writing it down. Then, she began again. She hummed the rhythm before effectually creating more lyrics. Around 20 minutes later, she had completely composed part of a new song and decided to call it 1+1.
"I don't know much about algebra, but I know... one plus one equals two. And it's me and you. That's all we'll have when the world is through. Cause baby, we ain't got nothing without love. Darling, you got enough for the both of us, so come on baby. Make love to me." She whispered, using her fingers to create the perfect notes on the guitar.
