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𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄, 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍
𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄́'𝐒𝐏.𝐎.𝐕
Who's getting all of my residuals?
I watched Y/N closely as she performed this new song of hers. After Vegas, the tour took a detour to Salt Lake City and now we're here in Seattle.
Since Vegas though, her setlist has changed. They've each started with Poison and then transitioned to Residuals. But after that it varies.
Ok, this shit is so random
I didn't hesitate to roll my eyes because that meant Kelly would be coming out to perform this song with her. I always hated that they even made this song together.
And when I'm with you it's like our heartbeats are in tandem
I sighed, yet still continued watching her perform. I don't know what got into me. I admit that I was wrong. That I continue to be wrong.
That situation with Megan never happened the way that Megan said it did and I know it. I just let my insecurities get in the way. Y/N didn't deserve that. Which is why I would like to have a real conversation with her tonight.
Towards the end of her performance, I walked towards my dressing room. Before I got there I was met with Dre.
I need to speak with him too. I'm sure he believes we're deeper than what we actually are. Dre is a friend to me and that's all he'll ever be.
He may be sweet and on the good looking side but I can never cross that line with him. Not to mention, he's only 25.
"Yo, Bey. What's up with you girl?" Dre asked.
"Hi, Dre." I smiled, yet he looked more on the down side. "What's wrong?"
"Chris fired me." He answered.
I should've known this was coming. Earlier today I had a talk with Solange. She told me about a talk she had with Chris. Said that Chris spoke to Y/N about something and that he's worried for her.
The thing about Chris and Y/N is that they ride really hard for each other. Like if Y/N's backup dancer was flirting with Solange, Y/N woulda fired him. Out of respect and loyalty to Chris.
"Did he tell you why?" I ask.
"No. He's letting me finish the tour but that's about it. I've been on his team since I was like 17. This is just crazy to me." Dre responded in distress.
I touched his arm in a reassuring manner. "It'll all work out. You can dance your ass off and you've already worked with a big name in this industry. Your career ain't over."
"Yeah, maybe I can work for you." He slightly laughed.
"Maybe." I mumbled.
Before I knew it, Dre had kissed me. His lips felt nice but I knew this wasn't right. Slightly pushing away from him, I was able to see Y/N. Damn.
She had the coldest look on her face. In all my years of knowing her, I could feel her about to go the fuck off. That was until Kelly appeared.
"Let's go." Kelly whispered to Y/N.
To my surprise, Y/N actually listened. Kelly actually calmed her down. That was something I thought only I could do.
"What was that about?" Dre questioned.
"I don't know. Look Dre, you can't be doing that. I'm sorry if I gave off mixed signals but we will never be more than just friends." I say, getting everything off my chest.
"Damn, it's like that? I thought we were feeling each other. The vibe was there." He replied quickly.
"I let it go there and it shouldn't have. I'm engaged Dre and I need to start acting like it. I can't lose my relationship." I respond before walking away.
That's only if the relationship isn't already lost.
Y/N's P.O.V
"No Kelly, I know you seen that shit. That is the exact reason that all this is happening now. Megan kissed me so now she's kissing Darron. A fucking backup dancer." I snap.
"Dre." She corrected. "I have to be honest with you Y/N. It didn't seem like she kissed him to me. I think he might've pulled a Megan."
"Kelendria, we have known Beyoncé for as far back as our memory will go. That look on her face. We've all seen it before. You know exactly what it means." I reply.
I'm not crazy. I'm not gonna let Beyoncé drive me crazy. I see exactly where this going. I have to quit while I still have my sanity.
"You're right." Kelly agreed. "You should also hear her out. You know she's gonna wanna talk to you about it."
I scoff in disbelief. "Why should I? She ain't try to hear me out. I'm too old for this shit Kelly. I don't even know what to do. We never had these problems."
"We didn't. But life can't always be so peaceful." She responded.
"Whatever." I mumbled.
I sat on the couch in my hotel suite. Can we even recover from this? It's just like a never ending cycle. This tour has been hell since day one. We're only nine shows in. 31 more to fucking go.
I can't live like this the entire tour. I can't live like this at all. I'm too grown for the nonsense. Im better than that.
Once again, Kelly sat next to me. Massaging my back in an attempt to get me to calm down. I was very appreciative of her for being there for me during this time.
"Kelly." I called out.
"Yes Y/N?" She responded.
I didn't say anything, instead I kissed her. She kissed me back, our lips moving in sync with each other. I should be feeling bad right now and yet I don't. It got pretty heated, neither one of us doing anything to stop it.
