Touch Not My Heart (BeyMala)

5."Standing My Ground"

Beyoncé's P.O.V.

At six a.m., I woke up to a surprise...Kamala sent me a message on Instagram. I blocked her ass ten years ago, but I guess she created a new page. Was I mad about it? Not necessarily. I low-key thought it was kind of cute that she was stalking me. But was I going to respond? I wasn't sure yet. Especially since I was laying in bed with Courtney. I had invited her to spend the night with me.

"Why are you staring at your phone so hard?", she asked while giggling at my shocked facial expression.

I shook my head. "Somebody from my past sent me a message on Instagram."

"Hmmmm....let me guess. Somebody that you used to hook up with?"

"It was more than that actually. Let's just say she's the reason I only do hook ups now", I replied.

"First heart break?"

"Yup....But what about you?You seem to prefer the whole friends with benefits thing. Why is that?", I asked.

She sighed. "I'm kind of still in the closet. My family is real conservative and heavily homophobic. So telling them I'm attracted to women is just not something I look forward to", she explained.

"Well, at least you have someone like me that's more than willing to keep your secret", I said.

"Yeah....you're not pressuring me to be in a relationship or come out of the closet like other women have done to me in the past. So our arrangement works out fine for me", Courtney said.

"That's good, Coco....so like....when do you want to do this again?", I asked.

"It's your call. It all depends on what you plan on doing when it comes down to the woman that messaged you", she said.

"I don't know...I feel like maybe I should just let her stay in my past. I don't really want to end up going through what I went through with her back in the day", I explained.

"What was the issue?", Courtney asked.

"I was twenty one, she was thirty two...and she had a husband..."

"Ohhhhh...RED FLAG!", she exclaimed.

I chuckled. "Thirty one year old me knows that. But twenty one year old me thought I could make her leave him and she would be all mine. But that never happened. Check this out though. I just saw her yesterday."

"Really? Where?", Courtney asked.

"Well, I was just doing my job. We got a call about a trespasser and the trespasser was her husband. Except at the time I didn't know that...Basically, she left him and went to her besties house. He showed up over there causing a scene. My partner, Kehlani, stayed outside and talked to him while I went into the house to talk to the wife. And of course she was the wife", I explained.

"Damn! What did you do when you saw her?!"

"I was speechless as fuck at first...but once I got myself together I treated her just like I do everybody else when we get calls like that. I listened to her side of the story, then went back out there and told her husband to get the fuck on before he ends up in jail for thrity days. She claims she's divorcing him by the way", I replied.

"You don't believe her?", Courtney asked.

I sighed. "I don't know....but if she does, good for her", I said with a shrug of my shoulders.

Courtney and I talked for a little bit more and then she left. Once she did, I got myself ready for work. Kehlani picked me up because I really just didn't feel like driving. On the way to work, I asked her if I should message Kamala back.