Good Evening Mrs. Knowles, Beyoncé was assigned to write a drama scene whether it be personal or made up. I have given permission for the content, if she decides to write from a personal experience, to be vulgar if necessary. Please go over her work to validate any missing key points or events she may have forgotten. I know Beyoncé is a fabulous writer and I personally cannot wait to read her work.
-Mrs. Carter
***Beyoncé POV***
"I'm not ready yet!"
"Bitch, shut up! You don't have to be ready cause I'm ready with a full tank...."
"But-"
He slapped me.... I can't believe he slapped me. I thought Lyndelle loved me just by how he promised he would never put his hands on me but, by the way my face stings he never did. I'm tired of his bullshit. I'm tired of him lying, cheating and taking advantage of me. I gave my all (accept my v-card of course) to this nigga. I gotta stop this shit right here cause I ain't and never will be his bitch.
"Nigga put your hands on me one more fucking time... I dare you"
I swear this is the first time I've cussed ever, so this is a rare moment from me....
"OH....So yo dumb ass done finally grown some damn tits. Huh, look here bitch yo-"
I punched him dead in his dick.Which apparently I'm stronger than I though I was. Then I punched him, kicked him, and stomped till I felt tears come to my eyes for everything he's done to me. Once I felt my job was complete, I spit on him and made these words my last to him,
"I hope you find hell for the rest of your pathetic ass life. I though I loved you but turns out I only felt sorry for you. Oh and one last thing, I was never your bitch Lyndelle, you were always mine."
I went downstairs to find his mom sitting on the couch watching me come down the stairs. I went to her and explained to her what had happened bringing me and her to tears. We embraced each other in a much needed hug and she offered a restraining order against him to stay from me at all cost while telling me that no 15 year should remember her 1st boyfriend that way. Which in my case, she was basically preaching what I was thinking.
"Are we cool?" She said referring to us.
"You and I will always be cool"
"Do you need me to bring you home?"
"Yes please and thank you"
As we pulled up in our driveway, I thanked her for bringing me home and went inside. I walked inside and my mom was in the den waiting for me with her wide open. I ran as fast as I could and embraced her as tight as I could breaking down in her arms.
"You gon be okay Beyoncé, that nigga wasn't worth your time or love so don't cry over him."
I nodded not being able to say anything at the moment she kissed my forehead.
"Now go find something comfortable to sleep in while I start your favorite, warm, honey bubble bath to calm your nerves." (A/N: Honey is really good for your hair, skin, and nails.)
"Thank you momma."
"No problem baby, now go on...."
I went to find something comfortable and headed to the bathroom. I stripped and got in but lemme tell yall it was Heaven on Earth. I relaxed everything and let my mind erase everything and every memory that had to do with Lyndelle except for his mom. I'm glad "we" are over and momma was right, he was never worth my time. I don't know why I liked that fugly nigga. I got out and got dressed in some shorts and a tank top. Once I was in the bed I thought about my life and what it would feel like to be single. Now that I think about it, I think gonna like here being single.
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