chapter 21

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AN- YALL GOT LUCKY 200 reads. 💕 y'all deserve two long ass chapters.😘
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The Mid-November air sent chills through out my body. I walked toward the recording studio Shawn gave me as a welcome back present. I don't know who told him I sing. But he decided he wanted to buy me a studio.

I walked to the booth from the house. It was about five miles but I was okay with it. I was dressed in a off white top with some ripped jeans and a black and red flannel with a tan hood.

I pulled the keys of the studio out of my front pocket and unlocked the door.

Some paparazzi followed me but, I wasn't with Jay so it wasn't that much. They didn't ask questions today. That was good because I wasn't in the mood.

I stepped into my private little station turning on the microphone. I pulled my lyrics out of my purse, that Jay had wrote for me, and walked inside the booth.

I pulled out a sheet of music I wrote, and had previously recorded. I record a bit more. When I felt it was complete I stopped and sat on the other side of the booth, so I could listen . I pressed play on the first track I had ever recorded.

" I guess love just wasn't enough for us to survive.
I swear, I swear, I swear I tried." I felt the tears beginning to start.

"You took the life right out of me.
I'm so unlucky I can't breath.
You took the life right out of me, me, me, me." I couldn't listen to the rest of the song as I began to pick up the rest of my stuff. I turned off the lights as I grabbed my black Burberry off the ground.

"I'm longing for your heartbeat
Heartbeat, heartbeat." Was all I heard as I left the studio. Tears spilling down my face.

"Beyoncé! We haven't seen you in forever!" Rihanna hugged me from behind as I met up with her and Nicki at Olive Garden. Drake had rented it out for us. So we were the only people there at the moment.

Nicki then hugged me tightly.

"My poor baby! Bey, you've been crying. What happened. Did • do something?" Nicki instantly jumped to conclusions.

" No I'm just tired." I explained not totally lying because, 1) Shawn didn't do nothing and 2) I am tired.

"Okay you want to eat something or are you good?" Rihanna said holding a menu in her hand.

"Is that really a question Rih?" I looked at her and then all three of us laughed.

"Well, at least we know that Beyoncé hasn't changed at all." Nicki smiled and I sat down in the tall chair and picked a menu up.

"I really want spaghetti and meatballs but I'm no basic bitch, who would come to Olive Garden for some spaghetti and meatballs? I think I'll get that Alfredo." I said looking my menu up and down.

"Bey." Nicki looked at me holding back a laugh.

"What?" I said my eyes still glued to the picture of the amazing looking chicken Alfredo. But then I looked at the picture of the shrimp Alfredo. Ahh! Decisions, Decisions.

"I've been here for ten minutes and I still haven't decided what I wanted, but you, you come in smile sit down look at the menu for less than two minutes and you already know exactly what you desire." She laughed at the end. And I smiled at her.

I glanced at Rihanna who was starring at me with a wide smile plastered on her face.

"I'm glad to have you back." Rihanna sighed. It was weird she was being all nice. She was a rude ass bitch. But she got a nice face too so it's okay.

And I was glad to be back. Back with my bestest friends and my boyfriend. With my two babies and my one angel.

"And you're business is glad you are back too you got work-

"Robyn Rihanna Fenty Graham, the power of Christ compels you. I pray the lord takes over your soul for you do not know right from wrong, may the lord lead you away from temptation from the devil. And you give me five more days off of work. " I interrupted my so called boss even though I was the one who actually ran things.

And Rihanna knew it.

If I asked for five days off I'm  taking five days off. She knows that.

"Jesus Christ Giselle. I'm giving you four." Rihanna tried to argue with me.

"Robyn Rihanna Fen-

"Okay, five it is." She sighed.

"The wheels on the bus go round and round," I heard Shawn's voice as I arrived into my, our house.

I was tired so I didn't pass by the kids room to say hi to Shawn he'd see me when he came to bed. I ran up the stairs as quickly and quietly as I could. And into my room.

I yanked my jacket off of my body and it fell to the ground near my bed. I began to unbutton my top. Which took me longer than usual due to my phone buzzing, It was the group chat including me and my girls.
(Rih and Nicki) Nicki named it,
The Holy Trinity. I think that's hilarious because we are no where near holy.

I finally was free from the top and I moved my hands to my back, removing the tight purple push-up bra, sending relief and a feeling of relaxation throughout my whole body.

"Praise The Lord." I sighed loudly.

I moved into my bathroom , and turned on the shower. I took my phone and played my shower playlist.

I wiggled out my jeans and underwear  then pulled my hair into a low ponytail.

You gon' have to do more than just
Say It
You gon' have to do less when you
Do It
Tell mama you know I
Show It

Tory Lanez voice filled my ears. I took the black sponge that was waiting for me to use it. Then pulled the Lavender scented liquid soap from the little counter thing in the shower and purrs it on my sponge. And before I could even start to scrub myself. I heard a loud slam.

It got quiet again for about two minutes and I was prepared to fight. I looked outside my shower curtain and I saw no one. I then returned to starting to scrub but just as the sponge hit my body a black masculine hand took the sponge from me.

Furious because I really just wanted to shower I grabbed the hand and pulled it so that I could see who it belonged to. Sure enough it was Jay.

"I'm not sure if you can tell but I'm in the middle of something." I blinked several times. Shawn just starred at my tits the whole time.

" Mind if I join?" He asked me then smirked finally looking at my face.

I just glared at him. This nigga really thought.

"Please My Queen." He begged me and how could I say no now?

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