Beyoncé pov:
The first thing I wanted to do was apologize to august. So I first took my baby blue to daycare and then made my way over to August's house.
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I pulled up to the curb because another car was here....i hope I'm not interrupting anything. I got out the car making my way up his sidewalk. I knocked on the door three times. I waited about ten minutes and decided to just come back later when the door opened , i saw Giselle with he robe on messy...I'm pretty sure he laid the pipe on her.
" um...yes?" I looked up at her unimpressed "Is August here I need to talk to him" she looked me up and down " he's....not dressed ...and we're busy can you come back later? "
I didn't say anything I calmly walked down the stairs making my way to my car. On the way home I decided that I wanted to start a other tour. Just to get things back on track since what happened before , I wanna get back to my normal self , what does a grown woman like me look like chasing after a young man with with a girlfriend? STUPID. That's what...so next month I'm kicking off my self titled tour QUEEN BEY IS BACK BABY!
August : Giselle told me you was at da do' you needed anything
I pulled the car over so I could text him
Bey : it's nothing now I was gonna apologize but..the caring you lady with the messed up robe that showed up at your door said you two love birds were busy. So I'll try another time good bye august.
August pov
Bey was so calm texting me ...well that's typical Bey... i can tell she doesn't like Giselle , but damn I wasn't expecting her to be like bye august or anything I guess a nigga finally hit her nerve huh?
"Giselle...what did you say to bey" she rolled her eyes sighing "can't go a full hour with out her being brought up dammit august you know what.... I'm sick and tired of this...until you can commit full to me don't text me...don't you dare. Your head is so far up beyonce' s ass that you can't see or hear a damn thing I say or do!"
She stormed out my room and I sighed deeply. Funny thing is I always here her but I'm not over beyonce shit...it's hard to be over her I mean SHE FUCKING BEYONCÉ ...QUEEN MUTHFUCKIN BEY! ...i gotta get her back...
August:...come over ...please?
Bey: you think I'm finna waste my gas to come over and deal with you and your toy?
August: she's mad at me I'm pretty sure me and her won't work out. I need to talk to you anyways bey c'mon stop trippin
Bey: trippin?...the only one "trippin" is you anthony.
August: beyyyyyyy...just come over ok
Bey: you lucky I'm right down the damn street august. Bye
I smirked to myself as I put on clothes sprayed the room and waited for Bey to come over...i heard my doorbell I smirked damn that wasn't even 2 minutes
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I went to the door not to see Bey but a envelope...is picked it up and closed the door.
Once I opened to note it read....
