Me, Myself, and I is all I got in the end is what I found out and ain't no need to cry I took a vow that from now on imma be my own best friend.
*Flashback*
Shawn is sitting at my bed side and Gracie is on his lap sleeping. We just got that news that I am with child....5 weeks. I don't know what to feel about the situation, honestly I'm numb. Shawn on the other hand is being a pain in my ass.
"Shawn why won't you just tell me the problem?"
"Beyonce I'm alright, alright."
I sighed. "Do you not want this baby?"
He didn't say anything.
"So that's the problem, you don't want it."
"Beyonce that's not true. Of course I want it.....if it's mine."
"Are you serious right now."
"Beyonce that night you were with George Lopez too, I just want to be sure it's mine before I get attached."
"Shawn are you fucking serious right now?" I screamed. Thanks God Gracie is sleeping. "You know damn well I didn't sleep with him."
Gracie woke up.
"Can I have some juice please?"
"No you can have some water." I said.
"But I want juice."
"Shamyah-Grace you either get some water or nothing at all." I yelled. Not intentionally though.
"Corey can I please have some juice?" She asked.
Now I'm really pissed.
"Gracie your mo-"
"Gracie you're not getting anything now." I said and she started to cry.
"Bey-"
"Shawn go get her some water please, I think you're sitting on my purse."
"Don't worry about it, I got it."
"Water Shawn."
"Alright."
Shawn took Shamyah and I waited patiently for the doctor.
"Ms. Knowles?" The nurse asked.
"Yes?"
"Ok, we are going to have to keep you here for a few more hours just to make sure that everything is ok. But from the looks of things you're fine and was just experiencing a little morning sickness.
"Ok"
"And I'm looking at your chart and the machine here and it looks like your blood pressure raised a little so keep your stress levels down ok."
I nodded and Shawn and Gracie walked in.
"Ok, I'll be back in a few to check on your pressure."
"Ok thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Shawn I thought I told you no juice."
"It's not juice it's Clear Fruit."
I sighed. I swear my head is killing me right now. Shawn sat down and Gracie sat on his lap.
"Beyonce." Shawn called.
"What?"
"Are you sure it's mine?"
"Shawn if you have to ask then maybe you don't deserve to be the father."
