innocence.

twentyone

I walked out the bathroom and got on the floor in my palette.

"Bey, you know you don't have to sleep on the floor. You can sleep in the bed with me."

"I'm fine Kelly. Thank you though. I appreciate you letting me crash here for some time to."

"No problem Bey."

Today was Friday and I was uber excited that I didn't have to go to school tomorrow and I won't have to see fuckboy Carter. I still haven't told him I was not with a baby and I also went to my Gynecologist just to make sure and I am 100% not with a child. I am happy about it, especially since I know who Carter is now.

I closed my eyes only for a tear to fall on my pillow. I don't want to cry about this and I have found myself crying anyway. I act like I am having a baby with him and I'm not. I really do not have to associate myself with him at all anymore; but yet I still find myself caring.

When I soaked one side of my pillow. I got up and went to the bathroom and wiped my face. I then went back to my pallet on the floor and flipped my pillow over and forced myself to go to sleep.

*
I walked in the kitchen still in my t-shirt and shorts I slept in and a nice head of morning hair.

"Ew, did you brush your teeth."

"Yes I did. Shut up."

"Okay. Ugly."

"Stupid head."

"Alright y'all stop."

"Sorry ma" I said. "She just gets on my nerves so bad."

"Like you don't get on mine."

"Shut up."

"Hey! Stop." She said putting the food on the table. "Bey, when your done let me talk to you in my room. Okay?"

"Alright."

Shawn's POV
I pulled up to Bey's house. I really thought about this visit long and hard and this is only for the good of everyone.

I looked at myself in the mirror and gave myself a pep talk. "That is your baby Shawn. You need to be the good guy and fix this. You need to go and demand that she forgives you. You need to get her to trust you again."

I took a deep breath and got out the car. This was a do or die situation. I think I am going to die.

I walked to the door and knocked on it. My palms were super sweaty, my hands were shaking, I was super nervous. I really did not want to be here. I should just go. I need to go. Now.

Just as I turned around and started pacing towards the car, until the door opened. I stopped and turned around. I seen this beauty women. She was around her late 40's, early 50's but she was beautiful. She looked just like Bey.

"How may I help you?"

"Um, is Beyoncé here."

"May I ask who's asking."

"I'm her teacher, Mr.Carter. I have something to talk to her about. It's very important."

"Come on in."

I came in and sat on the couch and she sat right a crossed from me and stared at me... just stared at me.

"So.... Is she here?" I said trying to break the silence.

"Did you have sex with my daughter?"

"Uhh.."

"You the one that made her leave. You the one that made her run away."