Chapter 3: Speechless

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Beyonce's POV

Beyonce's POV

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I couldn't believe Solo had just did that. I mean I wasn't trying to make a big deal about it but I didn't want to be rude and just storm off on him either. I mean I know Solo said he was a drug dealer and all.........but he still hadn't done anything to me for me to act like a complete to him. I looked over my shoulder and I saw him getting into his car. Just as I was about to turn around I saw him look back at me.......I turned around quickly and tried to jump in the conversation that my mom and Kelly were having.........but I could still feel his gaze on my back. I looked down at the mixtape in my hand, I was seriously thinking about tossing it away......but my curiosity made me hold onto it. I shoved it in my back pocket.

"So how's my baby??" my mother asked as she turned her attention to me.

"I'm fine momma.......just a little tired. " I said trying to focus on the events that were taking place in front of me. My mother looked at me as if ready to object when my phone begin to ring. I looked at the caller ID seeing Lyndell's name across the screen. A smile quickly spread across my face and I held up a finger to my mother before turning around to answer my baby. But the moment I answered the phone I could tell that I should have ignored it.

"Where the fuk u at Bee?" he said in a frustrated voice.

"I'm at Ma's shop.....I'll be there after I finish up here." I said trying to ignore the upcoming argument.

"Why the fuk you there anyway??? You been on damn tour for how fukin long and you claim you miss me but the first place your ass goes is to see your damn mother.......man if dats where your ass really is." Lyndell continued to argue into the phone. I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly. Now was not the place or the time for this.......and I was too tired.

"Baby.....we will handle this when I get home." I said in a strained voice then hung up......not even waiting for his response. Ma looked at me with the "mother knows" look. I gave her a half hearted smile and tried to continue with our conversation as if Lyndell had not just fuked up my entire mood. For the remainder of the conversation I was distant. Everyone could tell that something was wrong with me, even though I wouldn't honestly come out and admit it. After about an hour, me and Kelly walked out of my mother's shop and climbed back into the limo. Before climbing into the limo, I looked at the place where Shawn's car had been previously parked. I shrugged it off.......I knew this would not be the last time I bumped heads with him.....especially since I was going to be in Houston for awhile.

I pulled up into the front of my house and could see that Lyndell's car was parked in the front of the house. I should have told Kelly to stay with me like she wanted me too.....but I was determined that hopefully Lyndell would have been gone. I walked into my house and a feeling of relaxation overwhelmed me. I hadn't been here for almost a month and I couldn't wait to just kick back and relax. But as soon as I walked up the stairs and approached the door, I could hear the loud ass music blaring from the other side. I closed my eyes and said a quick prayer before I entered my room.

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