(continued from previous chapter....)
"Bella? Baby girl I'm so sorry I haven't called. You have to understand what's been going on with me. I couldn't risk getting in contact with you so soon. But I'm here now, I'm coming back for you okay?"
I clenched my jaw and fists, using everything in me to control my anger. I've never felt anger like this, it wasn't just anger– it was rage. I was livid.
"Bella? Are you there–"
"Listen to me, and listen carefully," I quietly hissed through my teeth. I needed to gather this bitch, but I couldn't be loud while doing it. I didn't need Bella waking up. "You stay the fuck away from my child. You better not come anywhere near her. I don't want you contacting her, hell I don't want you thinking about her. You will never see her again, as long as I'm living and breathing. She is mine, bitch. Get that through your thick fucking skull. "
I was breathing heavily and close to tears because of how angry I was. It's rare that I'm pushed to crying due to my anger, but this was on a whole new level. I looked down at Isabella and sighed in relief when I saw she was still asleep. I gently caressed her face with the back of my hand before speaking again.
"You took my baby from me once, and that killed me. That killed me. Do you realize what you've done?" I took a deep breath and spoke lowly. "I hope your ass rots in prison. Stay the fuck away from my family. This is your final warning."
I hung up before she had the chance to respond. I was literally shaking, I was so upset. How did she even get Bella's number? I stared at the phone for a moment, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness, before realizing this wasn't the phone I bought Bella. She's been hiding this from us?
I bit my lip, contemplating on whether or not I should look through it. The last thing I wanted to do was invade my daughter's privacy, especially since we're beginning to form some sort of trust, but I needed to know why she had a secret phone. What was she hiding? Had she been in contact with that crazy bitch before? I sure as hell hoped not.
Then again, I knew if I went snooping, I would find something I wasn't meant to see. I was in a good place right now, for the first time in months, and I didn't want to ruin this. I couldn't.
I sighed. I went to put the phone back on the nightstand, but stopped when I felt it vibrate. My curiosity got the best of me and I glanced at the text message.
From D: Yo B, I did what u said & got some info on mama G's whereabouts. Call me when u get a chance.
I quickly frowned. Isabella couldn't possibly be searching for that woman knowing what she did. Could she? No.... She wouldn't do that to us.
I tapped on 'D's' name and read through their conversation.
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Isabella
I yawned and stretched my arms out, freezing when I hit something. I quickly opened my eyes and saw Beyoncé sitting next to me. Whew, not gonna lie, that scared the shit out of me.
"You scared me." I chuckled, glancing at Beyoncé with a smile. She didn't look at me, but continued staring off into space. I frowned cause this wasn't like her. "Beyoncé, you okay?"
Beyoncé slowly turned her head to look at me. I was confused because she looked so sad, but I knew we both went to sleep in a good mood. So what happened?
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Fanfiction13 years after being kidnapped from her superstar parents, Beyoncé and JAY-Z are finally reunited with their now sixteen year old daughter, Isabella. Unfortunately for them, the teenager isn't as accepting of the situation as Bey & Jay were hoping.