Need U Bad

Need U Bad -Chapter 1

Jazmine POV-

I was laying down as I heard the front door to my little apartment open. I didn't even bother to open my eyes. I already knew it was him. It was an every night thing for the man that I call my boyfriend. But I just laid there acting like I was in a deep slumber as I often do.

"Baby you awake?" His raspy voice called out as he walked into the cold bedroom.

I mentally rolled my eyes.

I heard rattling around assuming that he was removing his clothes hurriedly. Soon I felt him lay behind me, Wrapping his arm around my waist making me uncomfortable.

I smell the cheap perfume with a mixture of weed, as I do every night that he slides into my bed. During these time I just wonder if she'd treat me like this. My mind usually wander's toward her during the night.

Brandon is a "rapper" that has to go promote his mixtape every single weekend. Each weekend it's the same ole thing.

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Beyoncé POV-

I was peering out of my office window as my assistant came in late for the 4th time this week.

I sat down at my desk and began humming as I sipped my ice cold lemonade, pulling out my lunch for today which included baked fish and vegetables. As I was pulling out the hot sauce from my bag I heard soft knocks on my office door.

I softly let out a light breath

"Come in." I said without looking up from my food.

"Good-Afternoon Mrs. Knowles.. I finished all the paperwork and organized all of your appointments." She said

"It's Jazmine right?" I asked

"Yes Ma'am" she said nervously

"Come have a seat." I said to her

She walked over to the desk with her head down and sat down in one of the office seats.

"Why're you always late coming to your job?" I asked finally putting my fork down and looking at her in her face.

"M-My boyfriend, takes my car and I never know when he's going to be back and I have to catch the bus and that comes at various times. I'm sorry. I'm just going through a rough time and I really need this job." Jazmine said with a sincere look on her face.

"I'm not going to fire you. But I think you need to make some choices. I cannot afford for my employee's to continue to be late.. Why would you want to be with someone like that? You're too beautiful.." I said

She blushed and tucked a piece of her long strand of hair behind her ear " Thank you, Ms. Knowles, I should be getting back to work" she said gathering her belongings and heading for the door.

She walked out the door and I began to eat the rest of my lunch.

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Jazmine POV-

The rest of my work day went by pretty fast. I was still on cloud nine from when Beyonce called me beautiful. I was waiting for the bus when a beautiful gold and pink Audi R8 approached me.

"Hop In"  Ms. Knowles said to me

I was hesitant at first but then I got in.

"I won't bite" she said as I put on my seat belt.

I felt my checks warm up as she chuckled

"Unless you want me to" she looked over at me 

"N-no that's okay" I chuckled nervously

"Okay well can you give me your address?" she said laughing

"55015 Hallow Ln" I said

The rest of the ride was very entertaining, from her corny jokes, or her singing to whatever is on the radio.

I didn't even realize we were at my little home until I seen the broke down car in my drive way. Automatically ashamed, I look away.

"It's okay.." i heard her say to me as she touched my arm

"Thank you for the ride Ms.Knowles, I truly appreciate it" I said getting out

"It's Beyonce!"  I heard her yell after i closed the door

She waited until I was in the house before she pulled off

"Who the hell was that" I heard Brandon ask nearly scaring me half to death

"Why?" you don't tell me who you go out with" I say making my way to the bathroom

"You fucking whoever that is?" He asked me, following me into the bathroom

"No, Brandon. Damn I'm not you!" I screamed

All I remember is hitting the ground with blood coming from my mouth as constant blows were being handed to my body.

Soon I was unconscious.

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-Y'all think Bey is feeling Jazmine or just being friendly?

-Poor Jaz..

-Brandon must've lost his mind.