Back at One ✔️

Chapter 1

Beyonce

Just when I thought Shawn and I had everything worked out and we were on the same page, he goes and does the unthinkable. He actually went to my parents and told them to ask me out on his behalf. What kind of a man does that? I'm dead serious too; he actually went to their house and talked to them, without anyone knowing! Well, I think my girls knew, but whatever. I'm not gonna kill them over that, I can do it over something bigger. Back to the story though, apparently he won my parents over with ease kuz I got a call the next morning from my father telling me I had to go to a 'business meeting' and told me this was a chance of a lifetime. I had no idea what he meant, but I went anyways. I arrived at the café and sure enough, Shawn was sitting there looking stupid. I decided to just have lunch with him and that's when he told me everything he did. I should have never stayed; it would have been better not knowing his true feelings. We were so confused the whole time we stayed there, so I took it upon myself to leave first.

That night, I had another dream. This one was different though, it's not what happened in the dream, it's that I woke up screaming. I have never done that before, but this one seemed too real I guess. I never got that much into them to actually scream. I didn't know what to do kuz Kelly was gone and I was home alone, so I had to call Shawn. He was already awake; I guess the same thing happened to him. We decided to meet up again, and that's where I find myself right now. I'm sitting in the same café from yesterday, this time I'm waiting on him.

"Hello again Mr. Carter." I turned my head towards the entrance and saw him walking in.

"Hey Mr. Lee." He came over to my table and sat across from me.

"Took you long enough." I said looking at my watch. I looked back up at him and he rolled his eyes.

"I'm here now though, so it doesn't matter." He seemed to have some kind of attitude all the sudden. Damn, I was only kidding.

"Right, so what do we do now? I mean, this is all too much for me. I can't even control them anymore." I said worried. I was hoping we could somehow figure out a way to get rid of them, together.

"Shit. I don't know. Try not sleeping for the rest of your life." He played around with the napkin that was next to him.

"What's wrong with you? I didn't even say anything and you're mad already."

He looked at me and shook his head. "My bad, I'm going through some shit today, and no I don't want to talk about it." I laughed, he knew me too well. I wanted to know what was happening, but he said he didn't want to talk about it, so I gotta respect that. "Alright, so are you back to focusing on us now?"

He smiled and looked at me.

"What?" I said.

"You said us; I like the sound of that. Us, Shawn and Beyonce, it has a nice ring to it." He laughed and I shook my head. Here we go again.

"I thought we finished with this." I said.

"Alright, my bad. About the dreams though, you wanna try counseling, we can do it together, maybe that will work better than going in separately."

I shook my head, I've been to counseling before for this dream problem, it's not gonna work. "No, we need to solve this on our own. Tell me, when you woke up, what made you scream?" I asked.

He looked at me and then took my left hand. "This. You took of your wedding ring and threw it at me, and it ended up hitting me in the eye." I looked down at our hands touching and shook my head. That can't be good. "What about you, when did you wake up screaming?" He asked.

"It was night time, you had just walked out that day after our huge fight and after I threw the ring at you." It all made sense now, where his dream stopped, mine started.