Bey POV
"Bey, honey, you have got to stop crying or your going to upset the baby" my mom tells me as she holds me.
Michaela called her after I wouldn't calm down when Shawn left. She wasted no time getting over here once she heard what happened. I filled her in on the whole story, and the actual truth.
"I can't, I've been calling him and he won't answer his phone or any of my texts, who knows what he is doing. He's going to leave me. This is all my fault" I continue cry.
"No he is not baby. He is just upset right now, give him some time to calm down so you both can sit down and talk." My mom says while comfortingly rubbing my back.
I began to calm down because my stomach starts to cramp up. "Okay"
"Now lay down and try to get some rest, I'm going to be downstairs if you need me okay"
I nod my head at her and then lay down in bed. Tears fill my eyes once I realize the situation I'm in. I can't believe Austin lied like that but at the same time I can. I should have listened to everybody and told Shawn beforehand. My thoughts are interrupted by the door opening.
"Mommy?" Nahla calls out while walking to my bed.
I wipe my tears not wanting her to see me upset. "Yes baby?"
"Can I sleep with you?"
"Yeah, come on" I pull the covers back and she hops in the bed. "Why do you want to sleep in here?" I ask
"Because you were crying, which means your sad and I don't like you being sad. So I blessed you with my presence to make you happy"
I laugh at her, this child is too much . "I love you baby"
"I love you too"
Cuddling up to me Nahla begins to rub my belly. For some reason this helps her sleep sometimes, and right now it's putting me to sleep as well.
Hopefully when I wake up Shawn will be back so we can talk.
Shawn POV
I'm currently at the bar just thinking about the bullshit that happened. My phone has been blowing up all night with calls from Bey, my mom, her mom, my sister, and Ty. I just can't believe Bey would betray me like that. While I was laying in bed fighting for my life, she was sucking another niggas face. I don't know if I believe them sleeping together, but just the thought of that nigga getting so close to her makes me want to kill him.
"Funny seeing you here" I hear, I turn to see Dr. Brown sitting beside me.
"Hey Dr. Brown" I somberly say, not really in the mood for enthusiastic greetings.
"Just call me Logan remember?" she asks and I just nod my head. "So why are you over here looking so sad?" she questions.
"Relationship problems"
"Want to talk about it?"
"Not really" I say as I drown my third shot down.
"Well then we won't" she turns to the bartender. "Can I get another round of shots?" she asks.
"So Shawn tell me about yourself"
For the next hour we just sit there and talk about anything, Logan is cool people. After a couple of drinks I'm obviously tipsy and I know I should head home.
"This was fun Shawn, your good company" Logan says as we are walking out the bar.
"Thanks, you as well, I'll see you Wednesday" I tell Logan as I prepare to leave.
"Wednesday?"
I chuckle. "Our therapy session"
"Oh yeah, one too many drinks" she laughs. "Wait are you about to drive home?"
"Yeah I'm not drunk just tipsy"
"Are you sure Shawn? I have no problem dropping you off"
"I'm good, thanks though"
She sighs. "Could you at least text me when you make it home?"
"I don't have your number"
She reaches in my jacket and grabs my phone. She programs her number in it and vice versa.
"Now you do. Please be careful"
"I will, have a nice night Logan"
"You too" she says walking away. I watch her walk away for a little bit. Nice ass.
Sighing I get into my car not really wanting to go home and deal with Bey, but I don't want my daughter looking for me in the morning, so I head on home carefully.
Once home I see Bey's moms car in the driveway meaning that she is here. I get out of the car and head inside the house. Walking past the living room I see Miss Phylicia lying on the couch, so I head to the guest room. Before going to sleep I make sure I take some Advil so my headache won't be that bad in the morning. Finally situated, I think about all of today's events. What a fucking day.
Bey POV
I wake up to noise in the kitchen, my mom is probably cooking. I get out of the bed and head to the restroom to pee. While sitting on the toilet I think about everything that happened last night and start tearing up again. I have nobody to blame but myself to be honest.
After washing up I wobble downstairs to see what my mom is cooking. Upon entering the kitchen I see Shawn at the stove. I can't lie and say I wasn't excited to see him. Not knowing if he was still mad or not I approached him with caution.
"Good morning" I say while taking a seat at the island.
"Hey" he dryly responds. I sigh while rubbing my belly.
"Shawn I'm really sorr-" I'm interrupted by Shawn holding his hand up.
"Was it true?" He asks finally looking at me.
"We kissed and that's it I swear. He was lying about sleeping with me"
"Is that supposed to make me feel better? You were still swapping spit with another nigga in my house."
I hold my head down. "I know and I'm truly sorry from the bottom of my heart. I wanted to tell you I swear, but every time I tried something would interrupt us. I just hope you can forgive me"
I hear him sigh. "That's a bullshit ass excuse and you know it Bey. You need to fire that nigga immediately, like you should have already did. And I don't know you really hurt me. Even though y'all didn't sleep together the fact that you kissed the nigga pisses me off. Then the fact that you lied about the situation more than once doesn't help at all. So I really can't see myself forgiving you right now but give it some time."
I feel the tears well up in my eyes and I wanted to break down and cry but I hold it together.
"I understand" I tell him, he nods his head.
Shawn finishes cooking while we sit in an awkward silence. I hate this.
"You can go ahead and fix your plate, I'm going to go wake Nahla up" he says once the food was done.
"Okay, she's sleeping in our room" I inform him.
As I get up from the island I hear Shawn's phone go off. I look at it to see a text from Dr. Brown.
Dr. Brown 👩🏾⚕️💋: I'm pretty sure I told you to text me when you got home 🤔😂 anyways last night was fun and I hope you made it home safe
I frown at the message. What was he doing with her last night? What the hell were they doing that was so "fun"? And why the fuck is this damn kissing emoji by her name?
I feel myself getting angry but at the same time I'm really not in any position to be questioning him. I put down Shawn's phone deciding not to say anything now, but I definitely will later.
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