Upstate New York, Memories II
Kelly was not next to her when Beyoncé woke up. For a second, she feared that last night had been just a dream. She sat up, clutching the covers to her bare body and looked around. Unease made her chest tighten and she looked around.
"Kels?" She yelled. She heard some scuffling and the top of Kelly's head poked through the hole in the floor where the stairs were.
"Morning!" Kelly skipped over to the bedside and kissed Beyoncé on the lips. She let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank god." Beyoncé whispered. Kelly cocked her head to the side. "I thought last night had taken place inside my head." Kelly shook her heard furiously.
"No way!" She said. Beyoncé wrapped her arms around Kelly's neck.
"I love you." She said. "Just in case it was in my head." The effect it had on Kelly made Beyoncé wonder if it was possible to die from cute overload. Kelly blushed and broke into a big smile. She tucked her hair behind her ears and looked bashfully at the ground. Why Beyoncé hadn't said it earlier, she would never understand.
"I love you." She repeated. She felt like she wanted to make up for all the lost time and all the times she wanted to say those words but never had the guts to. This time, Kelly squealed with joy and hugged her, covering her with kisses. Beyoncé pulled her in close, letting the sheet drop to her hips. Just as she was about to wrestle Kelly to the bed and have a little repeat session of the previous night, the older girl broke free of her grasp.
"BB guess what?" Kelly asked.
"What?" Beyoncé replied, a little upset and a little too turned on to care much about anything else.
"DeScala had puppies!" Kelly exclaimed. Beyoncé's eyes went wide and she grinned.
"Really?" Kelly nodded.
"They look like rats though. Do you think DeScala cheated on Mounty?" Beyoncé laughed, thinking about the logistics of that relationship.
"They grow bigger." She reassured.
"Do you wanna see them?" Kelly suggested. Beyoncé got out of bed and started gathering her clothes to put on. Kelly seized her shirt and helped her slip it over her head while Beyoncé tugged on her shorts. After she got dressed, the two went downstairs, carefully tiptoeing to avoid waking anyone else up. It was later in the morning so Beyoncé assumed that everyone was tired out from last night's events. Thomas had woken up sometime in the middle of the night and had stayed up watching his new little sister go back to sleep. Kelly beckoned her to the basement and the instant Beyoncé set foot on the ground, she heard small cries coming from the corner. She let her eyes adjust to the darkness and a pair of bright eyes looked at her. DeScala lay in the corner with three little puppies sprawled out near her stomach. Beyoncé broke into an awed grin and she looked at Kelly who shared the same expression.
"They're adorable, Kels." Beyoncé whispered. Kelly slipped her hand into Beyoncé's and squeezed it in response. They watched the puppies squirm and wriggle in the basket while DeScala cleaned them individually.
"Let's leave them alone." Beyoncé suggested. The two went back upstairs. At this point, Tom was up and attempting to make breakfast. Judging by the smoke and the sad black stack of panxakes, he was failing.
"Do you need help?" Kelly asked. Tom looked at her helplessly. It was clear that Sarah did most of the cooking around the house. Kelly reached for the spatula in his hands and he gladly gave it to her. He nodded his thanks and rushed upstairs to rejoin his wife and daughter. Kelly turned towards the pan for a second before Beyoncé snatched the spatula from her hands.
