Chapter 20.

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Beyoncé

"Jermaine I won't repeat myself. Why is she texting you this?" I say looking at Jermaine, who had his head down. "Baby listen-" I sigh, "Really Jermaine? Again?" I close my eyes, "Bey I'm so sorry, I just can't control myself"
"Maine fuck that! How can you? we're married, and we have a child. I can't believe you Lamarr" I start crying.
Why? Seven months married and he does this to me? Why? Am I not enough?

"Beyoncé I love so much. It's not you. It's me. I'm sorry" he tries to hug me but I block him. "With my assistant? Oh my God" "Baby-" "No Jermaine, I don't want to hear it." "Yoncé, I can't help it, I don't know what to do."
I sit on the bed and wipe my tears, whilst Jermaine talks. I couldn't focus on what he's saying, I could only focus on is the fact that he betrayed.

"Jermaine I want divorce"

•••

"Who the fuck do you think I am?
You ain't married to no average bitch boy
You can watch my fat ass twist boy
As I bounce to the next dick boy"

I let the words play again while the Hennessy ran down my throat, I never felt this hurt and betrayed. He promised me he wouldn't do it again. I felt anger, hate, sadness, denial.

Why does our relationship need to be so bitter sometimes, and so sweet sometimes?
It feels like a Lemonade.

I laugh to myself, I could feel that I was already drunk. Jermaine really played me. "Fuck J. Cole" I hear Solange's voice shout as she entered the studio. "Fuck him" I laugh along. "Don't hurt yourself Jermaine..." I close my eyes.

Lemonade.

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