2 weeks later13 weeks pregnant. (2 almost 3 months)
(Okay so about the Solange thing so I totally forgot about it. So we're gonna say she is meeting with Beyoncé today)Beyoncé
"Baby?" I woke up to Kelly not next to me which was very odd. And I didn't hear anyone in the bathroom either.
I got out of bed and went downstairs. "Kelly?" I called out.
"I'm in the baby's room" I heard coming from upstairs. I followed the sound of her voice and went in a room I honestly always thought it was a closet.
There were boxes everywhere and there was Kelly in the middle of all of it.
"What Are you Doing?"
"Cleaning out this room and we're making it the baby's room"
"We have lots of time before the baby gets here why do it now?" I asked rubbing my eyes.
"It's called planning in advance" She stated. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"I'm gonna be in my second trimester starting next week and I want this all cleared out before I get so fat that I can't pick anything up"
"But you shouldn't be worried about this stuff let me do it" I say " That's what a doula does Kelly"
"I know but I—"
"How About This" I cut her off politely."I'll put all the boxes in attic and you can help by making me some coffee"
"Okay fine but promise me you'll be careful" she says. She sounds like a mom already.
"I promise" I put my right hand up.
" I'll be downstairs if you need me" she says making her way to the door. "Oh and I forgot to tell you, your sister is stopping by to talk to you later on"
"She is? Today?" I asked
"Yeah" Kelly nodded before turning and going down the hall.
I wonder what's up. With it being Solange it honestly can be anything. Solange was the only person that I kept in touch with when I left Texas. She's my baby sister. I remember getting off the plane when it stopped in Atlanta. She gave me a call, she was crying and hurt that I just bounced like that. I told her that someday she'll understand and I let her know that no matter what was going on in my life she could always call me.
And that's how it went. Ever since I started working for Kelly. I haven't thought about anyone else really. Kelly's been through a lot this last couple weeks. Between that and Shawn showing up at my door. I haven't had the time to have a phone conversation with her.
"Ahhh!!" I heard Kelly scream and I heard a crash. I instantly dropped the box I was holding and ran down the steps. And into the kitchen.
"What happened? Are you okay?" I ask panicking. Kelly popped up on the other side of the island. With tears steaming down her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" I made my way over to her. But there was coffee everywhere and the mug was shattered.
"I dropped it!" She cried into her hands. " I went to go bring it to you but it slipped right out of my hands, I broke it! I'm sorry!!"
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The MidWife (Completed)
FanfictionBeyoncé works as a personal doula for women. Coincidentally Kelly is in need of some extra help when she finds out she's pregnant and she feels totally alone. Can Beyoncé be just the person she's looking for. Maybe.