Her heart was pounding and her palms were so sweaty. Standing outside of her childhood home made her so nervous. So hard she tried to conjure up sweet memories but it was hard to do. The house felt more like a prison than a home. She hated that she had to come back after already serving her visit.
"It's going to be okay B, we've got your back," Taraji said to her bestfriend.
"Thanks T, Let's go in y'all," Beyonce said, her southern accent becoming even stronger since being back home.
Shawn, Rosa, and Taraji all followed behind Beyonce and up to the huge house. Beyonce hit a button, where a door bell should be and then they heard a voice come through some speakers. Soon a screen appeared and they all saw themselves. Afterwards something scanned them and then the doors opened. Shawn was filthy rich and he still had never seen a house locked down like this. He had something like this for his warehouse but not him actual home. He found it a bit odd.
When they all walked in they were greeted by an older man who stood at exactly 6 feet tall with silver hair and cocoa colored skin. He had on a butlers uniform and had a trey of hors d'oeuvres in his hand.
"Hello Miss Beyonce, I haven't seen you since you in years," He said to her giving her a smile.
"Hello Vinny, I missed you!,"
"I missed you more young lady. I presume you're looking for your father,"
"Actually I am,"
"He will be down shortly, you and your friends can take a seat in the living room. I'm pretty sure you remember where that is,"
"Yes I do Vinny thanks,"
"No problem Miss Beyonce," He said with a smile.
They all walked to the living room. Vinny sat the trey down on the coffee table and walked out.
"Ew what is that stuff?" Rosa asked.
Beyonce laughed, she had grew up eating different stuff so nothing seemed very nasty or weird to her.
"It's just Artichoke dip babe, and on the other side is shrimp,"
"Can I taste?" Rosa asked.
Beyonce knew rosa would be hungry since they hadn't eaten since their flight which was at 4 in the morning.
"Sure baby,"
She helped Rosa get the stuff without making a mess. Her, T, and Shawn also ate some while waiting for Matthew.
"Are you nervous?" Shawn asked Bey.
"Yes actually. I don't know what to expect," she admitted.
A few minutes later Matthew came walking into the living room. Immediately he rushed over to his daughter and picked her up as if she were still a little girl. Beyonce was shocked at his actions but couldn't help but to smile. He finally put her down but still pulled her into a tight hug. Matthew had missed his daughter so much. He already lost Sade and Solo, then it seemed as if he had lost her too.
"Who are they?" Matthew asked Beyonce.
"Um dad this is my bestfriend Taraji, my fiance and our child,"
"You had a baby Bey?" he asked shockingly.
"No dad, she's Shawn's niece but she is basically my child, I love her that much," she said loud enough for Rosa to hear, which caused the little girl and Shawn to smile.
"Well okay, hello everyone. How long will you be staying?"
"Well we packed enough for a few days, we have reservations at a hotel," Beyonce said to him.
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Ms. Masochist
FanfictionMasochist: a person who enjoys an activity that appears to be painful or tedious. Beyonce Giselle Knowles is a Psychiatrist whose life had finally calmed down when Shawn Carter came waltzing into her life. He was a storm, ready to uproot her and cha...