May 4, 1975. A single mother by the name of Beyonce Knowles has a son named Tyrone. For the pass 6 years, Miss Knowles has been by herself since she left her husband. Shawn Carter. He was abusive towards her. Once it was the day after Christmas, she...
Spring just hit. Still cold. Yet not as cold as the lonely man that sung the blues and drunk his brown liquor in his once upon a time happy home.
Shawn played the blues through his house. As he laid on his bed, wifeless and sonless, he cried. He moped ever since he heard that Beyoncé left, with his own son. Even said he wasn't his child.
During the day Shawn was happy, going to work and smiling. During the night he came in sighing. Praying and wishing his wife would appear.
Sadly, she never came up. Shawn had to depend on his mom to either cook or go over to a restaurant and eat.
Even went to bars to drink. Liquor stores to get his liquor. Strip clubs to help with his 'pleasures' and sometimes go see prostitutes.
Not only does it seem like he has himself together, he also seems miserable in a way.
"Why did you leave me Bey?" He looked over at their wedding picture." Why?" He asked again, then threw it." Why? Damnit, why Bey, why?!" He yelled, falling to his knees.
The question repeated in his head. His head throbbed in pain as he thought of his darling wife and his young son.
"Beyoncé I'm sorry, Tyrone I'm sorry, I just want you home, I miss you I love you please."
Shawn fell asleep at the thought, laying there on the floor, with a broken picture. Broken glass. And...a broken heart.
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March 23, 1969 New Orleans, Louisiana 11:57 am
"Wait Ms.Knowles!" A man yelled.
"Kiss my ass!" Beyoncé yelled back, everyone turned to look at her walk.
Beyoncé walked out of another disappointment. She has been looking for a job, a week after she left from New York. Just frustrating. Every business she went to, or work place, they either wanted to sleep with her, or looked at her chest the whole time.
Yes she was attractive but she also knew she had brains. She may not be able to catch a cold sometimes but she was never been dumb enough to not know when a man is asking for something she didn't want to offer.
By this time she hit a diner she's been going to eat at. Bayou's Tale. Beyoncé love the food there, maybe just the pie.
Beyoncé walked through the door, saying hello to the people that were in there, as she does always. She sat at the counter, rubbing through her hair.
"Hi Ms.Knowles how are you?" A young man, Chance, greeted.
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