'Ms. Knowles? Your therapist is ready to see you'
'Ok, thank you' I got up and walked into the room, it was like the movies you know, with the chair you lay down, someone with something to take notes... Wonder how I ended up in that. My mohter said I had been seeing her every week for the past couple of years, but of course I still don't remember.
'Hi, Bey, how are you doing?' She asked. Her name was Nancy, I guess I could call her by her first name
'Erm.. I'm fine'
'Really? First time you say that here'
'Really? Wow it sucked uh? Hey, maybe you can tell me what happened!'
'I'm sorry, I don't understand'
'Oh, yeah... I lost my memory from the past 4 years, I thought you knew'
'YOU DID??! Oh my, this changes everything, Ugh this is gonna be so interesting! So you want me to tell you what happened?'
'Yes! Between me and Jay...'
'Oh that...You know... You never really told me what happened. Sometimes you couldn't even talk about it. You were really depressed and I mean depressed as in the disease. You were my top case. We had to keep a watch on you because you had suicide thoughts'
'Oh my God, are you serious? Was it that bad?'
'Yes'
'Well, Ugh I was wishing you'd know'
'I'm sorry, but won't anyone tell you?'
'No, nobody wants to tell me, idea of my sister by the way.'
'She's just trying to protect you. You seem a lot happier now.'
'Yes, but a lot has been going on, and I just don't understand.'
'Like what?'
'Well... I just found out my father died of a heart attack. I went to the cemitery to pay him my respects but I didn't bring any flowers. Suddenly Jay coems over and he tells me that I never came and that he brings my father flowers every week. How about that?'
'He brings him flowers every week? Why?'
'I don't know... They never really liked each other...'
'Well, maybe there's something tricky, you gotta investigate more. Can't you talk to Jay?'
'Well he's avoiding me... That's another thing. he gets really awkward when he's around me. Oh, and I also found otu he fucks loads of different girls every week.'
'Well, he's a man. And you were with Rick'
'Oh yeah, and Rick... He's so gorgeous, but I love Jay. He's convinced he can make me remember so he'll take me out, i don't know to where'
'Oh, maybe that's a good idea. I heard that when people lose their memories, some smells, places, or sensations can help them remember'
'That's what he said. But I understand why he's doing this. He wants me back, it's for him, not me'
'Maybe it's for both. And think about it, he just lost his girlfriend out of nowhere'
'Yeah well...'
'Well, we're gonna work on that, ok? How are your kids?'
'They're great! I mean Matthew is a doll! Blue is a little too shy, but she dances really well.'
'Well, I'm glad you are able to spend more time with them'
'What do you mean?'
'Well, before, you used to work a lot and also spend a lot of time with Rick, none was left fro your children'
'So you're saying, I didn't give any attention to my kids?'
'Well, that's what you told me, you felt bad because you didn't go to Blue's recital... You forgot, she didn't talk to you for a week'
'Oh my God, I'm such a bad mother! I forgot about her recital? UGh this is awful'
'Yes Bey, but I believe everything happens for a reason'
'Like what?'
'You losing your memory... It gives you the chance to start over.'
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I know this was short, but it was like a bonus, I'm gonna update the next one is gonna be great!
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FanfictionBeyoncé wakes up in a hospital bed after a car accident. She finds out that she lost her memory from the last 4 years of her life. It seems like a lot has happened, but no one wants to really tell her. Her children grew up, her father is gone and he...