Really?!

Chapter 3

Chanel's POV

Well that didn't go like I thought. My aunt was causing all this damn drama and I thought my mom didn't give a damn about me. I mean, yeah it's still her fault that she was young, dumb, and scared of what people would have thought, but I guess that crap is in the past. Sort of.

I read the letters she sent me and this women does care about me and loves me she just got a funny ass way to show it. I am glad to know that though, I also got to see my little sister Blue. She was so pretty she looked just like mom. I don't look much like her so I must look like my dad.

When I asked about my dad she said she would tell me later. I guess there was a story with that too and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it.

We walked back out into the living room and it looked like Damien made himself at home. He was eating, talking, and making people laugh. That's why I love him, never an odd moment with him. We walked over to them and I sat down beside him. He looked over at me to make sure I was okay. I nodded my head in approval.

"So how did you and Damien meet?" My mom asked.

"Some boy pushed her off the swings and I punched him." Damien said proudly.

"I believe she asked me." I said.

"Okay then." he said.

She looked at me.

"What he said." I said laughing. "And he's been my brother ever since."

"So y'all that close?" she asked.

"Yep, I know everything about her and she knows everything about me." he said.

My mom just nodded her head.

"So what's the deal with y'all?" he asked in front of everyone. Sometimes I don't think her cares about what comes out of his mouth.

I just shook my head.

"I'll tell you eventually." I said. "So I see you all comfy."

"Yeah, they made me feel right at home." he said and everyone laughed.

It was starting to get awkward and I guess my mother sensed it so she started to talk.

"Okay, well let me re-introduce everyone." she said. "This is my mother, which would be your grandmother. Solange, my sister, which would be your aunt and this, is Kelly, your godmother, and Michelle, who is also your aunt."

"Nice to meet y'all, again." I said laughing, "I'm pretty sure y'all already know Damien."

"Yeah, we've met." Kelly said. "But how have you been?"

"Well under the circumstances I've been good." I said. "Me and my mom just had some air that needed to be clear."

"I hope you can forgive us for what we did." my grandmother said.

"Like I told my mom it's gonna be heard but I'll try." I said

"That's all we can ask." she said with a smile and I smiled back.

They began to ask me questions about my life and some Damien answered before I could. We were laughing and having a good time when we heard someone walk in.

"Hey everybody." the voice said.

We all turned around and it saw Shawn Carter standing there. Oh great, I'm starting to feel awkward again. Somebody needs to say something.

Beyoncé's POV

When we turned around Shawn was right there.

"Hey babe." I said.

"Hey" he said as he got closer. "Who are they?"

"That's Chanel and Damien." I said.

"Nice to meet y'all." he said to them.

As it was getting quiet Kelly decided she was hungry. Thank God cause it was getting pretty awkward.

"Hey anybody want pink berry?" She asked.

Everyone said yes except for Chanel and Damien.

"Actually I want Chanel to stay but Damien can go." I said and Kelly nodded.

"Hold on! What's purple berry?" he asked.

"Boy! Its pink berry just come on." Kelly said as they left. Before they left my mom gave me a reassuring look letting me know it would be ok. I wasn't quit sure about that though.

"Hey Shawn, can I talk to you for a sec." I said.

"You wanna talk in private?" he asked.

"No, it kind of has to do with Chanel." I said as he sat on the couch.

"Okay, shoot." he said.

"Now what I'm about to tell you I hope you don't get upset but just let me finish everything before y'all speak okay." I said.

He nodded and I looked at Chanel.

"What?" she asked.

"I'm talking to you too." I said.

"I thought-"

"Yeah, I know but there's more." I said and she just nodded her head.

I took a deep breath and began to speak.

"Okay, Shawn. Chanel is my daughter and she is fourteen years old. I hid her from the world when she was younger and I did plan to get her back but my aunt threatened me every time I tried to get her back so I thought I would wait until she was older but she showed up today and I'm so glad and thankful for that.
Also remember when we met when we were teenagers and well few months later Chanel was born." I said. "I am so sorry to the both of you that I never said anything and I'm sorry to just drop all this on you but I had to tell you."

They just looked at me blank expressions. Are they in shook? Mentally planning my death? I need someone to say something. Chanel looked more upset than Shawn.

"So you been knowing my dad since the beginning and you never told him anything and you're married to him." she said and she started laughing. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me."

"Chanel-"

"Fuck that! I let you get away with keeping me hiding. I let that slide but this shit, you gotta be fucking kidding me!" Chanel yelled.

She got up and left out of the apartment and Shawn was still sitting there.

"Would you have told me if she didn't show up?" he asked moments later.

He looked deep into my eyes. I saw his hurt and it killed me. I just wanted to die right there.

"Yes." I said as I started to cry.

"No, you don't get to cry. You caused this." He said which really made me feel bad.

"Shawn-"

He raised his hand for me to stop talking. He didn't say anything he just walked back to the room and closed the door. What did I just do?