Part Two

16

🐝Beyoncé's Point of View 

Jay and I walked into the high school and went straight to the headteacher's office.

"Hi, we're here for our daughters Gloria and Mirabelle Carter,"Jay spoke to the receptionist as I tapped my red acrylics on the surface. Scanning the reception I found my daughters sitting on a row of chairs alongside two other girls.

"What happened?"I left Jay and marched to my daughters. Once I got a better look I realised it was Chanel and someone else who looked a little like her and her mom.

"Some people don't know how to keep their mouths and legs closed,"Bella tilted her head at Chanel.

"And I oop-"B.B. smirked.

"Watch your mouth Bella, you're in enough trouble as it is,"Jay warned her. "Are you okay Chanel?"Jay knelt down and checked her face. She was cleaned up but she had cuts and bruises all over her. She nodded looking away and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm here for my daughter Chanel and my niece Dior,"we turned around and saw Jay's fake wife come in looking frantic as ever.

"'Dior'?"I frowned. "What's the next one? Gucci? Mac?"I put my hand on my hip and the fake wife marched over to us while B.B. and Bella laughed their heads off.

"Beyoncé,"Jay hissed standing up. "Hey Sephora, how are you?"Jay hugged her as she stared at me with tears in her eyes. I wasn't bothered because I had sex with him last night and this morning. I meant it when I said I was taking everything back, I just didn't know it'd include Jay too.

"What happened Chanel? Dior?"she checked their faces. "What did you do?!"she yelled facing Bella.

"Listen up bitch, you don't address my children unless necessary. If your daughter got all that mouth then she better be able to back it up,"I defended my daughters.

"Mr and Mrs Carter and Miss Cartwright?"the principal opened his door and we piled in. Jay and I took a seat next to each other while the fake wife sat in another seat. "As you know, there has been an incident of fighting here. From what I gathered, Miss Carter-"

"Which one?"I interrupted.

"Miss Mirabelle Carter and Miss Cartwright had a verbal argument in class where Miss Cartwright was heard saying 'There's a reason why your dad didn't want to read the letter again and that's because he wanted your mom dead',"I raised my eyebrows as Mr Oakley read what was on the statement form.

"She deserved it. J'espère que tu la batte bien, Mirabelle Amora,"I spoke in French and Bella smirked immediately knowing what I said.

(S/N: translation basically means 'I hope you beat her ass good)

"Oui maman,"she grinned and Jay looked at me because he was the only person apart from B.B. and Bella who understood what I said.

"Chanel, why would you say that?"Jay looked behind him at the demon who was sitting seats away from my girls.

"Anger,"she shrugged as a tear fell.

"I'm not surprised. This is what happens when you bring your ex wife back into the home,"her demon mother folded her arms.

"I'm his current wife but he brought me into more than just the home baby girl,"I winked at her.

"B.B. I told you! Girl I should've bet on it,"Bella clapped her hands.

"Ladies, can we all please calm down?"Mr Oakley tried to stop it.

"What happened after, Mr Oakley?"Jay continued pissed at us. I was enjoying this; my girls were in trouble but at the end of the day, they were defending me, their mother.

"Miss Carter chased Miss Cartwright out of the class and proceeded to fight her to the ground. Miss Gloria Carter and Miss Cobra split them up but when Miss Carter learned what Miss Cartwright had said, she physically assaulted Miss Cartwright with a slap and fought Miss Cobra,"damn, these were my girls alright. Jay and I had always taught them to defend family and that's what they did. They could've waited after school but in my eyes, the other two deserved every ass whooping they got. My girls were the real Thelma and Louise—obviously without the bad parts.

"What have I told you about fighting?"Jay looked at them.

"Pulling hair is for the weak,"Bella innocently answered. "Wait, that was Ma. My bad,"she smiled and I giggled.

"What are the repercussions? I mean, they obviously hurt my daughter and niece and I don't want this happening again,"Sephora sat up.

"Teach her how to close her mouth when it comes to Carters and there'll be no problems,"I rolled my eyes.

"Both of you stop!"Jay grumbled. "We're here for the girls,"he sighed.

"I am putting both Miss Carters in isolation and exclusion for three days, solely because of what Miss Wright said to Miss Carter that provoked her. I really recommend therapy and counselling for the two because I know it has been a hard time for your family,"Mr Oakley sympathised.

"It's just so hard for us,"we all turned to B.B. and I knew her ass was faking it.  Of course it was a difficult point in our lives but I carried her for nine months, birthed her and raised her for 8 years so I knew when she was pretending. "We were so young when all this started and it hasn't been hard taking in Sephora and Chanel because it feels as if they're trying to take my mom's place all the time. I have tried to be a big sister to Chanel but she continues to go ahead and bad mouth my mom, have sex with boys in the bathroom and drink in the bathroom too. This was the breaking point for me,"she wiped a tear and I smirked because she was on the way to becoming an actress. My baby could be the next Taraji P. Henson or Halle Berry.

"Drink? Have sex?"Sephora faced Chanel. Bella rubbed B.B.'s back looking at Mr Oakley.

"Surely you can see how this has affected my girls. What...Chanel said is basically mocking the trauma we have been living for ten years. She has always had her parents in her life but my daughters were robbed of their mother and at such young ages too,"I sniffed getting tissue out from my bag and wiping under my eyes.

"All I want is for us to be back as a happy family. When my mom and dad walked in together it made me feel hopeful for the future. When I was told that my mom died it crushed me because I was only 5 going on 6. I saw how my dad struggled raising three girls on his own and then Chanel decided to make a statement that my dad wanted her dead. I heard him cry every night in his room but when I would start crying he'd come out and wipe my tears for me and he'd do the same for my sisters. Chanel doesn't understand how hard this is because she's been comfortable all her life,"Bella added pretending to cry. Jay looked at us all as if we were crazy.

"Come here girls. It's okay,"I sniffed stretching my arms out for my girls to come to me and I could hug them. Jay frowned at us all confused as to why we were all crying.

"Y'all calm down,"he whispered.

"Shut up Shawn,"I mumbled before going back to crying.

"I can't believe this. They're faking it!"Sephora screamed.

"Miss Cartwright,"Mr Oakley shook his head at her. "This is a hurting family here. For you to say they are 'faking it' when you claim to have been there for them is really inconsiderate. Miss Cartwright, have you been having sex and drinking in the bathrooms?"we all looked up and looked at Chanel. It took her a while to answer as she looked at her mom for assurance.

"Chanel? Have you?"

"It was only a couple times,"she confessed.

"Nasty,"I scrunched my face up. "All those STIs running up and down the place I think y'all need to get away for a few."

"Mr and Mrs Carter, I will still continue with the punishment of isolation and exclusion for a period of three days because this school does not condone violence. Miss Cartwright, I will be putting Miss Cobra in isolation and exclusion for the same amount of days. Please leave as I speak to Miss Cartwright and her daughter,"we stood up and turned our backs to Mr Oakley smirking at them. I walked to Sephora and bent down to her ear.

"Remember I won Drama Queen in school? Watch yourself bitch. I got you on lockdown,"I whispered before leaving with my family.