Her Wife And Kids

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Beyonce's P.O.V

"Don't look at me like that" I tap my fingers on my phone. Still I feel her eyes piercing through my soul.

Getting up from my seat I attempt to walk away. "Alright! Alright sorry, I just want you to talk to me. You've been keeping everything bottled up lately"

"What am I keeping from you Solange?" I narrow my eye at her.

"Everything Bey, you been acting different with everyone. Like you're short tempered and you hate talking about work, You're my sister. I want to know what's hurting you" Solange placed her hand on mine.

"Solange you're being delusional, nothing's wrong" I walk out her house not wanting to talk anymore.

"Beyonce! See you running away from your problems!" She folds her arm marching after me.

"I have work Solange. You had my heart racing thinking this shit was a real life emergency I lost my whole fucking appetite and threw away my lunch!"

I slam her door. She just wasted my time and lunch.

I can't even say I'm mad or upset, it's been a while since I felt any of those emotions.

Matter of fact it's been a while since I've felt any type of emotion. For the past few weeks it's been like this.

Numb to my emotions I pull up to my office only to drown myself in work.

"Good afternoon Principal Knowles"  Mrs. pollen the fourth grade teacher greets.

I hated seeing her in the mornings, or even seeing her PERIOD. She's always happy and way too energized for my liking. It's draining just to be near her.

Waving my hand I faintly smile at her. Right when I turn my head I spot two kids running our way probably in a race with each other.

One of which clueless to my Presence bumps right into me. He stumbles back readjusting his glasses.

"My office now!"  I say under clenched teeth. "We were headed to class Principal Knowles, I swear" The blue eyed brunette defends.

Ignoring him I walk over to my office and open the door for them. With their heads bowed they enter then take a seat.

I lock the door before speaking. "Y'all new to the school?" Both boys shake their heads no confused as to why  I asked considering I knew exactly who they were.

But maybe they don't who I am. "Principal Knowles" I smile pulling out my hand to properly introduce myself.

"W-what?" The brunette furrowed his brows presenting the same facial expression as his friend.

"Oh you're lost" I nod with a bitter chuckle. "I believe you're at Ramond Park middle school. I'm Principal Knowles and one thing y'all should know about me is that I don't give second chances" They gulp eyes widened.

"Certainly since you go here you're aware of the no running in the hallway policy and not to mention none of you have a pass nore uniform. You're both getting sent home" I pick up the school phone.

"Hmm, let's start with you Martin. Who's your gaurdian and recite the number thank you very much" Tapping my fingers on my desk I wait for him to speak.

He fidgets with his fingers. Avoiding any sort of eye contact. "Alright so Martin wants to ignore me. How about you Oliver twist. I mean I can just search it up but why not save time" I smile at the young duplicate of Oliver twist decpite his dark hair.

"M-my dad has work at this hour" And do I give a fuck?

"Let's see" I sigh opening my laptop. "There it is. 642-990-****" I type in the number. On the third ring I hear a man speak.

"Yellow?"

"Hi this is Principal Knowles from Ramond Park Middle School. I'm calling to inform to you that your son has been running around in the hall hours before class began and came to school with no uniform on. As school policy this will not be tolerated. He's being sent home early for today, come pick him up"  There's a long silence on the other end.

"Oh, wow. I'm sorry to hear that"

"Me too"

He sighs. "I'll have my wife pick him up. I'm in the middle of a meeting" I nod looking at Oliver. "That's fine" I end the call then searched for Martin's gaurdian's number.

I told his parent the exact same thing. After that they were off on their way home. And so the shit load of work began.

At 7:30 the school was practically empty. Everyone was leaving to go home. I stayed for a little longer before taking a much needed break.

Scrolling through my social media I see wayne post something on his instagram story. "Happy birthday to my lovely niece Nadine Daviannah Fenty. Uncle can't wait to spoil you. Xoxox" It read.

That's Onika's daughter. Nadine Daviannah Fenty...

I'm not in my right mind for feeling upset. Yes I FEEL upset, and I know I shouldn't but I'm truly in love with this woman. She should be having my kids.

Her last name should be Knowles. Fuck Fenty, she don't deserve her. I slam my phone faced down.

Running my hands up and down my face I stand from my chair unknowingly pacing the room. If I were to tell anyone my strong feelings towards this woman they'd judge me.

Kelly did. My own best friend. She doesn't admit it but I can see it in her eyes, everytime I talk abouy Nicki she puts on a frustrated face.

So I stopped talking about her all together. The hurt I felt when she announced her pregnancy put me in a depressive state for the longest.

With a single tear streaming down my face I unlock my office door. Before me stood the janitor. He looked petrified.

"You okay Principal Knowles" He questions with a yellow mop bucket in his hand.

"I'm fine thank you" I smile a dry stain marking my cheek.