Beyonce's mouth was already watering as she walked in to her mother's house. She knew her Mama had to be cooking something. It was Sunday so that meant it was Sunday Family Dinner. It looked like Beyonce was the first child here, her brother and sister should be there soon."Mama!"
"Stop yelling when you walk into my house!"
"You're yelling too!"
"Because it's MY house!"
Beyonce laughed as she turned the corner into the kitchen and saw her heart outside of her chest standing at the stove. Mama, or Mama Tina, as all Beyonce's friends called her.
"You are my craziest child," said Mama Tina.
"You've said this before," Beyonce said as she leaned in to kiss her mother's cheek.
She went to open the pot that had steam coming out of it before her mom slapped her hand.
"Ow!"
"You know better," she said, "Since you're the first one here, how about you set the table?"
"Ahhhh, I was waiting for you to ask me that," she said in a sarcastic tone, "I'll set it."
"Make sure you set it for six baby."
"For six? Who else is coming?"
"Shawn is," said Mama Tina.
"Jay is in town?"
"Your brother said he moved back, he didn't tell you?"
"Nope," she mumbled as she began to gather all of the silverware to place on the table.
"I want you to be nice," Ms. Tina said while giving Beyoncé a stern face.
"Mama, it's never me who's not nice. It's him!"
"I don't care who it is, y'all are in my house and y'all are not kids anymore, I don't wanna hear no arguing, nothing," said Ms. Tina.
"Whatever," she said under her breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing mama," said Beyoncé.
"That's what I thought."
Beyoncé continued to set the table while her mind wandered off. She hasn't seen Jay in a couple years... that was her brother's best friend, so they practically grew up together, but she will never forget the way he treated her when she - she shook the thought away. After that, she never went out of her way to be cordial with him. It was fuck him, as far as she was concerned. Just as she was finishing up, the front door opened and foot steps could be heard.
She sighed and took a deep breathe before going to see who arrived. She first made eye contact with her little sister, Solange.
"Hey bad bitch," said Solange.
Beyoncé chuckled.
"Language!"
They both chuckled at their Mama's comment and embraced in a tight hug.
"I'm serious, why does your ass get fatter every time I see you?"
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My Rib
FanfictionBeyoncé and Jay have known each other their whole lives- with Jay being best friends with Beyoncé's older brother, they know each other pretty well. They had always had an interesting relationship and as life brings them into a new phase, they may...