Chapter 28~

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He shook his head and just stared at me.

"You know what?" He started.

"Hm?"

"Maybe we aren't so good for eachother after all."

"Maybe we aren't."

He stared at me for a second then he rubbed his face.

"I told your mom because she asked me where you were and what you were doing. She is your mother. She deserved to know. I know that hurt you but I am not sorry. You left us, all of us. Without any explanation, you up and left. Don't give me the "You were with Halie" bullshit because we both know I'd leave any girl no matter who it is, for you."

"You hurt me." I said as tears filled my eyes.

"And that's why we aren't good for each other."

"So what does this mean?"

"I'm going to get my own room."

"Then what?"

"Then we'll go from there."

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(Beyonce's P.O.V)

*TWO DAYS LATER* 

"Beyonce."

I ignored his voice and pretended to be asleep. 

"Get up, come on Bey." He said. 

I could here his footsteps which meant he was walking closer to the bed. 

I've laid here for the past two days, the same exact spot. My mind keeps replaying everything that I've fucked up. Our relationship, Kelly getting shot, everything. I feel like my heart is breaking. Like someone is literally ripping it apart. 

"Beyonce Giselle Knowels, I know you're awake." 

I sighed and lifted my head. 

"What?" I asked dryly. 

"What's going on?" 

"Nothing, clearly." 

He chuckled and nodded his head. 

"Why have you been laying here for the past two days? You haven't ate, showered, you haven't even moved. Clearly something is going on." 

"You wouldn't understand so it doesn't matter." 

He scrunched up his eyebrows, "I don't understand because I don't know." 

"Exactly. You don't know." 

He stayed quiet for awhile and just stared at me. 

"Is it because of our little argument the other night?" 

"It's that, you getting your own room, distancing "us." Everything with Kelly, coming back to Houston, finding out my mom has another family. Everything. It's everything." 

"What was wrong with me getting my own room? I thought it was a mutual decision." 

"No Shawn. You leaving me was not a mutual decision." 

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