Fate saved us

Chapter 7

1 year later:
So, a lot has happened in the past year. I never toured with the Jacksons, and I haven't spoken to Michael for a full year. Not really sure why, I said I didn't wanna go on your because I was writing my second album too so I could set out on my first headline tour with two albums under my arms.

"Just do it!" My manager frowns
"I aren't faking a marriage with no one" I frown back shaking my head
"You're so goddamn stubborn" he shakes his head
"Charles, look, I don't wanna be married at my age" I shrug
"It's fake dumb ass, you're gonna fame a marriage with Jay-Z, the rap god, you say you've been married for a few months..release your album, it'll do even better because you're 'married' and everyone with think it's amazing that you have a song on their with your husband, as well as other amazing artists!" Charles exclaims
"What do I get out of this?" I sigh, am I SERIOUSLY debating on whether to fake a marriage with some rapper.
"A ton of money" Charles smirks
"Money doesn't bother me" I shrug "so, I'll asks again..." I begin "What do I get out of this?" I repeat
"Number one album. And recognition from all over the world, asked to do anything and everything making you more famous. There's no stopping you. You will only rise" Charles points at me
"Think about it though, seriously. This could be great for your career because jay-Z is hugeeee!" Janet exclaims
Did I forget to mention Janet was here pestering me??
"Janet..." I sigh
"Please" she pouts
"Fine I'll fucking do it!" I sigh with a chuckle
"Here" Charles hands me a box, I open it and it's a wedding ring.
"Pop this on" He smiles
Oh gosh.
"We've sent off the rap to Jay-Z he'll be in touch" Charles walks out
"I hate him" I snap my eyes at Janet messing around with some of my songs.
"Mike won't be happy" Janet ignored my statement looking me dead in the eye. My response, a shrug "he hasn't talked to me in a year because he's been petty about me not touring with him and your brothers" I frown
"He loves you" Janet frowns back
"So he goes in a mood with me for w full year?" I look down at my ring

'Cause when we walk up in the club
I need them sirens goin' off
Then we can look up in the sky
The tears we cry let us know that we alive, yeah, yeah
It give me goosebumps every time
I threw up my diamond
Together we're big timin'
Don't make me have to remind ya

My song plays through the studio speakers
"B, you know he loves you!" Janet scolds me making me forcefully roll my eyes.
"Are you gonna tell him this is fake?" She asks me moving the auto tune button down on my song
"No, we're not talking. What do you want me to do? Ring him up and just drop on him that I'm fake married to some rapper to further improve my career? Hell no!" I shake my head standing from my chair switching the song to 'Spirit'
"He's gonna think you don't want him" Janet sighs
"You're telling me after all these years he thought I still wanted him?!" I snap
"He's always thought you two could make amends" she looks at me and shrugs
"He's full of surprises isn't he" I laugh sarcastically

Charles walks in and slaps a pile of news articles on the table in front of me then walks out again, without talking to me or Janet.
I frown picking up the first article on top of the pile, they must be newly printed.. because it's photos of me and Janet walking into the studio together this morning.
As I read through it, it mentions stuff like;

"Beyoncé still bestfriends with Janet Jackson after mysteriously falling out with her brothers before heading off on tour with them"

"Beyoncé still has beef with the Jacksons"

"Seems like Michael and Beyoncé still aren't getting along, but Janet was Beyoncé are still best friends"

"Beyoncé doesn't care for the Jacksons and is using them for extra fame"

"Fans suspect a rivalry between the Jacksons and Beyoncé Knowles"

"Michael and Beyoncé was once lovers- they meet again years later and remain on a rocky road, fans suspect!"

"Fuck me, there's bigger problems in the world, like-like..world hunger. And they're creating stupid tabloids about the possibly 'rivalry' between me and your brothers" I roll my eyes
"Ignore them, that's what we do" she shrugs picking them up and throwing them in the bin.

I look over a few lyrics to the song I'm supposed to be getting Jay-Z on,
"Hey, Jan?" I scribble some stuff down
"Yes boo?" She replies
I look up and smirk "What bloodline do you inherit?"
"Well we have family from Nigeria and Rwanda" She furrows her eyebrows "why?"
"I'm thinking of putting it In my song" i shrug scribbling down 'Nigeria' and 'rwanda'
"But wouldn't you put your heritages and bloodlines down??" She asks confused
"No" I chuckle
She frowns "why not" she gets up and walks over to me, stalking my lyrics over my shoulder
"My baby-" she begins to read out my lyrics but there's a knock at the door preventing her to finish her sentence.
"Come in!" I yell, politely.
"Hey Beyoncé..I'm jay-z nice to meet you" he holds his hands out walking over to me
"Nice to meet you too!" I smile happily, first time meeting my fake husband
He looks at my hand and smirks "I see you have the ring on"
"I do, it's very pretty husband" I wink playfully, making him blush.
I look at Janet and she's frowning, I roll my eyes at her gesture. She has never been able to handle me around other males except Michael. It's like she ONLY wants me to be with HIM and NO one else!

"Nice to meet you Janet" Jay beams holding out his hand
"You too Jay-Z" she shakes his hand firmly with a friendly smile
"Please, just call me Jay" he smiles at her making her awkwardly smile back and nod.
"So, this song" he claps his hands together "I recorded my rap, so I thought I'd pop down with it and let you listen. Charles also said you wanted to do a rap kinda thing after my rap which is cool, so if you want I can help you out on it?" He smiles sitting on the couch making Janet sigh
"Yes! That would be great" I beam happily, also clapping my hands together.
"So.." I begin picking up my note pad and handing him it "this is what I've got so far" I inform him as he reads over some lyrics and notes for my rap. I watch him carefully, he smiles and nods his head- as approval in a way.
Janet's phone rings as he opened his mouth to talk.
"Hello" She answers
"Yes I know Mike, I'm at the studio with Jay-Z and Yoncé" Janet sighs
"Jesus alright" she holds her hand up surrendering "I'll be there soon, goddamn" she rolls her eyes ending the call
She looks up at me and pouts "I love Michael go bits, but as you know. He's so demanding and annoying at times. I wanna kill him at times" she groans making me and Jay laugh at her
"Anyways I'm off, see ya later" she waves at us picking up her belongings, she walks out shutting the door softly behind her.

"So. May I ask about this lyric?..." he trails off
"Sure. Anything. What is it?" I ask
"My baby father, bloodline Rwanda" he says then looks at me with questioning eyes
"I had a child when I was younger with Michael, Michael Jackson. She was called Sarabi..but she unexpectedly passed away when she was around 5/6 months old, which tore me apart. And obviously the lyric, now you know about my child, is really self-explanatory. One of Michael's bloodline/heritages come from Rwanda. And I just thought it fit the beat best" I smile with a shrug
"I like it!" He smiles, he suddenly goes quiet then gasps

"Then what about 'why would you try me, why would you bother' that would be good!" He explains making my eyes widen, ooohhhh that is goooood!
"I am Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter" I say straight after him in the same rhythmic tone making him gasp and he jots down what I said
"So I'm guessing for our fake marriage you're double barrelling your last name?" He smirks
"Hell yeah, sounds good..no?" I smirk back
"I like it, has a sexy edge to it" he licks his lips
That got sexual, and quick. BAIL OUT!
"I like it too!" I say, with less enthusiasm.