When Love Dies

Chapter Seven

Beyoncé.
"I want you to be mine soon".. What the fuck was that. We've only known each other for about five months, thinking about it now that's a long time but I know I'm not ready for a relationship, but Kelly was different. I know I want her to myself but I don't want to commit. After we did the do she just left like nothing happened. I didn't really care to much because I like being alone. I reached under my bed to grab my weed jar along with my rolling tray and wraps.
I rolled the perfect blunt and sparked that shit. I got up to grab my laptop to watch some netflix because I'm sure I didn't have anything today. Tomorrow is track conditioning and I doubt I'm going because I know I'm going to make the team.

(703)838-9493: Hey😛

Bey: ? tf is this

(703)838-9493: woww, you don't remember me beyoncé.

Bey: clearly not if i sent a question mark

(703)838-9493: Nicki...

Bey: Aw shit wassup?

I decided not to save her number because she wasn't going to be here for long.

Nicki: I wanna see you

Bey: When?

Nicki: like now 😏

My phone buzzed indicating I received to different messages. 

Kelz🤤: Can you come over ?

Fuck Kelly.

Bey: yeah mamas, give me ten minutes so i can shower.

Bey: Can't come today maybe some other time.

I locked my phone and got my ass in the shower.

Kelly.
I let out sigh and set my phone down after I sent that message to Beyoncé. I hate I feel some type of way towards this girl it's only five months, knowing I'm probably just a piece of ass to her. And when I say I feel some type of way about this girl, I mean I'm really feelings this enough to be stupid and I hate myself for it. Maybe hopping in the shower will clear my mind a bit, she never confirmed if she was coming anyway. I took a nice long hot shower and hopped out quickly. I put some lotion on and threw on some sweat shorts with a oversize shirt. I slid some ankle socks on and on the couch and waited for Beyoncé. I finally heard a knock on the door and I instantly knew it was Beyoncé. I opened the door and let Beyoncé in, I didn't say anything I just walked to the living room and she followed.

I stared at her for a moment. "Beyon-"

"Look Kelly, I know we've been messing around and I-"

"Messing around beyoncé." I said sternly with my arms cross

"Yes. Messing around Kelly... I'm not trying to be in no serious ass relationship, you know this."

"No beyoncé I don't know this... How are you going to take me on these dates, spend time with me, FUCK ME AND STAND HERE TO TELL ME WE'RE MESSING AROUND" I began to raise my voice.

Beyoncé just stood there and watch me breathe heavily, she sighed and continued "Kelly, we don't need labels to have a good time."