Chapter 9:Guilty

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(Short) sorry.

A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER

Kelly

Ever since Beyoncé and I made up we've been doing so good lately. Like last night she took me out to dinner and then gave me breakfast in bed this morning. I don't know if she's just being like this to make up for her comment at breakfast a couple of days or what but I'll tell you I'm on cloud nine right now.

I walked into the living room and Bey was watching TV while sitting on the couch. I thought I should join her while Faith takes her nap.

"You don't have to work today?" I ask joining her on the couch.

"Nah I have the day off. I don't go back until tomorrow" she said looking over at me.

"Hey, You Feeling okay?" I asked. There's something going on I could feel it.

"Yeah, I'm good" she said instantly. "Why would I not be okay?"

"I don't know you've just been very uh different these last couple of days" I said climbing on her lap.

"I just feel like you've been through a lot lately and I wanted to show you how much I love you"

I smiled and kissed her lips. "I love you too"

"You know what, Why don't we go out tonight?" Bey suggested.

"Ehh I don't know"

"Come on we haven't been out to do anything in a while"

"Bey I don't know- what about Faith?"

"Solange can watch her, come on it's just a nice dinner"

I smirked. "Fine"

"Yay!"

Beyonce

This guilt was eating me alive and I knew Kelly knew something was wrong with me. Maybe I should just tell her and whatever consequence comes with it I need to deal with it.

God I'm such an idiot. While I was out with Shawn my fiancé was here taking care of our baby. She's not going to forgive me. Would I forgive her if it were the other way around? I don't even know.

A little while later

"Alright baby, mommy and I will be back soon okay?" Kelly said holding Faith. She was such a good mom. I know it was tough but I always knew she could do it.

"Alright you two go have fun for once" Solange said walking up behind us. I grabbed my purse and slipped my heels on.

"Okay, uh I just fed her like an hour ago so she should be good for about two hours but I doubt will be gone for long" Kelly handed over faith to Solange.

"I know how to take care of a baby" solo assured.

Kelly took a deep breath. "I know I'm just-"

"Worried over nothing, look we have reservations so can we get going" I say tapping  at my wrist.

"Okay okay" Kelly said as I rushed her out the house.

"Thanks for this solo"

"Your welcome now go on" she said. I smiled and joined Kelly in the car.

Kelly.

Okay maybe I was being a little bit much but I'm a new mom. I just worry. About 10 minutes later we arrived at the restaurant. Bey was still being weird. Look I may be preoccupied by being a new parent and all but somethings wrong. She's been too attentive and just plain odd. At first I thought it was just about her comment at breakfast but now I'm not sure what to make of it. I know she feels bad about it but this feels like more.

We sat at our table and the waiter handed us two menus.

"Anything look good?" Bey asked looking down at her menu.

"Uh I think I'm in the mood for some pasta" I answer.

"I'll have whatever your having" Bey said folding her menu and pushing it aside. She looked around nervously.

I set my menu aside too. I already knew what I wanted.

"You okay?" I asked concerned.

My words clearly didn't get to her Because she didn't even answer me or even seem to know I was talking to her.

"Beyonce?" I say a little more firmly.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine, why?"

"Nothing I'm just making sure"

Just as she was about to respond the waiter came over and took are orders.

I sip on my champagne as we wait for our meals.  I mentally decided now would be a great time to confront her. I couldn't take it anymore. She was hiding something and clearly felt guilty about it.

"Did something happen?" I ask

"Huh?" She was clearly confused as to where this conversation was going. Is she seriously about to play dumb.

"Beyoncé what's going on with you?" I was not playing around anymore. "And I don't give me that whole "I'm fine" bullshit"

She looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Is it me? Did I do something wrong?"

"No Kells I-"

"Because you've been acting strange these last few couple of weeks and at first I thought it was just because of the whole breakfast thing and now I'm not sure and I know your lying to me, So just tell me I can't take this anymore"

She frowned and looked like she was seriously about to cry.

"Whatever it is baby will deal with it. I just want you to talk to me?" I pleaded.

"Kelly I'm so so sorry" she cried.

"Sorry about what?" I asked confused.

Just spit it out Beyoncé please.

"I slept with Shawn" she said. And just like that I froze into place. It felt as if time had just stopped and her and I were the only ones in the world.

I looked at her disgusted. "It didn't mean anything I swear I was drunk and upset"

I wanted to scream and yell at her but my mouth wouldn't move.

"Kelly say something" she said as she tried to reach for my hand. I pulled it away.

"Don't" I said angrily. "Don't touch me"  I got up from the table and ran to the bathroom. I felt dizzy. I needed air.

I splashed water on my face and caught myself in the mirror.

I can't believe this. The bathroom door suddenly opened and it was Beyoncé.

"Kelly are you okay?" She asked concerned.

I turned to her and just shook my head at her. I stepped closer and slapped her right across the face. She stumbled back a little and held the side of her face.

"You can have this back" I said as I took off my engagement ring. "Don't bother coming home, I mean it"

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