SCARED OF LONELY

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Beyonce POV
3 1/2 months later...

Right now I'm six months pregnant and my belly is huge!! My munchkin makes walking a difficult task at times. My munchkin likes kicking a lot especially when Shawn and Ray rub my belly.

"Mommy, mommy, mommy," I was woken up from my nap by Ray chanting 'mommy' as he ran into my room.

I felt him jump up and down on my bed.

"Stop it Ray. Mommy is not feeling well," I whined with my eyes still closed as I slept on my side.

"Wake up big sis!" I heard someone say, entering my room which I'm guessing was Solange's loud ass.

Shawn is taking my family and I to one of his beach houses. He also invited his family which is just his mother, Gloria and baby sister, Cynthia.

I then felt weight on my bed. "GET THE FUCK UP BITCH!" she yelled into my ear.

I immediately shot up and sat up straight. "What the hell Solo!" I spat.

She smiled innocently. "Good, you're up."

Ray came over me and started rubbing my belly. "My baby sister and I can't wait to get to the beach house," he said.

I giggled as I ran my fingers through his curls. "How do you know I'm having a girl?"

"It's my sibling so I know," he said getting off the bed. "Imma take your bags and daddy's bags downstairs," he said walking towards the bags.

"Thank you baby," I said.

I sighed in relief as I rubbed my belly.

"Why don't you and Shawn just move in with each other?" Solo said as she got closer and started playing with my hair.

"We are looking. Hopefully we find a place before the baby arrives," I said.

"That's cool," she said nodding. "In other news, what's up with Kelly? She's downstairs on her phone acting all like we don't exist and shit," she said in a New Jersey accent. "Bottom line is, I gotta gets me a mans that keeps me on the phone all day like Kelly," she said.

Solange is right. Kelly has been cooped up in her phone. I'll see her blushing and smiling while texting. I think she's dating someone.

I'm happy for Kelly. I just wish she wasn't so secretive about it.

*Crash*

"What the hell was that?" I said getting up.

Solange ran out the room and came back. "Oh shit. Come and see what your son just did," she said laughing.

I waddled my way to the door and I was greeted by a trail of my clothes. I moved closer and saw Ray at the bottom of the stairs inside one of my suitcases but it was empty with his bicycle helmet on.

I walked down the stairs and immediately felt my blood boil when I saw my favorite vase shattered on the floor.

Ray looked up and saw me. "Mommy, I can explain," he said getting out of the suitcase.

Lord, please give me patience because if you give me strength I might just beat this boy into a coma.

I took in a deep breath. "Start talking," I said in the most calmest way possible.

"Huh?... Y-You... Want me...t-t-to...ex-exp-plain?" He stuttered and he swallowed hard.

"What's happeni-... Oh shoot. What the hell broke here?" Shawn said walking in and seeing my vase.

"Your son was just about to explain what happened to my vase," I said shooting Ray a death glare.

"I... I was... Ummm, the... What I'm trying to say is-"

"At least lie faster," I said in annoyance. I looked at Shawn. "Unbuckled your belt and give it to me Shawn."

"Whooo, calm down Bey. You'll hurt yourse-"

"Fine then. Whoop his ass then," I said with my arms crossed.

His eyes widened. "I ain't doing that," he said with his hands up in defeat.

"Just because its not your vase that he broke? Whoop the boy otherwise imma do it myself," I spat as I walked down the stairs, towards him. "Unbuckle your belt and give me the damn belt," I said through gritted teeth.

"No. You just have to calm down," he said.

I sucked my teeth and started unbuckling his belt but he grabbed it. "Let go Corey," I spat.

"N-O."

I started trying to get hold of his belt but Shawn was way stronger. "Let go Corey! Give me the be-... Ugh! Stupid cramps," I groaned as I touched the side of my belly.

"Come and sit down babe," Shawn said leading me to the living room couch. "Damn Bey. Why did you get so worked up over a vase?"

"It may seem worthless to you but that vase means something to me," I said on the verge of tears. "My dad gave that to me when I was sixteen. It was a souvenir from our first daddy-daughter road trip. He said imma put flowers of the love of my life. I only put flowers you and August gave me," I said with tears flowing down my cheeks.

Shawn brought me into a hug. "I'm sorry babe. I didn't know," he said rubbing my back. "You really love your dad don't yah?"

"We used to be really close. I'm just hoping he's gonna come so we could patch things up. I just want everyone to get along," I said wiping my tears.

Fingers crossed that this weekend away would be a foundation to everyone having a good relationship.