Chreyonce: Short Stories (Beyonce X Chris Brown)

Poor mans one deed

Bey's POV
I'm talking and walking with Chris outside in the park taking a walk together. We've been talking for months and he's so sweet. I'm just waiting for him to ask me out. The paparazzi are all around hiding in bushes. But we just be ourselves and ignore them. As annoying as they are. Chris is making me laugh and we bump hands. As we're walking down the path, I see my ex husband, Jay Z with Becky. And she's what? Pregnant?! Oh shit! They're heading our way. I drag Chris by the hand and take him behind a giant bush.
Chris: *laughs*Bey! What ya do-
Bey: Shhh!! I don't wa-
Jay: Beyoncé?
Fuck. Ugh.
We walk out and meet them. This is hella akward.
Bey: Hey Jay.
Chris: hey, how y'all know eachother?
Jay: well ugh-
Bey: oh no, it's a funny story. You see Jay and I were engaged. And Becky was one of my bridesmaids. And on the day of our wedding, I caught them having sex. In my car. Did I leave anything out?
Chris POV
They all had a look of embarrassment and shame on their faces.
Chris: oh.
Bey: Chris let's go.
I follow her. She is trying to keep a brave face, but I know she wants to cry so hard.
Chris: Beyoncé
We stop walking and I embrace her in a tight hug and she hugs back. She doesn't really cry tho.
Bey: can we go to the liquor store?
Chris: ugh ya sure!
We go and head back to my car and I drive to the store where Bey gets a whole case of beer?
Cashier: omg, big fan! On the house!
Bey: oh no I ca-
Cashier: please! Go ahead. You seem like ya need it
Bey: ha believe me you I do. Thank you so much!
Cashier: Chris Beyoncé can I get a picture?
Both: sure! *takes pic*
We leave the store and it's getting pretty late. It's night time now and no parking so we parked a few blocks away. As we're walking, Beyoncé is just hounding down the beers left and right. And being very quiet. She's stumbling. She starts going to the apartment building and I pull her back out. She stumbles but I catch her in time. I carry her bridal style. We finally get to her apartment suite building. We walk in and the whole place knows who we are. We get in the elevator and she starts getting sleepy and doesn't want to talk. I think meeting jay and seeing how he knocked up the hoe that he cheated with is pregnant messed her up. We get to the hallway and I just have to find her key. I put her down and take her keys. She's got a ton so this may take a second. She slides down the wall slowly. She starts crying now.
Bey: he's married. And they're having a baby. And he looked really hot.
Chris:*bends down on knees infront of Bey* hey, he looked ugly af. Comon lets get ya inside. Which key is yours baby?
Bey: What?
Chris: Beyoncé. I said Beyoncé.
Bey: *slurs and squints* I think this one.
I try it and it works. I carry her back up and lay her down on the couch. She takes her jacket off. I light some of her candles and turn on the tv. I also turn the fireplace on. I get a bag of marshmallows and put it on a clothes hanger wire. Something my momma and I used to do. I cooked us both one in the fireplace. We shared some. I'm sitting down staring into her beautiful hazel brown eyes. She has hurt in her eyes.
Bey: so you really think he looked bad
Chris: yea. Looked like he put on a couple of pounds. All fat and ugly.
Bey:*giggles* I should've known. She was with me and even helped pick out my flowers and even made sure that they were evenly distributed that should've ticked me off right there. She was trying to hard. I was just a stand in. A poor mans one deed. And looking back, I think to myself, maybe I just wasn't enough.
Chris: *puts her hair behind her ears* No, it wasn't you ba-Beyoncé. It was him. He did this to himself. Knowing you, you did nothing wrong. It's him. *looks at time* um, it's getting late. I better go
We stare at eachother in the eye. I wanna kiss her right now but not while she's ina vulnerable state. I stand up.
Bey: lemme walk you out.
She stands up slowly but stumbles. I catch her and hold her hips.
Chris: just take it slow and easy. You good?
Bey: mhm
She walks with me out.
Chris: coconut water and lots of sleep. Advil's too. That's my advice for tmr morning
Bey:*giggles* thank you. I'll talk to you tmr. Sorry ya had to see me a mess
Chris: it's all good. I'll talk to you tmr. Goodnight bey.
Bey: goodnight
Bey's POV
He's so sweet. I'm just embarrassed of how much of a mess I was. I close the door and lock it. As I head back to the couch and straighten up before heading to bed, there's a knock on my door. I look through the peephole and it's Chris again. Maybe he forgot something. I open the door.
Bey: hey did y-
Chris: I like you Beyoncé. I like you a lot. I-I've had feelings for you for a while now. When we talk and hang out, it's the brightest part of my day. Watching you laugh, smile, sing, talk, everything. I love your family and how much you talk about your dreams. Please be my girlfriend?
I lightly cry as I look into his eyes. I can tell he was nervous to say all that.
Bey: oh Christopher Maurice. I like you too. Come here you *grabs him by the shirt and kisses him*I thought you'd never ask. Mm your lips. Can you come sleep with your girlfriend tn? Please?
Chris: ofc baby.
Bey: I've noticed that slip up of "baby" all day today. You must really like me.
Chris: oh baby. You have no idea.
I let him back inside and lock the door. I push him down on the couch.
Chris: hey wait. I don't think we're ready for sex just yet. As tempting as it is.
Bey: *giggles* ik. I just wanna make out with you *lays on top of him*
We make out and fall asleep. I finally found a man that wasn't another Jay Z