Arrhythmia

Twelve

Oh yeah, I changed the tour dates for the formation tour. She still went to all the other states just....earlier.

Beyoncé Giselle Knowles
May 12th 2016
San Diego, California
Qualcomm Stadium

"Goodnight Dallas!"

My body was covered in a light layer of sweat as I waved goodbye.

I was so glad there was only two shows left.

Lucky for me, there was only one person with backstage passes.

Kelly.

"Girl, you look annoyed."

Pouring myself a glass of whatever the drink of choice was, I was pleasantly surprised by the fruity taste. "I am."

Snickering, the woman rubbed my back softly. "You'll be back in Texas in a week. Just be patient."

"But I miss her." I whined, tracing my finger around the edge of the glass. "And I don't know what time she gets off."

Kelly lifted an eyebrow. "Don't you know her schedule?"

Nodding, I let out a little harrumph noise. "She told me she had an extra surgery today. Her and Kari had a chill day yesterday, so I didn't get to talk to her."

"That's literally the only person she's not an asshole to."

"I don't think anyone could be an asshole to that sweetheart." I smiled at the thought of the curly haired girl. "Everything Y/N and I are on FaceTime, she does the cutest little 'Hi Bey!' that literally makes me melt."

Kelly awed, placing a hand on her chest. "That's so sweet! When's her surgery?"

"I think in a few days. I don't ask about it."

Don't wanna make her nervous.

Kelly had a certain look on her face, my eyes rolling the moment she teased, "Shouldn't you be worried about your future sister-in-law?"

"Shut up!" My cheeks heated up at the implication, straightening the waistband of the sweats I'd changed into. "I already have one marriage to deal with."

Kelly laughed, her mouth opening to say something before she paused; frowning as she looked behind me. "Speak of the devil..."

The labia lipped man was entering the room with a bouquet of roses, my heart not the least bit moved by his big smile.

"What're you doing here?"

Kelly was slipping out the room, taking her drink with her as she exited; one pointed look telling me she wasn't going far.

He cleared his throat, offering me the honestly beautiful flowers. "I wanted to see you."

"Did you ask if I wanted to see you?"

"Bey-"

"Flowers aren't just gonna fix what you did."

He sighed, sitting the roses on the bar. "You never gave me the chance to explain."

"Nigga, what more is there to explain?" I snapped, my eyes squinting at him as a frown slowly started to knit my eyebrows together. "You fucked Becky. That's it, that's all."

"Come on now. That's not her na-"

My hands nearly went across his face as I stepped into his personal, growling, "I don't give a shit if that's not her name. You broke my trust. You're not getting it back."