Chapter 7

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This chapter is in no way meant to be sexual. It's meant to be intimate ya know? So try to keep your minds out of the gutters ;)

Beyonce's Pov

     Dinner was slow. I just wanted to get through it so I could relax. When everybody finished eating I rushed to finish cleaning the kitchen. After what felt like hours, I was finally done with the kitchen. I walked upstairs to my room and ran my water for a hot shower. I waited for the water to heat up and soon stepped in. The hot water hit my back and I relaxed. I stood there for a couple of minutes before I began to wash up. After washing up, I rinsed off and got out of the shower, and got dressed. I had on an oversized t-shirt and some shorts. After I brushed my teeth and put my hair in a large messy bun, I was out. I padded down the hallway and stopped at Jayden's room. Is this really a good idea? Ah, fuck it. I was about to knock when she spoke up. 

     "Come in Honeybee,"

     I opened the door in confusion. "How'd you know it was me?"

     "Just a lucky guess," I nodded and walked over to her bed. 

     "Watcha doing?"

     "Just chillin, waiting on you to get here,"

     "And what made you think I was coming?"

     "You asked me to do the crown thing after dinner before I went inside remember?"

     "You right,"

      "Now lay down,"

      I slipped off my slides and laid beside her in her bed. She looked at me funny and then reached over. Next thing I know her strong ass is lifting me up by my hips and laying my between her legs so that I was leaning back on her and she was leaning against her pillows. I looked up at her and she looked down at me with a slight blush on her cheeks and a nervous, yet confident look in her eyes. I want to question her actions, but it feels so natural and right. I decided to relax but still ask her about it. 

      "What was that for and how are you so strong?"

     "I don't really know but it just feels right and I built up my strength so I could protect myself,"

      "Protect yourself from what?"

     "I told you, the girls would always bully me and go to extremes. I was tired of getting jumped,"

     "So you built up your strength so you could fight back?"

     "No, I built it up so we could be friends and live happily ever after," 

     I reached up and hit her shoulder. She just shrugged it off and laughed. She reached her hand over and began to trace my crown and I let out a sigh. Why does it feel so good? I remember Jay did it some years ago and I hated it, why is this so different? Her other hand began to play with my hair. It felt like heaven. 

     "How do you do it?" I questioned. 

     "Do what?"

     "The crown thing. Jay tried it with me and I absolutely hated it, hell I even hated it when my mom used to do it and here you are doing it and I don't hate it," I ranted. "I actually love it and feel so relaxed," I looked up at her and she had a thoughtful look on her face. 

     "So you mean to tell me that I'm the only person you've ever let do this?"

     "Yeah I guess so,"

     "Interesting," she muttered. She continued to do the crown thing until she dragged her finger down to boop my nose. I instinctively did the nose scrunch thing. I don't know how it felt like almost a reflex to do it because whenver anybody else did it I never had this reaction. Lifted her fingers and trailed them down to my ear and began to softly rub behind it. I bit my lip and tried to stifle a moan. What the actual fuck? I've never reacted like this before, like ever. The longer I lay here the more questions that form in my head. Why am I even here in the first place? Why am I letting her do this? Why does it feel so right? It feels so intimate and relaxing. Why can she make me feel so calm and safe when I barely know her? Why is she different? Why am I beginning so feel all warm and snuggly inside? 

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