Late Summer 2009
Beyoncé’s POV
I was sitting in a sound check going over my set list for this acoustic show I'm doing in Vegas. Basically an unplugged. Since I'm in LA Chanel and Shawn aren't coming in until I get to Vegas, I'm in LA rehearsing right now.
I was on a lunch break when I got a phone call.
"Hi mommy." I heard.
"Hi baby, you having fun with Daddy?" I asked.
"Yeah, we went to a game and then to dinner and then-"
"Did you clean your room like I asked you to before I left?" I asked.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"You see what had happen was-"
"Nah, nah, that's not working." I said. "Let me talk to daddy."
"Am I in trouble?" She asked.
"Not if you have it clean by the time I get home." I said.
"Okay, hold on."
I finished eating my salad.
"Yeah." I heard.
"Hey baby." I said.
"Hey, how's it going?" He asked. "You killing the band? You eating?"
"I'm eating now and the band and everyone is fine." I said.
"Let you tell it."
I laughed.
"Y'all coming tomorrow?"
"Yeah, we coming."
"Make sure she cleans her room before she goes anywhere else and did you pick up her uniform for school?" I asked.
"Bey, I got this." He said. "I'm father of the year. Everything is taken care of."
"Okay, you got it" I said. "I gotta go. Put Chanel back on the phone."
"Damn, no I love you or nothing."
"Baby, you know I love you." I said. "Now put my baby back on the phone."
I took a sip of water before Chanel got on the phone.
"I'll see you tomorrow okay."
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Really?! III
FanfictionYou ever thought of what would've happen if Bey never sent Chanel to her Aunts and Shawn always knew about Chanel and had been apart of her life as well as Bey's the whole time. *Alternate Universe Version*
