Its What I Want

Chapter 8

Robyn Fenty
Robyn's House
September 20, 2015

Pissed.

Thats what I was.

Unsure if I was pissed because we didn't finish what was getting started, or if I was piss because I would've enjoyed it.

I couldn't stand Beyoncé or her company. And I was about to let her touch my goodies?

Oh God I need to smoke.

"Robyn don't take all day!" Beyoncé yelled from the bottom of the staircase.

Fuck her, I'm stressed.

"Whatever." I replied, not knowing if she heard me or not.

"If I have to come up there again, I swear you'll regret it!"

I rolled my eyes. How is she gonna tell me what to do in my house?

I huffed and stood up from the bed. I began to gather clothes and carelessly toss them on. I strutted to the bathroom to apply minimal makeup. I redid my messy ponytail to make it look decent enough to go out.

"Robyn!"

"Girl if ya don stop yelling ah me!" Her voice is already making me dread the next couple of hours.

I grabbed a bag to stuff my belongings in. I also grabbed my tree and a swisher just in case I could sneak away at some point.

As I neared the bottom of the staircase I saw Beyoncé leaning on the wall by the door, tapping on her phone.

"Alright me done. Let's go."
She looked up from her phone.

"Finally, c'mon."
She opened the door and waited for me to go out first. I don't know why I would go out first since I have to lock the door, but that's chivalrous I guess.

I waited for her to come out, so I could lock it.

'Damn she didn't even compliment me yet, what kind of first date is this?' I thought as I turned my key in the lock.

I noticed the black farari parked in my driveway as we walked toward it. I was intrigued.

"This you?" I nodded my head toward it.

"Yeah."

"Oh. It's nice."

"Thanks." She opened the passenger door for me.

Aw look at her being a gentlewoman. It's the least she could do though, since she's dragging me away from my bed.

She got in on the drivers side and adjusted her seat. She's so short.

"What you want to listen to?" She looked up at me.

I shrugged.

"I don't know, surprise me."

She chuckled.

"Bet."

Don't leave your girl around me
True playa fo' real, ask my nigga Pharrell uh
(Let 'em know)
Situations, will arise
In our lives
But you gotta to be smart about it
Cele-brations with the guys
I sacrificed
'Cause I knew you could not sleep without it

"No you didn't." I laughed.

"Yes I did." She smirked.

Meanwhile I, I
I loved you
You were my girl

We were bopping our heads.

You see I, I,
Thought the world of you
But you're still steady leavin' baby