Fatal Attraction

Chapter 12

The tension in the air was palpable as Y/N and Beyoncé navigated the days following the revelations about Beyoncé's past. Y/N tried to focus on the progress they were making, but the conversation with Kelly lingered in her mind. She hoped that their love would be enough to overcome the shadows of the past.
Meanwhile, Beyoncé was grappling with her own storm of emotions. She had worked hard to leave her troubled past behind, and now it seemed like it was all coming back to haunt her. The fact that Kelly had resurfaced and spoken to Y/N infuriated her. She knew she had to confront Kelly and put an end to her meddling.
One evening, Beyoncé found out that Kelly was performing at a small jazz club in the city. She decided to go, hoping to catch her after the performance. Dressed in a dark coat, she made her way to the club, her mind swirling with anger and determination.
The club was dimly lit and filled with the smooth sounds of a jazz quartet. Beyoncé slipped into a corner booth, her eyes scanning the room until she spotted Kelly on stage, singing with her usual grace and passion. For a moment, Beyoncé felt a pang of nostalgia for the days when they had been close friends. But that moment was quickly overshadowed by her resolve to protect her relationship with Y/N.
After the performance, Kelly stepped off the stage and began mingling with the small crowd. Beyoncé waited patiently, her eyes never leaving Kelly. Finally, she saw her chance and approached.
"Kelly," Beyoncé called out, her voice cold and controlled.
Kelly turned, her smile fading as she saw who it was. "Beyoncé. What are you doing here?"
Beyoncé stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. "We need to talk. Outside."
Kelly hesitated, glancing around the room. "Fine. Let's go."
They walked out into the chilly night, the sounds of the city a distant hum in the background. Once they were a safe distance from the club, Beyoncé turned to face Kelly, her expression hard.
"Why did you talk to Y/N about my past?" Beyoncé demanded, her voice low and dangerous.
Kelly crossed her arms, her demeanor calm but firm. "She deserved to know the truth, Beyoncé. She needs to be aware of what she's getting into."
Beyoncé took a step closer, her eyes blazing with anger. "That's not your decision to make. You have no right to interfere in my life."
Kelly held her ground, her gaze steady. "I care about Y/N. She's a good person, and I don't want to see her get hurt. Your past isn't just something that can be ignored."
Beyoncé's fists clenched at her sides, her voice trembling with fury. "You don't know anything about us. We're working through things, and I'm doing everything I can to change. But you're trying to sabotage that."
Kelly shook her head, a sad smile playing on her lips. "I'm not trying to sabotage anything. I'm trying to protect Y/N. If you really care about her, you'll be honest with her about everything."
Beyoncé's expression darkened further, and she took another step closer, invading Kelly's personal space. "Stay out of our business, Kelly. If you don't, you'll regret it."
Kelly's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't back down. "Is that a threat, Beyoncé?"
Beyoncé leaned in, her voice a whisper filled with menace. "Take it however you want. Just know that I won't let anyone come between me and Y/N. Not even you."
Kelly stared at her for a long moment, then sighed. "I hope you find the peace you're looking for, Beyoncé. But if you ever hurt
Y/N, I'll do everything in my power to protect her."
Without another word, Kelly turned and walked away, leaving Beyoncé standing alone in the cold night. Beyoncé watched her go, her mind a whirlwind of anger and fear. She knew she had to find a way to keep her past from destroying her present.
Back at the apartment, Y/N was waiting anxiously. She had sensed something was off with Beyoncé and had been worried ever since she left. When Beyoncé finally walked through the door, Y/N could see the tension etched on her face.
"Where have you been?" Y/N asked, her voice filled with concern.
Beyoncé sighed, shrugging off her coat. "I went to see Kelly."
Y/N's eyes widened. "Why? What happened?"
Beyoncé sat down on the couch, her shoulders slumping. "I needed to talk to her. To make her understand that she needs to stay out of our relationship."
Y/N felt a chill run down her spine. "What did you say to her?"
Beyoncé looked up, her eyes filled with a mix of frustration and desperation. "I told her to back off. She doesn't understand what we have, Y/N. She's trying to come between us."
Y/N sat beside her, taking her hand. "Beyoncé, I know you're scared, but we can't handle this with threats and anger. We need to focus on us, on being honest and building trust."
Beyoncé's gaze softened, and she squeezed Y/N's hand. "I know. I just... I don't want to lose you."
Y/N leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Beyoncé's lips. "You won't lose me. But we have to face this together, calmly and honestly."
As they held each other, Y/N felt a sense of determination settle over her. She loved Beyoncé deeply, but she also knew that they had to confront the darkness of the past with light and truth. Only then could they hope to build a future free from fear and suspicion.
But as they sat together, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling that their journey was
far from over. The encounter with Kelly had unearthed more questions than answers, and Y/N knew she had to dig deeper into Beyoncé's past, not out of suspicion, but out of a need to truly understand and support her partner.