Part 29

806 97 32
                                    

i had no idea what was going on

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

i had no idea what was going on. today just wasn't my day, i guess.

first off, i woke up to princess barking and clawing at her door...5am. just because one of her toys fell off the balcony. which im confused on how she even got the toy under the thing.

then, i get a call from lauren saying she didn't feel well due to morning sickness. and that had absolutely nothing to do with me in the first place. she should've been calling her baby daddy.

lastly, beyoncé wasn't answering the phone for me. and of course i thought, well let me check her location. but i couldn't even believe what the fuck i saw...

the shit was off.

so now i was tired, annoyed, and pissed. because who the fuck told her to not answer on top of her location being turned off? my head was spinning, i had no idea what to do first.

i don't even know where to start. pull up to her house? but if she's not there then i'm gonna be even more pissed off. so i think i should just stay my ass at home.

my attitude had came and overflowed. i'm in a flood right now. she had me fucked up. i could only do one thing.

: you such a fucking weirdo
: not answering the phone for what? location off for what?
: i find that very odd. especially when you know i can't locate you without that.
: but if it were me, you would know all the spots to hit up. just goes to show that i don't know shit about you.
: weirdo.

i was so close to cursing her out, but i kept things low. it felt immature, so it made me even more upset. like i was fuming at this point.

why the fuck am i in a relationship??

my heart felt like it would beat out of my chest, that's how upset i felt. and i know i shouldn't even let myself get so mad...but it was hard. when it came to beyonce, no telling what would happen to me.

like...i didn't know who to call to even try and contact her. all i knew were her homies. but texting them would be like setting myself up. they all look at me in a way...

but that was my only option.

so i went through her instagram followers, finding one of the guys and sent him a quick request. i didn't expect the quickness, so i was tossing my phone when it went off.

seeing that he accepted then followed me, i went to the direct messages. and the bubbles popped up that he was typing.

oh lord.

4x.top : 👀

i smacked my lips at the lame ass message. nothing about him was appealing to look at.

have you heard from beyoncé? :

: nah. she ain't slid through. what's up witchu?

one night.Where stories live. Discover now