Really?! IV

Part 9

Part 9

Hampton, Virginia

Chanel's POV

"So, you have like a kid?" Rachel asked.

"I'm a guardian." I said.

"Basically the same thing." She said exhaling her blunt.

"Yeah, we still looking for his mom though." I said. "Crazy shit, how you just leave your kid like that?"

Rachel passed the blunt to me.

"I don't know but I gotta tell you something."

I looked at her.

"I got a call from Dej Loaf people. She want me to be her DJ."

"What? That's crazy." I said smiling.

"Yeah, she gonna do the festival stage for Summer Jam and then the PinkPrint Tour."

"You gonna be fucking lit." I said.

"I don't know what to do about Damien though." She said.

"Take him with you." I said passing the blunt back.

She shook her head.

"I can't he going to the draft." She said.

"The army?!"

She looked at me.

"I'm not passing this back dummy. Basketball."

"What? My mom know?"

"Probably, I don't know."

I sighed.

"If we keep keeping secrets moms gonna kill us." I said.

"You talked lil man?"

"Yeah," I said smiling. "He read to me before he went to sleep."

"Damn, you got a kid." She said laughing.

I shook my head. Damn, I do, for now anyway.

Damien's POV

I've been in the gym all day practicing. All I do is play ball everyday. I have to play or I can't even function correctly. My dad knows I'm going to get drafted and I told him to tell my mom. Of course she's pissed I'm not staying in school but I can always get my degree online. I feel the timing for me to be in the NBA is now. It's a gut feeling.

Right now I'm walking to a therapy session so I can get stretched out. My therapist is actually a lady. Very attractive actually, for real y'all she bad but I would never fuck up what I have with Rachel. That's my baby, she been a lil distant lately though. I hope its not about me getting drafted. I'll figure it out though.

Now let's get this therapy over with.

Beyoncé's POV

I sat waiting for my mom and Kelly. I'm actually on time for once. We were meeting up for lunch. They finally arrived and I stood up and hugged them.

We ordered our lunch.

"So how's everything going?" My mama asked.

"Okay." I said. "It didn't take long for Andre to adapt."

"Y'all still looking for his mother?" Kelly asked.

"Yeah." I said. "I don't know where she is."

"So basically Chanel is his guardian?" My mom asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"So you basically babysitting." Kelly said and I nodded.

"We have to go to New York next week for the Tidal press conference." I said looking between my mama and Kelly.