"Beyonce if yo' ass don't leave me alone ima thump you in the head." I mumbled trying to stay sleep.
"I'm hungry and bored."
"Look I promise I'll get you something to eat if you just go to sleep for a few more hours."
"Fine." She huffed. "And stop stealing all of the cover."
"This is my bed."
"I'm carrying your baby." She mumbled. "Weak ass pullout game."
•
"Wake up Bey."
"Leave me alone." She said trying to sleep.
Karma is a bitch.
I told her to leave me alone and now here I am messing with her while she's asleep.
"I have nothing to do." I said rubbing her belly.
"Cole don't start. He'll kick like there's not tomorrow."
"Please get up." I whined.
"Order some food first the come to me and wake me." She said turning towards the other side of the bed.
"Your wish is my command." I said jumping out of bed.
It took a hour for the Chinese food to arrive. I was in the living room putting all the food down when bey walked in.
She had on one of my flannel shirts and her hair was in a bun.
"Now you wake up." I teased.
"Well I smelled food."
She sat down beside me and grabbed the remote, while I fixed her some food on a plate.
"You know we need to talk right?" I told her.
"About what?"
"Us. Last night."
"Can we talk about it after we eat?" She whined.
"No we can talk about it now."
"Okay talk." She said grabbing her plate from me.
"I think we should give us a try."
"Really?"
"Bey don't act like you don't want this." I smirked.
"Whatever." She laughed.
"I'm serious. I think we could really work out." I said truthfully."I've been liking you for a while now."
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?"
"Do you not like me or something because it's beginnin' to sound like you just making excuses not to be with me."
"Cole it's not like that. It's complicated. I just got a divorce a few months ago."
"You also got pregnant a few months ago."
"I think I should go." She said getting up.
"Beyonce-"
"Cole just leave me alone for a while."
"Damn it Beyonce stop!" I yelled. Ignoring me she put on her shoes and walked out the door.
Beyonce POV
"Hey Beyonce." I heard my Mom say as I walked into the house.
"Hey." I said with a fake smile.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing I'm just gonna go up and get some sleep." I told her.
"I'm your mother. I know when something's going on. Beyonce come sit down."
"Momm-"
"It's Jermaine isn't it."
"Yeah. He wants to give us a try." I said giving into her.
"What's wrong with that?" She asked.
"I just got out of a marriage. I'm not ready for a relationship."
"You want to know what I think."
"Not really."
"I think your scared. You think Jermaine is going to do the same thing Jay did." She said. Staying quiet I looked the other way not saying anything because I knew she was right. "Go get some rest to clear your mind."
"Okay thanks mama." I said hugging her.
"Your welcome."
•
It's been a week since I've seen Cole. I decided I wanted to give both of us space.
Now I'm outside of his door waiting for him to answer.
"Beyonce?" His mom said opening the door.
"Is Cole here?" I asked walking in.
"He's been in his room all week."
"Can I talk to him?"
"If you can get him to come out." She said walking towards his door.
"Jermaine someone's here for you."
Nothing came from the other side of the door. He probably hates my.
"I can take it from here." I told her.
"Okay." She said. "And thank you."
"For what?"
"Making my son happy."
With that she walked away.
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