Walking out of the house hurt Beyonce on the inside so bad. She hated that she couldn't just give in to her husband. She hated that she couldn't just forgive him but he needed to learn a lesson.
"You ready to go in," Nicki asked Beyonce.
"Yeah girl, let's go," she said.
As soon as they walked in the building all eyes were on them. They went to their usual booth where LaLa, Nas, Michelle, Kelly, and Tremaine were. Beyonce and Nicki sat next to Tremaine.
"I'm glad y'all hoes finally made it, we were waiting to drink until y'all got here," Kelly said.
"Right! I'm ready to get drunk," Michelle said.
Lala laughed at Michelle. Michelle seemed so innocent but she loved to drink and she could hold her liquor so it took a lot for her to get drunk.
"Well we're here now so lets get this started," Beyonce said.
They all ordered their drinks and began sipping. Beyonce and Michelle were gulping down drinks so fast. Nicki made sure to keep an eye on Beyonce because unlike Michelle, Beyonce was a lightweight. So she knew that Beyonce was either drunk on the verge of it.
"Ouu Trey let's dance" Beyonce said, her speech beginning to slur as she spoke.
"Nah I'm good," he said.
He didn't want to do anything with Beyonce while she was drunk. He knew that wasn't a good idea because if she got freaky he didn't know if he'd have the willpower to say no.
"Well suit yourself," she said and then she found Christopher.
She saw him in the middle of the dance floor. She got up from her booth despite her friends telling her to stay. She walked over to him and he had a kool-aid grin on his face.
"This is my lucky night huh?" he asked.
"It might be," she said.
Soon Body Party came on and she began to grind on him. He placed his hands on her hips and enjoyed this nice dance he was getting.
She turned around and began tonguing him down, imagining that it was her husband. They had gotten so into their kiss that they didn't notice that all eyes were on them. Luckily Nicki saw it and grabbed her, pulling her off of Chris.
"Sorry about my friend, she's drunk," she said.
"Yeah I can tell, she usually doesn't act like that when I see her,"
"Yeah, she's gonna be so pissed in the morning,"
Christopher just laughed but deep down he hoped that she wouldn't. He wanted her badly, he didn't care if she was married. Everyone knew who her husband was and everyone knew he was a cheater. He didn't deserve her so to Chris, she was fair game.
Nicki pulled Beyonce out of the club and into the car.
"I'm not letting you go clubbing with us anymore!" Nicki yelled at her friend.
"I'm grown Nicki! You're the one who told me to have fun!" she said.
"I know but I didn't mean fun with that little boy. I don't like Shawn but I know you love him. I'd be a bad friend if I let you embarrass yourself. You're going to be thanking me in the morning Bey,"
Beyonce just rolled her eyes. She was so out of it and she just wanted to go home now since Nicki ruined her mood.
"Can you just take me home Nick?" she asked.
"Sure,"
Shawn looked at the clock, it 3 in the morning and Beyonce still wasn't home. He was worried sick but he couldn't complain. He'd done it to her numerous times. Soon he heard a knock on the door. He rushed to it and saw Nicki and Beyonce. The scene seemed all too familiar. Yet again she was drunk and needed to be escorted home. He hated to see it because he knew that he was the reason for her constant drinking and partying that she had been doing lately.
"Thanks for bringing her home Nicki," Shawn said.
"No problem, but I need to talk to you,"
Beyonce heard them but didn't care enough to know what they were going to talk to. She stumbled into their living room and flopped down on the couch, leaving Nicki and Shawn to talk.
"Wassup?" he asked Nicki.
"I need you to fix this Shawn. She's not herself anymore. I was hoping to get her out of the house to have fun but she's not having fun. She's hurting and she doesn't know how to deal with it,"
Shawn sighed. He hated that he was the cause of this and that everyone could see how much that his wife was hurting.
"I will Nicki, thanks for bringing her home,"
"It's nothing to thank me for, she's my best friend, tell her I'll see her later,"
"Will do,"
He walked back into the house, locking the door behind him. He went to the living room to find Beyonce sitting on the couch, staring off into space.
"I want to fix this Beyonce," he said while kneeling down before her. "I love you, I really do,"
He saw a lone tear fall down her face and heard her breathing begin to become more shallow. The look on her face told it all, she was hurt to the core. She couldn't express it, but she felt the pain regardless.
"What do you want me to do Bey? I'll do anything. I want this marriage and I want you," he pleaded, his voice cracking.
"I wish you would just focus Shawn. I want you to just focus on me because I'm getting fed up," she said, her voice cracking too. She was fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.
"I will Beyonce, I do,"
"No you don't! You focus on everything but me! I feel so alone even when it's just the two of us. I'm not supposed to feel alone when I'm with you Shawn!" she yelled, this time the tears finally escaped and they fell down like a waterfall.
"I will baby! I will,"
"I gave you the best part of me Shawn, I gave you my youth, my virginity, my everything and what have you given me in return?"
He just stared at her, which pissed her off more.
"You've given me bullshit Shawn! I'm sick of it! I'm just begging you to focus on me! Be my husband for once in your life!"
He didn't say nothing. He just picked her up from the couch and carried her bridal style to their bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed and kissed her on the lips. The lips that he had been missing for so long. Surprisingly she kissed him back.
"I'm going to focus on you Giselle, you and only you from now on," he whispered in her ear.
She smiled, hoping and praying that his words were true because she was reaching her breaking point. She wouldn't be able to take anymore hurt from him.
"I hope you mean it baby," she said to him.
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Sandcastles
FanfictionFeeling unappreciated and worn down this Wife wonders if life will be better if she leaves or should she woman up and fix her marriage