drifted off to bed and had some very..... Nice dreams about Bey ;).

Its been two weeks since all the Michael drama and bey has been staying with me for the whole duration. I told her she could stay as long as she wanted, of course she offered to pay rent but I told her she didn't need to. It really was not necessary. So far so good. Jerome loves Bey being here but I feel like me and him are still growing further apart.

Bey POV

I'm feeling soooooo much better now that I've been staying with Shawn. He's been such a great help. Right now he's off in some business meeting so I'm at home with bab.

"Hey bey"

"Hey Jerome. What's up?"

"Nothing. where's my dad?"

"He's at a meeting."

"Like always" he muttered under his breath.

"What did you say?"

"I SAID LIKE ALWAYS." Jerome tried to yell his little voice at me and I wasn't having it.

"Listen here little boy, you are not gonna sit here and yell at me like you don't have any damn sense alright?"

"This is your fault"

"Jerome what are you talking about? Talk to me" I listened to him intently as he began to speak.

"My dad was and is always gone but he would still come home and talk to me and we'd have our cool time. But now that you're here he immediately goes to you and just gives me a nod and what's up. that's not fair. you're stealing all his time away from me"

"Jerome I'm so sorry. If you want, I'll make sure that doesn't happen anymore. Ok?"

"How?" Jerome looked at me waiting for an answer.

"I'll leave and I'll go home,  that way you and your dad can hang out for a real long time alone. Ok?"

"Yessssss. Thank god. Don't take it personal, Ok bey. I like you but I love my dad."

"Alright but you need to make sure you let your dad know how you feel about him not spending more time with you. Don't mention that you feel like I'm intruding because I don't want him to feel bad."

"Ok bey. Ok" we hugged and he ran off with a smile. I can't say that I didn't feel a little bit of sadness when he screamed yes when I said I was leaving.

I was trying to help. I knew they had issues but I never knew Jerome felt like that.  I can't imagine what that's like. I always had my parents growing up and I had their undivided attention. I started packing my things and since I still didn't have an apartment I would just go back to the hotel.

It was only three o clock and Shawn should be back at five. I put all my stuff in my bag and took Jerome with me so I could drop it off in my hotel room. I couldn't leave him alone so I brought him. We went to eat, shopping and then back to his house.

We got home at six and Shawn was sitting on the couch. He looked up like we were robbers or some shit.

"Hey dad?" Jerome ran to him hugging him.

Shawn hugged him and sent him to his room. Then he turned and i could sense his anger. I walked towards him and he flinched.

"WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU GUYS ?" He yelled at me

"We were at the mall and then we went to eat." I was scared. Shawn never yelled at me before. I didn't know what to do.

"You took MY SON, MY SON and don't tell me where you guys were going? You could've sent a text or something." Shawn looked at me like I was a mad man. 

"I..I.. Um..I'm sorry."

"You sound like a damn child always fucking stuttering. Damn. WHAT THD FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOUR ASS. DO NOT TAKE MY SON EVER AGAIN. YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

" Shawn. Ok but I didn't think it would take that long."

"That doesn't matter. You took my son and left. YOU'RE OUT OF LINE. I DONT.GIVE.A.FUCK.  HOW CLOSE YOU THINK YOU ARE TO US NOW. You don't take my kid and not tell me."

"I m sorry Shawn. It won't happen again. Im sorry." I turned around and walked right back out the door and wiped away the tear that had escaped from my eye.

Shawn PoV

I sat back down, frustrated and annoyed. I know I shouldnt have snapped on her but  I have my reasons. Things have happened in the past and I don't want history to repeat itself.  Let me explain, Jerome's mom was a druggie. Sometimes she would bring Jerome as a kid with her to crack houses and try to sell him or use him to get drugs. I found out one day through one of my homeboys back in the day. I went and some nigga was on top of my son...I beat the fuck out that little bitch. He hadn't done anything YET. But I wasn't gonna sit around and let him try. After that, I left his mom and she OD'ed  a couple days later....so that is why I snapped. That is why I didn't control myself. I can't let anything happen to him and although he was too young to know what was happening I don't want anything to trigger some form of it.

I was thinking and I heard Jerome come out.

"Why?" He asked.

"What?"

"Why did you yell at Beyoncé like that? She didn't do ANYTHING TO YOU?"

'Jerome listen. I don't expect you to understand what I was thinking but if someone takes my kid I want to know WHERE THE HELL THEY'RE GOING . YOU UNDERSTAND AND DO NOT YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME?"

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT. ALL YOURS. YOU KNOW WHY SHE TOOK ME? BECAUSE SHE DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE ME ALONE,  WHEN SHE LEFT TO GO PACK HER BAGS .SHE IS LEAVING SO WE COULD WORK ON US, OUR RELATIONSHIP. I TOLD HER I FELT ALONE AND THAT IT ONLY GOT WORSE WHEN SHE CAME. SHE LEFT FOR ME. OUR RELATIONSHIP IS TRASH. ALL YOU DO IS WORK AND WHEN YOU GET HOME YOU JUST SAY HELLO AND SLEEP. WE HAVE OUR MOMENTS BUT THERE AREN'T ENOUGH. I WANT TO FEEL LIKE YOU LOVE ME BUT I DONT SO DAD YOURE DEAD WRONG." Jerome had tears in eyes and his fist balled up.

I looked at my son like a whole new person. I never knew how much pain I had caused him. I didn't know that I had failed him. I try so hard and I just can't get it right.

"Jerome come here" I patted the couch spot next to me. He reluctantly walks next to me and sat down.

"Look I know I haven't been the best dad but I'm trying. I love you so much and i want you to know that I am trying. If I do something wrong let me know so I can work on it. I love you kid. Ok?"

"Alright. Love you too"

I watched TV with Jerome for the next couple hours. I let him stay up even though he has school tomorrow. I layed in my room looking at the ceiling and turned over to go to bed.

I woke up the next day with a sense of happiness. Jerome came into my room waking me up.

"Dadddddddd time to get up." He sat on top of me as I tickled him.

"I'm up,  I'm up. Go ahead and get ready."

"Yea you too. You have that dragon breath." I chuckled and went into the bathroom and freshened up. I washed my face and when i looked up I came face to face with bey's toothbrush. I immediately felt regret and remorse when I saw it. I knew I was dead wrong for how I reacted yesterday. I needed to make up for how I acted.

I decided to drive Jerome to school today. I called Jerome and told him it was time to go.

"Dad where you going?" Jerome said quizzically.

"I'm going to drop you off at school?" I chuckled.

"Why?...."

"I thought you wanted us to bond more. I think I'm hurt  a little."

"I do, I do. Come on I'm gonna be late. By the way did you talk to doctor k? " He spoke as we walked out the door.

"Well no..I'm hoping I can get to talk to her."

"Ok..."Jerome shook his head as we went to the school.

We got there by 8 and I went straight to bey's office while Jerome ran off with some friends. Kelly told me she had just arrived and I could go in.

I walked in and her back was turned to me.

"Bey..." She turned around and a look of anger and horror engulfed my face......

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