《Past Is The Past [Finished]》No More Secrets
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Beyoncé's POV
"Mama." I said when I caught up with her.
"Bey, I just need a minuet." She said when she sat in one of the chairs in the waiting room.
I sighed and sat down by her.
"I just wasn't expecting her to say that." She said.
"I wasn't either." I said.
"How did I not know?" She said. "I knew when you and Solange lost your virginity, hell I knew when Kelly did."
"Ma, you can't blame yourself." I said.
"I should've paid more attention." She said.
"Ma, it's okay." I said. "But right now we need to go back in there because Angel probably feels some type of way for us leaving."
"I just needed a minuet after hearing all that." She said.
After a few minutes of sitting we got up and went back in the session. We sat down for a minuet not really saying anything.
"Angel, I'm not mad at you." My mom said. "I'm just disappointed you didn't tell me."
"Mama, it wasn't something easy to tell you." Angel said.
"I know." My mom said. "Why did you do it?"
"In all honesty, most of the kids I was hanging around were older and they was telling me to get it over with and it would feel good." She said.
"And how did it feel?" I asked.
"It was terrible but I only did it once. They kept telling me to do it again but I didn't." She said.
"But why didn't you at least tell me?" I asked.
I'm not gonna lie, I feel some type of way. I get it, don't tell mommy but I'm her sister, she could've told me.
"I was ashamed." She said. "Mommy always said that when you have sex your giving a special gift away to someone you love and I just gave up my gift to someone I didn't truly love. I felt like y'all wouldn't look at me the same."
"I would never look down on you." I said.
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"You did when I got locked up." She said.
"I wasn't looking down at you, I was pissed off." I said.
"Understandable." She said.
"Angel wanted you all to know this so their would be no more secrets." The therapist said.
"And there are no more right?" My mom asked.
"No more." Angel said. "I promise. But can I ask something?"
My mom nodded.
"Are y'all gonna tell Daddy and Jay?" She asked.
I laughed a little because she looked scared.
"I'm not telling Jay, it's not his business." I said.
"Mommy." She said.
She sighed.
"No, unless he ask which I know he won't." She said.
Angel sighed in relief.
"Now, since everything is out in the open I think this session is over." The therapist said. "Would you like to come and talk again?"
"How about I come when I need to talk." Angel said.
"That's fine." She said.
We got up to leave and went to the car. We decided to go to lunch. We arrived at the restaurant and ordered our food.
"Have you seen the boy since?" My mom asked Angel.
Angel nodded as she sipped.
"Yeah, when I went to that party." She said. "He was there, we exchanged some words and me and Leon left."
"Do you still have feelings for him?" I asked.
"No, not at all and I don't really have any ill feelings for him either." She said.
"So what you gonna do for the rest of the summer, well year since you done with school." My mom asked.
"I need a job, I'm bored." She said. "Do Jay need any help at the record label or something? Or I could still assist you when you in town."
"I'll see what I can do but I don't want you moving too fast. I want you to just relax." I said.
"I understand." she said. "But for real, I want to go to Made In America so bad."
"I know you do but you can't boo." I said.
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"I know." She said.
Our food finally arrived.
"You gonna tell your other sisters?" My mom asked.
"I got to but Solo is gonna kill me." She said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Cause she asked me and I lied to her." She said. "None of y'all never really asked me if I was still a virgin."
"She's not gonna kill you." Ma said.
"Yeah, okay." Angel said.
I actually agree with Angel. Solo may not literally kill her but she gonna get a tongue lashing of a lifetime and I hope I'm around when it happens cause it's gonna be funny as hell.
~A Week Later~
"Alright, I'll see you in like two weeks." I said to Angel.
Me and Blue stopped over to see mama and Angel before I had to head to Philly.
"Yeah, I know." She said as she played with Blue. "I wish you were celebrating your birthday here but I get it."
"Girl, shut up." I said. "I'll be back."
"Then you going away again." She said.
"Don't worry, it won't be for long and we've been over this." I said.
"I know, I'm just gonna miss Blue." She said.
"What about me?" I asked.
"Whatever." She said shrugging.
I mushed her head.
"But anyway, as soon as January hit and it's my birthday I'm getting the heck out of this country." She said.
"You tell mama where you wanna go yet." I asked.
"I don't know where yet, tell me how Spain was when you get back and I'll figure something out." She said.
I picked up Blue from her lap and hugged her.
"Answer my call when I call on your birthday, I don't know Spain time but I'm calling you US time." She said.
"Don't do that it's gonna be 6am." I said.
"Okay." She said.
"Angel." I said.
"I go it." She said laughing.
The door opened and in walked Solange. Oops, did I forget to tell Angel she was coming over? My bad.
"What you doing here?" Angel asked.
"I heard you had something to tell me." Solo said.
"Hey Jeulz, lets go say by to grandma before we leave." I said.
"Bey, why you do that?" I heard.
"I didn't anything." I said as I laughed to my moms room.
"Grandma!" Jeulz said as he jumped on the bed and over to my mom.
"Solange is here?" She asked and I nodded.
"Did you call her?" She asked.
I hid a smile.
"She said she was coming anyway." I said.
"What?!" We all heard.
I sat Blue down on the bed and went to make sure nothing serious was happening.
"Why did you lie to me?" Solo asked.
"I just didn't feel it was the right time to tell anyone." Angel said.
"I get Bey and Ma, but really me? Why didn't you tell me?" She asked.
"I didn't want to tell anyone." Angel said.
Solange sat there looking stuck and Angel looked at me. I went over and sat with them.
"The importance is now you know." I said to Solange.
She nodded after awhile.
"Seriously y'all no more secrets." She said.
"Deal." Angel said.
"Deal." I said.
"All right, y'all have fun and maybe mama will let me stream the festival. Well not you." She said looking at me.
"What?" I said.
"I know you not streaming. I understand why though but your fans gonna be mad." She said laughing.
"Most people already put it on YouTube any way." I said.
"Alright." She said.
"You still punished?" Solo asked.
"I think, we'll find out when I ask for my laptop back." She said.
"Can you stay out of trouble while we're gone?" I asked.
"I'll try." She said smiling.
"You play with mama entirely too much." Solo said.
"But I'm the baby and can get away with it." She said.
"Oh shut up." I said as I went and got Blue and Juelz from mama.
We finally left and was headed to Philly.
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