Beyoncé's POV

Well that's not the full truth.

Eighteen ish years ago when I was in high school and my insanity was at its peak. I was dating this guy jay, at the time I was disgustingly bi because well I didn't have the private parts I have now...

Lemme make this as non confusing as possible. So as many may not know my parents are evil scientists and I'm not even bullsh*tting to you. Once I turned 16 they found out that I have split personality disorder and conduct disorder they decided to do experiments and tests on me which actually drove me insane and caused me to develop oppositional defiant disorder.

Then they started giving me a bunch of undiagnosed symptoms and eventually medicine which made my behavior and outburst much worse. One day I tried telling them I didn't want to be their lab rat they started abusing me physically and emotionally.

After a while my behavior had become intolerable and they sent me to a intuition for the summer where they drugged me, tie me up, and watched me break under their cameras. I truly felt like a monster. To make matters worse some guy in there raped me and tortured me when I wasn't being 'compliant'.

Once the summer was over I was completely dead inside. I lost my need to speak and my will to live. It felt like my life wasn't mines but theirs. There was nothing I could do or say so I just became compliant. Whatever experiment or drug they wanted to give me I just accepted it. When they beat and yelled at me I just sat there completely numb.

When I returned back to school I started noticing my growing belly. There's was only one guy I had sex with. And it was unwillingly. I didn't tell anyone and I began shutting everyone out especially Kelly.

In the mist of all of this I met Teyana. She was the most beautiful girl I ever laid eyes on and she was so humble yet she held this demeanor. I had a few classes with her and she was always in her own world. She never was in drama or in boys face she was just her.

I was always kinda that too but not willingly. Ever since I was younger I've shown symptoms of conduct disorder which means I have severe aggression and antisocial behaviors with little to no guilt or concern regarding my actions so making friends wasn't the easiest. I started isolating myself because I didn't want to hurt or upset anyone. This is makes me think of the time my parents took me to the park.

Flashback to when bey was 6

"Hi I'm Beyonce can I play with you guys"

"yea sure but after we finish this round" the girl smiled causing me to smile back. She was really pretty.

"YOURE NAME IS WHAT" an arrogant boy said.

"I-it's b-beyo-" he cut me off.

"SPIT IT OUT WHATS WRONG WITH YOU ARE YOU SCARED OR SOMETHING" he got in my face as well as other kids.

"N-no!"

"WELL YOU SURE DO SSSOUND LIKE IT" he mocked my stutter. The other kids laughed in my face including her.

The boy pissed me off but the girl laughing hurt me. Before he could say anything else I pounced on him causing him to fall back. I grabbed his neck and banged his head against the metal bars which they should really not have at a child's park!

His head started bleeding and parents and kids started surrounding us trying to pull me off him. Once they got hold on my arms I jumped on his ankle probably breaking it. He winced in pain calling for his ugly a** parents.

Once they picked the boy up all the other parents looked at me with disgust and shamed me. I was only 6 so of corse I ran to my parents crying.

"Bumble what happened" my father looked concerned.

"They're being mean to me!" I cried

"Who" my mother looked at the angry mob coming towards us.

"IS THIS YOUR CHILD"

"And is! who's asking"

"YOU NEED TO DISCIPLINE YOUR DAUGHTER SHE IS CRAZY!"

I cried harder at her words.

"NO WHAT YOU NEED TO DO IS BACK TF UP OUT HA FACE FO I SHOW YOU WHAT WE DO IN LOUISIANA"

The lady and mob eventually backed away then the girl from early approached me.

"WHY WOULD YOU HURT HIM"

"He was being mean to me I didn't me-"

"UGH WHO CARES SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH YOU"

"Wha-"

"YOURE NEVER ALLOWED TO PLAY WITH US AGAIN! ESPECIALLY NOT MY BOYFRIEND CUS YOU ARE CRA"

Before she could finish that sentence I pushed her, unfortunately for her she was standing behind a street and a car was passing by.

May she rest in peace and may her 'boyfriend' burn in hell.

Flashback over

I think that's when I first started liking girls. Once I got into middle school I started really exploring my sexuality. 6th grade year a girl named Kelly moved a few houses down. I was determined to make her my friend or maybe even more.

She was so beautiful and smart and in class she was confident and social. I was obsessed with the girl. After stalking her and a few awkward encounters we finally became the bestest of friends. We were inseparable everywhere she was I was right beside her.

After a while I gotten very clingy and possessive over her which she started finding annoying because she wanted other friends and I wanted her to myself. One day we were on a field trip and she was going back and forth from me to her other friends which upset me.

I wanted to be her only friend, so I didn't speak to her the rest of the trip and she could tell I was mad. After hours of trying to pull it out of me I finally told her what's wrong and even confessed my love for her. We started dating after that and my possessiveness got worse!

One day she was having a sleepover with me and the rest of her friends for her birthday and well...

Flashback Kelly's POV

I was throwing a sleepover for my 12th birthday and I had few friends over along with beybey. I was scared for how this was going to go cus knowing bey she gon get mad about something but I been helping her stay calm so far.

It was 1 am and the girls was still playing a bunch of board games and doing pranks. Me and bey were tapped out tho so she laid on my bed and fell asleep I was about to crawl next to her but Nadia insisted I played one more around so I just sat close to my bed occasionally rubbing Bey and touching her hair.

I really like her a lot. When we're alone everything is so perfect but once we get around other people it's horrible. I get spending alone time together but I still want to have friends as well. I even try including her but she still doesn't like it.

However she was on her best behavior tonight so when everyone goes to sleep shes getting kisses. But I don't think these girls going to sleep anytime soon.

"Ouu bey is sleep" Nadia said with a sinister smile.

"And?" I mugged her cus what tf that mean.

"Let's prank her"

"No" I immediately said

"Oh yea it's a sleepover we have to prank the first person who falls asleep!" London jumped in

"Absolutely not, she barely like you guys so I already know she's going to flip let's just watch a movie"

"Ok cool"

The girls looked disappointed but I don't give a d*mn they not finna mess with bey after she been nice to them all day. 30 mins into the movie my mom called me into her room. She was telling me tell them stop screaming cus it's 2 in the morning and she got work tomorrow.

Once I made my way back to the room there was more screaming but not coming from them but from bey..

"OMG" she was fully drenched and so was my bed. Sigh.

Nadia was laughing while the other girls started moving towards a corner, Bey was completely losing her sh*t. And since Nadia kept laughing in her face which is a no no bey attacked her causing her to fall to the ground. Next thing I know Bey on top of her choking her and blood starts running through the carpet. F*ck!

Everyone was terrified, girls were crying, screaming, and calling their parents to come get them. Once everyone left and the ambulance came to get Nadia. Me, my mom, bey, and her parents were sitting at the dining table in an uncomfortable silence.

Week later

I didn't speak to Bey after my party. I was mad at her for ruining my party and because now I wasn't able to throw any more parties, the girls wouldn't speak to me, everyone stopped speaking to me actually plus I wasn't allowed to hang out with bey let alone speak to her.

I was at my locker one day and she came up to me.

"I guess this means we're breaking up"

I looked at her with an angry expression not saying anything.

"And I guess you hate me like everyone does now" I heard her voice crack.

I looked at her and she had tears coming down her face. I wiped them.

"I don't hate you bey but yes we do have to break up my mom doesn't want me around you"

"Can we at least still walk home together and eat lunch together"

"Sure" I pulled her in for a hug and give her a small peck.

I still like her but maybe we're better off as friends.

Flashback over

Geez why did my childhood suck. Anyways once I met T we became really close and I actually told her about the sh*t I was going through. She didn't judge me or stopped talking to me she just comforted me. Like I wish Kelly would have. Me and her started dating after while but I did feel the need to tell her I was indeed pregnant.

Once Kelly found out we were dating she was pissed! Me and Kelly were more than best friends we were sisters and it was obvious she began to develop feelings for me again but I didn't want to complicate my or her life any more than it is. She was also mad at how easily I let T in but still didn't tell her what was going even tho I knew her since middle school.

Anyways I told my parents I was pregnant and well...