Finally Yours | Trey Songz & Kelly Rowland

Solange
Saturday, May 20

Lala, Michelle, Beyoncé and I are chillin in Kelly's house this morning. Today's a studio day for her. She had already left the house long before we came, but we decided to stay anyway. I don't know if Trey's here or not but if he is, he probably sleeping or something.

"You think Kelly will be mad at us for eating all this food?" Lala asked as we were sitting on the couch, circulating a bag of Hot Cheetos between the four of us.

"She'll be ight," I replied. "She's not really supposed to be eating this type of food anyway. She's supposedly on some diet as she's working on this album."

"Well we not supposed to be eating these Cheetos right now either. It's still morning," Bey chimed in.

"Then why yo jaws chomping the hardest out of all of us?" I retorted.

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm surprised Kelly listened to Trey and got that new producer," Lala said. "Props to her."

"She never did..." I began. They all looked at me with widened eyes. "I told her yesterday to tell Trey the truth. She said she was scared so I gave her a little plan...I'm guessing it worked since she's in the studio right now."

"Wait, what was the plan?" Bey asked.

"I told her to fuck the shit out of him and then tell him. The pussy will distract him so he wouldn't get mad."

"Lil girl!" Bey exclaimed, looking at me with a shocked look. I shrugged. My sister will probably never accept the fact that I'm grown and I will say grown things.

"Bitch! YES!" Lala cackled, giving me a high five. "That sounds like something I would've said!"

"See, it's a great plan right?" I laughed.

"A perfect one!"

"Y'all need Jesus," Michelle mumbled.

"Oh come on Chelle. Get off your holy high horse for once and just admit it's a clever ass plan." I stared at intently, trying to make her laugh.

"...Okay it is a smart plan," she laughed and we all laughed with her.

"But...why does it sound like a personal experience?" Bey asked me. I rolled my eyes. Oh Lord.

"I mean, whether it is or not, it's none of ya damn business," I said, sticking my tongue out.

"It is my business!"

"Um last time I checked, your name is Beyoncé Knowles not Tina Knowles. And honestly it wouldn't be none of mama's business either."

"You and that mouth," Beyoncé mumbled, shaking her head.

"This mouth can do a lot of things," I smirked. She looked at me as if I had two heads. I'm grown Bey. I'm grown.

"Well well well, look who's here!" Lala said, looking towards the staircase. We followed her gaze and saw Trey walking down the stairs.

"What y'all doing here?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Wow, hello to you too Tremaine," Bey said.

Trey waved her off. "Y'all know Kelly ain't here right?"

"We're aware," Lala shrugged. "You don't want us to keep you company?"

"Y'all could've at least brought the men with you."

"Oh that's how you feel?" Bey gasped. "We ain't even come here for you. We just wanted Kelly's food."

"Wow," he chuckled. "Y'all hella comfortable."

"Says the nigga that be here more than in his own house!" she fired back.

"For your information, I live here now," he stated. We all gasped, looked at each other, then back at him.

"You lying!" Michelle exclaimed.

"I'm so serious."

"Since when?" I asked.

"Since last night."

Damn, so a lot more happened last night than I thought. Was the sex that good? I think I might need to ask Kelly for some tips.

"It was only a matter of time," Lala smiled. "I'm surprised you didn't move in sooner."

"So I'm guessing you took it well," I chimed in.

"Took what well?" Trey asked.

"What Kelly told you last night."

"I don't remember Kelly telling me anything."

I cocked my head to the side in confusion. "Are you sure?"

"I mean she was starting to say something, but then she said never mind," he said. "She said it was nothing serious so I let it go."

I sighed and rubbed my temples. Why is Kelly like this? She always makes things harder for herself and when you try to help her, she be on some bullshit. And then she wanna sit here and cry when things fall apart.

"I'm guessing it's something I should know about," Trey said slowly.

"Well..." Bey said. I could tell she didn't want to rat Kelly out but I've had enough of this shit.

"Kelly's still working with Derek," I blurted out.

"Solo!" Lala hissed, glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and looked over at Trey, who was standing there in silence. I couldn't really read his facial expression but I know he's mad.

We sat there in an awkward silence and Trey just stood at the staircase. He suddenly started chuckling and grabbed his keys from the kitchen counter, storming out of the house.

"Solange what the hell?!" Lala shouted. "You didn't have to snitch."

"No fuck that," I snapped. "I told her exactly what to do, but she wanted to do some nonsense instead. She's just digging a bigger hole for herself. At this point, whatever happens next is her fault."

Lala sighed. "You right..."

"Duh, I knew that already." I rolled my eyes.

"This is gonna go downhill real quick," Michelle commented.

"Well, y'all better fasten your seatbelts..."

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Short chapter, I know. I decided to split this into more than one part instead of putting everything in one long chapter.

But what did you think? Was Solange outta line or did she do the right thing?

What's gonna happen next? 👀

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