(Shawn POV)
I woke up the next morning to Grace inches away from my face, the sun beaming in my face, a bad ass headache and for some reason my face feels like it has been ran over by a train.
"Gracie get out of Corey's face!" Bey yelled.
"He's woke!" Gracie yelled.
Why does everyone feel the need to yell this morning, I thought.
"Gracie get over here"
"But mommy he's woke."
"Gracie now!"
"Ok...."
I know she's mad at me, I just can't remember why. My guess is it has a lot to do with the state I'm in.
"Shawn..." I heard her say.
I sat up and looked at her. She's holding Gracie on her lap. After I cleared the vision in one of my eyes I answered.
"Yea?"
"You look terrible." She said.
"What happen last night Bey?"
"I don't know you tell me."
"I don't remember anything from last night."
"Hmmp."
"The last thing I remember is being inside a club."
"Well Shawn inside that club or outside the club....I don't know really but it looks like you got robbed and beat up."
"What?!?!"
"Gracie go play." Bey said and off Gracie went.
"Shawn I checked your pockets last night and besides a couple of bitches numbers they're empty."
"My phone?"
"Gone......"
"And my money and cards"
"Gone, Carter they got you."
I laid back on the bed.
"Shawn we really need to talk."
"Bey can this wait until I get my head together?"
"No."
"Well can it at least wait until I brush my teeth?"
She sighed and I went to brush my teeth. Beyonce is right, I look terrible. And to make matters worse I don't even remember what happen. I brushed my teeth and washed my face and then examined my face.....shit crazy. I look like, hell I don't even know what I look like. After I finished examining myself I went back into the room and saw Bey brushing Gracie's hair.
"If I wouldn't of stayed up half the night applying ice to your face it would of been worse." She said.
"Thank you." I said as I sat on the bed across from Gracie and Bey.
"That's what a girlfriend is suppose to do. I'm supposed to be there in your time of need."
I nodded.
"So Shawn-"
"Beyonce listen ummm I don't remember much of what happen last night but I do remember going somewhere with some lady and I got into a fight with some guy, why I don't know. I just remember being very drunk."
(Beyonce POV)
I shook my head.
"Bey I don't want you to get mad alright."
