"What the fuck is that?" Kim spat as she sat on Zay's bed looking at his small TV in his dorm room. They had been dating for about a month now and Kim was... whatever.
Zay sat up and looked at her. "What? What is what?"
Kim pointed at the screen and waited for Beyonce and Shawn to appear on the screen again. "That! What the fuck is that?"
"What you mean Bey and Shawn? What about them?"
Kim looked at the couple strolling on some strip and holding one another as they smiled at some cameras. It looked like some red carpet event or something. What the hell were they doing on TV? At a red carpet event? Where the fuck were they?
"I mean why are they on TV? Where the hell are they?"
Zay looked at the TV. "You mean you ain't know?"
"Know what?"
Zay stood up and went to his closet. He was bored as fuck and Kim wasn't doing shit so he was finna go find something to fucking do. "Shawn got drafted."
Kim made a face. "You mean like the military?"
Zay almost laughed at her dumb ass but he bit down on his lip. "Na, like the NFL."
"What?!"
"Yeah," he said coming from the closet with a jacket and some shoes. "He plays for the Dolphins. Well not yet but he will next season."
"Like the actual Dolphins? No bullshit?" Kim felt her chest cave in. How the hell did she not know about something like that? She tried to remember the last time she'd seen Shawn play football to test his skill. She felt stupid when she realized that she hadn't seen him play since freshman year. She had been so wrapped up in doing her own thing she never went to his games. She had no idea that he was that good. If she'd known... she would be on the red carpet. Not Beyonce.
"Yeah, legit type shit... him and Beyonce withdrew and now he's taking care of them. They have a big ass place in Florida. That's what I heard."
Kim almost growled at the mention of her name. "He took her?" she tried to say as nonchalantly as she could.
"Yep," Zay said tying his shoe. "Look I'm a fnna go get something to eat. You want something?"
Kim waved her hand distractedly. "Yeah, a Caesar salad and a bottle of water, I guess."
Zay nodded. He stood up and walked over to his desk. "Ya money in ya wallet?"
"What?""Baby I'm broke. It ain't like you ain't got it, here I found it." Zay pulled out her wallet and Kim watched him take out a crisp twenty. A twenty she had planned on going shopping for dress shoes for her basketball banquet with. A twenty she had to beg her daddy to put into her account. Now she would have to beg her mom. I bet that bitch tips in twenties now, Kim thought bitterly about how much Beyonce gave valet to park her fucking car. "Ya daddy be takin' good care of you."
Shawn use to take better care of me, she thought bitterly. "Ay, fold this for me? My roommate be bitchin' if my side ain't as clean as his. He already snitched to the dorm resident twice." Zay picked up a laundry basket full of clothes and sat it on the bed next to her naked body bunched up in the sheets. They had just fooled around and then he went to shower. Now he was leaving. "Thanks bay," he said planting a hard kiss on her temple.
Kim hated the relationship she was in now. Zay was a terrible boyfriend considering what she was previously use to.
She looked at the TV again and noted how... expensive Beyonce looked. Her dress looked designer and her hair looked perfect. She felt like an idiot. All of that was supposed to be hers. How could she let that woman come in and take her celebrity boyfriend and giant house and designer clothes? Now she was with a jerk who fucked her but never kissed her on the lips because he said he wasn't in love with her, never paid for anything, and washed her off of him after they did it like she was nasty or something.
It was horrible. Now she was saddled with a sorry excuse for a boyfriend and three extra credits to make up because she skipped class so much last semester she'd failed her finals... three fucking finals. Kim threw herself back on her pillows and tried to wipe the image of Beyonce and Shawn living together smiling comfortably at one another out of her mind. That was suppose to be her life and she just let it go. She didn't know how she could have been that stupid. She let a perfectly good man go for an asshole.

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