Pregnant by my boss**' : 2015

Chapter Four: Jayson**'

Pregnant By My Boss

Chapter Four- Jayson.

"Dad! Dad!" Hailey shouted. "I'm busy!" I yelled back, but she didn't care; that only made her knock harder. I grunted, obviously annoyed at the fact that me and my wife can't ever be at peace with these kids being around.  Beyonce' pulled the sheets over her body, covering herself.  "Hailey, can't it wait!?" she yelled. I sighed as I got out of bed, pulling my pants back up.

"No! Someone was here!"

"Open the door, it's probably your brother!" Hailey can be so damn gullible. Maybe if you would look at whose at the door, you'll find out. If you can't tell, I'm really annoyed.

"Kyle is in his bedroom! Someone was here! Come please, and hurry up!" She sounded aggravated, but yet scared; then is when I began to worry. Maybe I should take this into consideration. Someone was after my wife earlier today and I have no doubt that they know where we live. This could've been it. I huffed out a large amount of air as I opened up the door.

That's when I saw Hailey with my gun in her hand.

"HAILEY!"

"He has my baby!" she yelled.

And just then, the gun went off.

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          Hailey had pulled the trigger. I stood there, shocked and filled with eerie. Just then Beyoncé's voice spoke softly. "Carter..." she whispered, but me myself couldn't open my mouth, even if I tried, no words would come out. Seeing Hailey holding a gun and hearing it go off was extremely astounding and I feel ingenious to even think this is reality.

Maybe it's a dream? I hope it is a dream. I closed my eyes and opened them back up and realized that it couldn't have been. This happened whether I liked it or not- it happened. Hailey then ran to where ever she had shot and grabbed her baby up, drowning in tears when she had. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I fell to the floor. Blinking a few times there was my wife looking at me, I couldn't hear her screaming, but I could see the fear in her eyes, but after that, I saw nothing.

Beyoncè Carter (Point of View)

       I  looked at Carter as my body shook. Everything was a huge instant blur. I looked at Hailey who rocked back and forth with the baby in her lap. Carter laid there unconscious, my head started pounding as I pulled my phone calling 911
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I walked back and forth in Carter and I's bedroom. I can't believe fucking Jayson tried to come after us once more. I was shaking as my husband looked towards me the same way. "I can't fucking believe that nigga." He whispered to himself.

I sat besides him.

We have to do something. He vandalized our car and became a huge threat to our family. Hailey didn't get to shoot him, but the shot sure did scare him away. Hailey had gotten her baby back and now it was up to us, the adults, the make a finalized decision.

"Carter, we have to leave." I mumbled.

"I was thinking the very same thing."

We looked at each other and frowned. We've been here for some time now, we have even built a new life here, but it's time to go to our actual home now.

"But baby."

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to find that nigga and fuck him the fuck up." Was all he said before he stood up and grabbed his coat. Soon enough he was out the door.

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Carter's P.O.V.

Who does that motherfucker think he is? Coming into my home. Touching my car. He must want to fucking die tonight. I had dialed Yolanda's number a few times but no answer. I had driven all around town. Asked the police station, stopped by his old place and no sight of him anywhere.

I grunted loud and kicked my feet against the curb as I stood outside his vacant home. "Jayson Reynald. I thought.

I went back into my car and driving back to my hotel. Why the fuck would Jayson come after us right after he left prison. Isn't he dating Yolanda?
This is pathetic. I need him gone-for good.

I pulled up outside of the hotel, walking in and going up to my room door.

"I was out of luck today, I didn't find him." I announced as I sat by Adrianna and Kyle. "Oh my God, dad. We need to find him. He touched my child!"

"I know." I breathed in and out until I finally got up, heading to my room.

"Daddy Beyoncé said she is doing something. Don't bother her please." Kyle told me.
"That only goes for you, son.

I went up to the door and turned the knob, but it was locked.  I rolled my eyes. Why the fuck she locking doors.
"Beyoncé, come open the damn door." I said rudely because I was already ticked off.

No one answered.
I pulled out my key for the door and opened it myself.

I couldn't believe what the fuck I saw.

"Beyoncé what the fuck!!!"

She sat there sniffing fucking crack !!!

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AUTHOR'S POV

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