I Love You (Book2)

•I LOVE YOU 8•

I woke up and looked down hoping to see Beyoncé, unfortunately she wasn't there. I put on some boxer and sweatpants. I just walked like that downstairs and began to look for her. "Babe?" I asked.

"In the kitchen," she called. I don't know what she may be doing there cause she can't cook but ok.

I walked inside the kitchen and saw her completely naked baking something. "Baby, what are you doing?" I asked her.

"Well I figured after you woke up you would be hungry," she explained with a smile.

"Um well what are you cooking?" I asked her wrapping my arms around her naked waist.

"I'm making you some brownies," she said smiling as she mixed the brown dough.

"Hmm it looks good," I said licking my lips.

"Want to lick?" She asked.

I nodded and began to lift her up, "What are you doing?" She giggled.

"About to lick, what it look like?" I asked her about to spread her legs as she laid on the island.

"I meant the spoon," Bey laughed while lifting it up to my lips.

"Now I feel stupid," I said taking the wooden spoon from her.

She just laughed hopping off and got a spatula or whatever to transfer the chocolate from the bowl to the oven Pyrex. "Umm, Bey?" I called sitting down on one of the stools at the counter.

"What's up, baby," she replied with a smile leaning over the marble island.

"Not to be rude or whatever but-"

"I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO," she yelled in a fake cry voice.

"What?"

"I'M SORRY. I WAS PLAYING WITH YOUR BASEBALL BAT AND BROKE YOUR TROPHY." She blurted out.

"WHAT!?"

"Oh, you weren't talking about that?" She asked biting her lip.

"No, I wasn't but thank you for your honesty," I said sarcastically.

"Well what were you going to say?" She asked coming up to me and standing between my legs.

"Where's your ring? Did you not like it?" I asked her nervous.

"No! I love it! It's beautiful, I just took it off so I could bake you brownies," she said.

"Oh, can you get me something to drink, babe?" I asked her.

"Of course Jiggy Wiggy," she giggled.

(YO I DON'T REMEMBER WHERE I READ THIS BUT SOMEONE HAD COMMENTED THAT. I CANNOT EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE THAT NICKNAME)

"Jiggy Wiggy? The fuck that means?" I asked her scrunching up my face.

"Ew don't do that with your face, you look like an ugly bulldog," she said scrunching her eyebrows.

"Bulldogs are adorable excuse you," I said rolling my eyes.

"That's why I said ugly!" She giggled.

"Can we go back to my question?" I asked her.

"Oh yeah. So you know how the people in the drug stuff called you Jay or Jigga, I just decided to make it cute," she explained smiling, making me smile.

I just chuckled and shook my head at her as she opened the fridge and took out a Sprite can.

"Catch!" She said and I turned around ready to catch.

Tell me why this girl ain't even make the Sprite land a foot from me. "Bey how the fuck you gon make a bottle pop in the air?" I asked her laughing.

"Shut up! Now I'm all wet," she groaned wiping off her thighs with a napkin.

"I could lick it off you," I suggested.

"I'm good. Actually, help me look for my ring," she said throwing away the paper towel.

"I thought you had it," I said as I took a new can out the fridge.

"I do," she said nodding, "It's just not in my possession right now," she said nervously.

"So you don't have it.." I said slowly.

"I just don't have it on me right now!"

"Which is exactly what I mean, you don't have it," I said chuckling.

"Shut up. Carter, this is a big deal!" She said tearing up.

"Aye relax. I'll help you look for it," I told her wrapping my arms around her, trying to calm her down.

"Ok, come on, let's look in my room," she said wiping her tears.

It seems to me a little weird that Bey is crying over everything when not long ago she wouldn't show any emotion.

I walked with her upstairs and she searched the hallway since we fucked it up too on round 3. I began searching her bedroom starting with the bed.

"Ew is that.. a raisin?" I asked myself taking off the sheets.

"JAY! I CAN'T FIND IT!" I heard Bey whine.

"KEEP LOOKING!" I called back.

I started looking through Bey's desk. She had the weirdest shit. A 'That Was Easy' button you press, an automatic spinner to choose a highlighter, a book of memes and even a rotten jolly ranchers.

Then I looked inside her fish tank and saw her, now, two dead fish. Yep two, I bought her a Dory so she could match it with her Nemo.

Don't tell her this but Nemo has been dead since she threw that tennis ball at her fish tank by accident.

So apart from my childhood dead in that tank, guess what was at the bottom?

"BEY I FOUND IT!" I called and not even a second later I heard her Land Before Time loud ass foot steps.

"You did?" She looked at it in my palm and took it from my hand. "Omg I love you so so so so much!" She then began kissing all over my face.

Not that I was complaining about the kisses but if I had to put my hand in that dirty fish tank with two dead bodies and poop floating around I deserve payback. And yes there was poop too, Bey just can't take care of fish.

"Bae, I have bad news tho," I said.

She turned around so fast and took my baseball bat, "Say you're breaking up with me and I'll leave your skin so damn pail people will think you died years ago," she said through greeted teeth.

"What the fuck? No," she sighed in relief and through the bat somewhere across the room.

"Well, then what is it baby?" She asked looking up at me while hugging onto my chest.

"Your fish died," I said.

"Shawn! Don't joke about that!" She said smacking my chest.

"I'm not, I swear look," I told her.

She turned to look and then looked at me fast, "Shit! Shawn! Stop scaring me, they are just sleeping," she chuckled.

Is she dumb or is she...?

"No Bey. I'm pretty sure if they ain't swimming it means they dead," I told her.

"Shawn! I thought they were sleeping this whole time! That's why I didn't feed them! Oh my god," she said gasping before covering her mouth, "I'M A MURDERER!" She yelled crying.

Ok this is definitely not how I saw my afternoon going, mourning the death of some fish with a crazy ass woman?