Speechless**' : 2016

Chapter 7*

Chapter 7- Mine

Beyoncé:

            I slid down unto the floor holding my bloody left arm with my right. I couldn't help but to cry. I don't know what else to do--I've just cheated on the love of my life with someone who works for me and Idris isn't doing any better. This is the first time that Idris has actually hurt me without his hands. I rather the choking, grabbing and yelling, but his initials craved into my arm drove me completely insane. I've never felt so much rage go through my body all at once. I was crying angry and painful tears, wishing that he would step back into my home so I could get my revenge.

       After a few minutes of rocking back and forth with pain and suffering, my door opened--it wasn't Idris and it wasn't my family members, instead it was Shawn and Tory. I looked at the time on the clock above seeing that they were 15 minutes early. They stared at me almost as if I was deranged. Swiftly, Shawn went on his knees in front of me, taking up the bloody knife by my leg. He spoke softly. "Why?" His voice had somewhat of a crack in it, almost as if he was going to cry. I'm guessing that he thought that I cut myself. I instantly shook my head, denying that I would ever do such a thing. "Idris did it." Tory's jaw dropped as did Shawn's. Tory dropped on her knees next to him and cried heavily, soon enough Shawn did the same.

      "Why didn't you tell us that he has been doing this!!" Tory exclaimed, pulling her phone from her back pocket. "Tory, this is the first time he ever lifted any kind of deadly object on me." I responded. Shawn shook his head and looked at me with his dark brown eyes of his almost as though he was telling my sorry without words. He wiped his tears and glanced at Tory who had seemed to be dialing someone. I looked at her phone and saw "911" that's when I took her phone with my right arm and flung it across the room.

"What the fuck Beyonce'! She's doing the right thing man!" Shawn yelled after me, going for Tory's phone. She just sat there and stared at me. "Beyonce' you're not going to let him get away with this--right?" she pleaded. I scratched my hair, standing up. "This is my business to handle the two of you stay out of it." I replied in the rudest tone ever. "STAY THE FUCK OUT OF IT!" I shouted as I marched up to my bedroom, leaving them both downstairs to themselves.

             My heart sunk as I sat down on the edge of the bed, swinging my two feet. I was experiencing the worst headache ever. My door creaked open and Shawn's face was revealed. He walked in with rubbing alcohol and a bruise wrap. Sitting down next to me, I could see that he was in disbelief. "May I?" he asked, now being a butler instead of a concerned friend. I nodded and he took a napkin and gently placed it on my arm. "Ms. Knowles, I highly recommend that you see a doctor or at least hire a private one. These aren't scars. This is really deep and it can cause you major problems in the future if not treated soon." He had stated with some sort of firmness. I didn't respond though, I looked at him as he then wrapped my arm, securing it with a knot. He changed from a butler back into my friend real quick. "Beyoncé, I don't care how much you love this man. Enough is fucking enough, you hear me!" He softly yelled so Tory wouldn't hear him. I did nothing but stare. Who did this man think he was? A little sex and all of a sudden you're my mentor? I pulled my arm away from him, rolling my eyes right after.

"Ms. Knowles.." He sighed before he continued. "I know how much 7 years can mean, but no one and I mean no one should ever be treated this way! Especially not you. You're the most beautiful person that I know: inside and out. Please don't let this one slide; you've done it too many times." He pleaded. Once again, I ignored him. I couldn't help it. As I stared into his longing brown eyes, wishing that he'd captivated my heart, but for some strange reason, he didn't. Not at this moment. I wanted Idris. I wanted to explain myself, but every time he's around words can't seem to flow. Shawn sat there awfully upset and you could see it in the way his eyebrows twitched. He got up from my bed, making his way out and that's when I said. "Mind your fucking business. When I knew your shitty girlfriend was cheating did I but in? No, I let your gullible ass find out on your own. So leave me be." I knew what I said was wrong, Mr. Carter looked at me in surprise. His eyes lit up and his lips formed a frown. I didn't mean what I just said. I really didn't. Shawn's mouth opened as though he was going to insult me back, but it looks like he decided that saying less than what he had wanted to would have to do. "Good bye, Ms. Knowles." was all he stated as he left the room. He closed the door behind him. The shut startled me and my heart sank tremendously.

Shit...

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Idris Elba-

I sat in my car breathing as heavy as I could. I could almost kill that bitch. How dare she. I set off her career, her fan-base. Shit, without me there would be no fucking Beyonce' and that's how she decides to treat me!? What she had really thought?

I turned off my engine, thinking more for a while before I head towards the door. The Lord knows how bad I'm trying to keep calm, but I can't. I never cheated on this girl! Nothing but love her worthless ass. I sighed and face palmed myself.

I do love that woman more than everything. Maybe I overacted. Media Takeout is an unreliable source, but the pictures. I can't take it...

"Beyoncé..." I whispered to myself in a frustrated manner. That woman is fucking mine. Point blank, period. I need her. I just can't live without her.

I looked out my car window, huffing before I got out. I rung the doorbell, waiting for an answer.

It took me about 3 rings until the door knob turned.

He stared at me as I did at him.
"SHAWN FUCKING CARTER"

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Authors P.O.V.

I haven't updated in a year. That's crazy. I'm so so sorry. I know y'all probably have forgotten all about this book, lol.

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-Ruthy