Complicated : (2014)✔️

Chpt. 26

Beyonce's P.o.v.

Me and Shawn walked back on the ship hand in hand. We finally reached my room. I dug in my bag looking for my card to open the door. I found it. Shawn turned me around to face him. "So no good night kiss?" he asked. I chuckled. I leaned in to give him a peck. But he placed his upper teeth on my bottom lip softly bringing me back in to kiss him. I placed my hands behind his head and with the other I pushed my card in the door. The door opened and Shawn almost walked in with me. I pressed my hands on his chest. I pulled away from the kiss. "Don't come in, we might do something dirty.." I whispered. He smirked"We'll just clean it up" He leaned back in to kiss me. I tilted my head backwards and his lips flowed down my lips to under my chin towards my neck. I gripped his chest and backed into my door. "Good night Shawn.." I said seductively. I backed away with my eyes never drifting away from his. I walked backwards towards my room and smirked at Shawn as I closed the door slowly. I giggled to myself and turned around. I gasped and jumped when I saw someone in my room. But I realized they had to work here since they were in white and they were making an animal with the towels. I cleared my throat. "Hey." I said. He turned around. I realized it was my ex. The same one that said "you moved to big things now.." He just stared at me until he spoke. "Beyonce?" he said. I nodded. "Its me.. and whats your name again.. I just cant seem to remember.. Jason, Jaden, Glarious..." He shook his head. "Michael." I chuckled cause I wasn't even close to his name. "Yeah.. Michael Smith. The guy who cheated on me five times cause I didn't give into him. I remember you now.." I said. He chuckled but shook his head. "I changed." he said. "Well good for you." I said. I sat down on the couch and crossed my legs taking off my heels. I placed them on the side. I walked inside the bathroom and took off my clothes and placed my robe on. I walked back in my room and crawled in the bed.. "You missed a spot." I said pointing at a clear spot on my dressing table. He looked at me. I saw his eyes drift down towards my legs. I clapped my hands. "Clean bitch." I said jokingly. He chuckled. "You changed." I raised my eyebrows. "Huh?" "The shyness is gone. You're cursing. You got taller." "Your point is?" He just looked at me. "Are you dating that guy?" he asked. I glared at him and sat up. "This concerns you how?" He sighed. "Please answer" "Didn't you see us connecting?" I asked. He laughed at the word I used. "I saw ya'll kissing. I also saw his hands drift down to your rare end." he said. I chuckled. "So... obviously.." I said. He just gave me a smile but I knew it was fake. "Whats going on with you?" I asked. He shrugged. "Its hard noticing that what you had is beautiful and then you see them with someone else." He said. I raisee my eye brows and wiggled them. "You feel exactly how I felt." "I don't know if I've said this but Im sorry Beyonce." I chuckled. "Trust me. You have.." He laughed. "For real?" "Maybe a million times its no big deal." I said. He laughed. I layed back down and lifted up my leg. The door had a knock. I pressed the button. "Come in.." I said. Shawn walked in. He looked at me then back at Michael. "Uhh, babe?" he said. "I met him cleaning. What happened?" He looked back at me. He walked past Michael and grabbed my hand bringing me outside with him. He took my card and closed the door. "You're in there alone with him!?" He exclaimed. I nodded. "Yeah.. Whats the problem he is cleaning." "I can name two problems. One, he obviously still likes you TWO LOOK AT WHAT YOU'RE WEARING!" I jumped back. "Well excuse me for wanting to hit the shower." I said. He sighed. "Shawn you gotta trust me..It was one time. Let it go.." He nodded. "Now what happened?" I asked. "We gotta go." "Go!? I was starting to love it here." "Me too, but the police are on still on Trey's case. I have to make up with Kate before she tells off. They even placed a money award and placed signs saying "SOMEBODY KNOWS SOMETHING!" I sighed. "Okay Shawn. Go call your wife." He gazed at me. "Beyonce dont start please.." he said. I shrugged and pulled my card away from him. "Beyonce.." I turned around and pushed the card in the door. He turned me around and placed his hand on my chest. "Beyonce.. I hate when you act like this.." I looked him dead in the eyes. "Act like what Shawn!? Act like what!? I told you to go call your fucking wife!" He held my waist. "Baby... Calm down, you know I want you. I just need to make things right with Katie.." "Shawn, you make no sense. Why would she not tell on you when yall getting a divorce!? That bitch is the devil. You don't know her.." He pushed his fingers through my hair trying to calm me down.. "Beyonce, please just work with me.." I placed my hand on his chest and removed his hands from mines. "Didn't I tell you to go call your wife?" I whispered. I took his hand off my waist and walked inside. He pulled my hand.. "Beyonce, don't be mad at me." I just looked at him. I wiggled my hand to get away from his grip. I walked inside and Shawn walked in. "You gotta go." he told Michael. Michael looked at Shawn. "Im doing my job." "Pass by later. When she aint in here." Michael just nodded and walked out the door. "The only company I had and you kick him out?" "I dont trust him." "Shawn, you dont trust anyone that talks to me." "Thats not true." I slowly behan pushing him out the door. "Shawn its true. Now go call Katie and please tell me what happened tomorrow." He nodded and kissed me. "Love you." He said. "Yeah I love you too, now bye.." I gently pushed him out. He chuckled and walked to his room.