6inch/Jay and Bey

🍷Fourteen

Downtown New Orleans, Louisiana
Bayou's Diner
July 1, 1975
10:46 pm

Beyoncé was just finishing her shift at her job. Shawn was supposed to be coming to pick her up and Beyoncé was just a waiting. Chance saw her just sitting there, waiting for something. He was slightly confused.

He stopped scrubbing the counters and walked towards her.

"Hey uh Bey you looking mighty coo coo, just looking out that window," Chance sat by her.

"Huh? Oh mind yo damn business, I have a reason why I'm looking out of the window."

"Well what are you waiting for?" Chance asked.

"It's not what, it's a who..."Beyonce blushed a little at the sound of saying who, leaving a mystery behind it.

"Well who in the hell are you talking about?"Chance emphasized. Beyoncé chuckled then sighed.

"Remember when I told you about Tyrone's father and that he died." Beyonce said.

"Yeah, why?" Chance asked.

"I lied...I didn't want to tell you or anyone for that matter, I was too scared Chance..."Beyonce explained, holding his hand.

"So you mean to tell me, that's the real reason why you came to Louisiana! To run from a nigga and you didn't tell me! Man where he at?!" Chance went to back, after raising his hands form Beyoncé's.

"Chance...Chance?!...Mutha Fucker you better reply!- Oh my gosh!" Bey tried to grab the gun from him.

"Let Go Bey!" Chance yelled.

"Chance stop!" Beyonce yelled.

"Bey let go!" Chance and Beyoncé accidentally shot the gun and the bullet began to fly around, they both ducked down until the bullet shot through the wall.

They both then heard footsteps. It was their boss.

"What the hell?!" Their boss said and looked at the wall. "Who shot my damn gun?"

"Uh it was-." Chance began. Beyoncé wasn't gonna let him take the wrap.

"It was me boss!" Beyonce jumped in." I shot it, by mistake."

"How the hell did you do that?!" He asked.

"Chance was messing with it, acting like he was fresh, trying to front, I told him to put it down, he tried to snatch it back, we kept fighting with and then I accidentally pulled the trigger...sorry boss." Beyonce apologized.

Their boss sighed. "I am really disappointed and mad as hell at both of you!" He began," Beyonce you need to be gone for 3 days, and I'll pay you still, Chance get this shit cleaned up!" Their boss said.

"Yes sir." They said at the same time. Chance went for the broom, Beyoncé went to fix her clothes. Chance walked to her and said," Thank you."

"No problem, but next time you try to kill a man I love...I'ma shoot you in yo dick." Beyonce grabbed her coat and threw it on. She went out of the kitchen to get her purse, when she saw Shawn looking around through the glass door. She smiled.

Unlocking and opening the door. She hugged Shawn. "Hey baby." He kisses her forehead, then her lips, then grabs her butt.

"Ooo I see you ready..."Beyonce smiled, saying in a seductive voice.

"Yep," He grabbed her waist. He then looked into the store and saw someone looking out the window. "Baby who is that?" Beyonce turned back to see Chance watching. She frowned a little.