6inch/Jay and Bey

🍷Fifteen

New Orleans, Louisiana
Shawn's house
July 2, 1975
10:55 am

Beyoncé looked at the ceiling as she laid next to Shawn with no clothes on. She chuckled to herself, just imagining The happiness of what happened last night. Shawn moved a little as he turned over to look at Beyonce.

"Good Morning, my sexy devil."

"Ooo sexy I feel indeed." Beyonce flipped over and hopped on his lap. Shawn smiled as he grabbed her waist. "You wanna know what I miss?" Beyonce asked.

"What, you miss?"

"When we first got married and how we made love, that night, that mourning, that afternoon, then that night again." Beyonce reminisced, kissing down Shawn's neck.

"Alright you keep on, we gonna have a round 2."

"Well let's do that." Beyonce said.

"Now after we eat, cause I'm hungry." Shawn said.

"Ugh fine." Beyonce said in response and hoped up.

As they were downstairs, they began to cook. Beyoncé had on a bra and her panties meanwhile, Shawn had on his boxers. As they were cooking, a loud as knock was at the door.

"Who in the hell?" Shawn asked, going to the door. "Who is it?"

"It's Idris!" The person said, sounding rustled up.

Bey and Shawn looked at each other confused. Why is he here? Beyoncé asked in her head.

Shawn opened the door. "What do you want?-" He was cut off by a punch to his face.

"Stop Idris Stop!" Beyonce yelled.

"Move!" He pushed her. Beyoncé went in the kitchen and grabbed a gun.

"If you don't move your ass, I'm gon' shoot yo ass!" Beyonce yelled, putting the gun behind his head.

"Okay Beyonce this is not needed please don't shoot me!" He pleaded.

"Get yo bitch ass up!" Beyonce hit him in his face with the gun. He stood up, holding his face." Now why in the hell, did you just roll up in here like that?!" Beyonce asked, pointing the gun at him.

"Chill with that gun-."

"Answer me!" Beyonce ordered.

"Nicki...she told me he raped her, and that she wanted to fight back, but he over powered her, I just had to get here and teach his ugly skimpy ass a lesson." Idris said.

Beyoncé began to chuckle and looked at him. Beyoncé knew that Shawn either slept with her, or wanted Beyonce out of the picture so she could get him. She did tell Nicki about Shawn's cheating habit.

"You know your bitch is lying, he wouldn't do that, he hasn't done such things, since me baby, Shawn isn't like that anymore, I know and besides that Nicki is a liar, she would even complain about your sex game to me, after I found out." Beyonce lied to him.

"What?!" He yelled.

"Shut up, I'm just playing with you, she was trying to get at Shawn, that's why, how in the hell, could he go back and forth from New York to Louisiana that fast, negro that's a lot of money:" Bey said.

Shawn stood a little shook at how his wife had his back.

"Now get your ass the fuck out of my house!" Beyoncé ordered him. He left out so damn fast, it sounded like a damn mustang.

"Thanks baby." Shawn said, getting up and limping.

"No problem, I'm not gonna be working there anymore, I can't, I'm done." Beyonce said.

"You know what was dumb?" Shawn asked.

"What?" Beyonce asked.

"I rented this damn place."

Beyoncé chuckled." How long though?" She asked.

"A year and a half, you know we can do this thing until we're able to move back up to New York."

"Back up to the Bronx."

"Nah I wanna head back to my home spot."

"Which is?..."Beyonce knew where he was going with it.

"Girl you know I wanna live back in Brooklynn." Shawn said.

"Yeah to be close to your momma, momma's boy." Beyonce laughed, going to get a cold, wet rag for his 'injuries'.

"Please hurry up because my head hurts."

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At Solange's house
July 2, 2017
2:49 pm

They went to go pick up Tyrone and get him some clothes, same as Bey so they could stay the night at Shawn's.

Solange and Rodney didn't really approve. Rodney had a negative eye towards Shawn only because of Solange's mouth. Always talking of the bad times and never the good ones.

Rodney sees he's not bad but he assumes because of his chick's mouth.

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Hell how y'all doing, sorry it took so long. I have a life also, Questions:

—What do y'all think about Nicki?

—Beyoncé dome turn into hustler?

—How would y'all feel if I wrote a book that wasn't Bey and Jay?

—Would you read it?

—What would happen next?

✌️❤️Peace and Love✌️❤️......