Chpt 50

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Beyoncé's P.O.V.

I slowly walked inside my house. Not really wanting to see anyone. All night when I was in my car. Shawn never stopped fucking that girl. I heard her screams and moans all night. I can not lie and say I envied what he was doing to her while I wanted to be done the same thing, but I only wanted him to do me. I huffed rolling my eyes after and kicking off my heels. I didn't shower yesterday so I felt completely dirty. I walked inside what was supposed to be our bedroom and saw Shawn laying next to Cheryl with his arms around her. Its hard to fight back these tears when I used to be in that same bed. It's my fault. If only I kept my mouth closed. But, I sure didn't deserve all this. I mean, if he wanted to fuck her. He could have done it some place else. But he made sure he was in the house I bought so I could hear everything. That's just... Cruel.

I sighed and grabbed my towel off of the rack and walked into the bathroom. I was brushing my teeth when I heard voices.

"Shawn..." I heard him grunt. "Yes beautiful?"

My heart sank. Then again it seemed like he was just playing a game cause the bathroom door was opened and the lights were on.

She giggled. "I like what you did to me last night.." She whispered. He chuckled. "Wanna do it again?"

"Hell yeah.."

I sighed and goggled my mouth going into the shower. I closed the shower door feeling like I was going to die. I mean, I was in love with him, and there is nothing I could do but cry and live in the same house while he fucks his probably now girlfriend. I face palmed myself and ran the water.

It's not even like I can do the same thing to him. But, if I had done the same thing I would make sure Michael was the one but.. He's married.

I washed my hair with that strawberry scented shampoo and washed my body thoroughly. I rinsed my body and my hair putting vanilla conditioner and rinsed my hair again. I turned the pipe off and wrapped myself with the towel. When I heard the bed squeaking again I huffed.

Haven't I got punished enough Shawn?

I opened the door and walked over to my closet. I took out this floral red skirt and a cream top with a slight "V" shape. I ran my hands through my wet hair. I know Shawn was sneaking glances at me but now. I didn't give a damn.

I spun around and looked at him. When I did my hair spun with my and jumped on my shoulder resting there. He probably smelled that nice scent. He was still thrusting into her and thats what made me break down every second I watched them. He clearly didn't care about me. I was probably just his dirty little whore when he divorced Katy. Even though we been together for about 2 years. He happened to throw that shit out the window. All the bullshit I've done for him and he does this?

I slid on my laced thong and pressed the matching bra on my breasts. I clipped it to the back and slipped the strings on my shoulder. I dropped the towel on the floor and fixed the cup of the bra. Not caring if they were there or not I sat down and pulled out my hair dryer plugged it in and started blow drying my hair. I passed my hands through it and blew the hotness on my hair. Trying to make it louder so I don't hear the girl's moans. So, I started humming and blow drying my hair. Shawn kept looking my way but I crossed my legs and blowed my hair not giving two shits anymore.

When it was dry I passed this strawberry vaseline that's supposed to make it stay nice and straight. But, I didn't feel like making my hair straight to day so I sprayed this spray in my hair to keep from heat. I started curling every strand. This took about an hour. I tried my best to not look at them but soon it became irresistible. I started dressing a little faster since I will be late for work if I don't rush. I placed on my gold heels since the shirt was gold. I looked at myself and placed a little bit of under eye concealer since it looked like I wasn't full awake. I popped my lip out by putting on some red lipstick. I passed my fingers through my curls and looked at myself from head to toe. I felt complete with my appearance so I walked out the door. As soon as I closed the door. I heard both of them coming to their climax.

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