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Chapter 5

Jay stared at Beyoncé as she slept peacefully on his chest, she was beyond beautiful. Jay has had his fair share of women but none of them compared to Beyoncé, he was addicted and he didn't even know her.

Beyoncé blinked her eyes open noticing she was in the same room from when she was shot. She smiled remembering all the nasty things her and Jay did earlier this morning. Even though she wasn't that experienced when it came to sex being that she's only slept with Jayceon, and was raped 2 times in foster care, she knew that sex with Jay was the best she's ever had.

"Stop staring at me, it's weird," Beyoncé said feeling Jay's eyes on her.

"Look who finally decided to wake up," Jay said.

Beyoncé looked up at him laughing, "What time is it?"

"8 o'clock."

"Damn, we just went to sleep at 5," Beyoncé said sitting up.

"You hungry?" Jay asked.

"Can you cook?" Beyoncé asked.

"Yeah," Jay answered.

"Since we're messing around I think you should know the most important thing about me," Beyoncé said looking at him.

"What's that?"

"I love food, I don't play about my food, and I never pass up free food," she said proudly.

"I guess I'll start on breakfast," Jay said getting out of bed.

"I'm gonna take a shower."

"Your toothbrush is still in there, I'll get you a towel and wash rag," he said.

"You have all manly soap, I don't have time for my vagina to get burned off," Beyoncé said looking around his bathroom.

"Uhh, I can ask the neighbor," he said.

"That's weird."

"Yeah but I'm still gonna ask," he then left.

Eventually he came back with dove soap then started to cook. While he cooked Beyoncé took a hot shower.

Beyoncé got out the shower looking at herself in the mirror, "What the fuck," she mumbled.

"Here we are Beyoncé, all alone," Trey, Beyoncé's foster brother said.

"What's that supposed to me?"

"I see how you look at me, I know you want me," he said rubbing her thigh.

"Don't touch me you delusional bastard," Beyoncé said pushing his hand away.

"So you're gonna play hard to get?" he smirked standing up.

"I don't like you, leave me alone."

Trey pulled Beyoncé by her ankles to the end of her bed, hovering on top of her he said "I get what I want Beyoncé, even if I have to take it."

Beyoncé tried hard to get out of his grasp as he pulled off her leggings but he was was too strong for her, being that he was 17 and she was only 15.

"Get off of me, please," she begged.

He placed himself at her entrance then forcefully pushed himself in her.