Shawn's P.O.V
"what are you gonna do?" She asked.
"I'm gonna handle him."
This nigga dun fucked up. I was ready to beat his ass the first time Beyoncé told me he came on to her, so I fired him, I didn't want her to be angry. Although I love Bey, fuck what she thinks right now after I take her to the hospital I am going to whoop. His. Ass.
I sped down countless streets on to the highway thinking of ways to murder this nigga until we finally rolled up on Brooklyn Bay Hospital.
I jumped out the driver side of the car then ran to the passenger side helping Bey out, I insisted on carrying her but she refused so I wrapped my arm around her waist aiding her as she limped into the hospital.
Already pissed I attempted getting attention from people in scrubs but they all blew my off, I was not going to have that.
"HEY! CAN I GET SOME FUCKIN HELP HERE? THIS WOMAN WAS RAPPED AND BEAT SHE NEEDS SOME GOT DAYUM HELP!!!" I screamed getting the entire lobby's attention.
Suddenly two doctors and a cop came rushing up to us the doctors sat Bey in a wheel chair and rushed off to the emergency section, I attempted to follow but the cop held me back.
"Aye man that's me girl let me go!" I tried to push past him raging but he wouldn't let me, I didn't want to make any more of a scene so I stepped back breathing heavily trying to keep control.
"Aye I understand that man, but if you know who raped her we gotta get this dude now, cause he coulda left or skipped town and we ain't even know who he is so you got a name?"
"Kenton Thompson, I know where he lives and I know he ain't left." I shook my head heading towards the exit to my car.
"Aight ima call up the unit you get in the car I'll follow you."
I nodded getting in my truck waiting for the squad car, once it came I pulled out of the hospital parking lot speeding down the highway until I reached Kenton's neighborhood.
Pulling up in front of his house the door was wide open.
Without hesitation I jumped out my truck storming into the dark house searching for him. Once I realized he wasn't down stairs I went up the stairs and found him in his room trying to wrap his bloody knee.
"YOU! OH IMA FUCK YOU UP!" I grinned angrily walking up to him grabbing the collar of his shirt.
Cocking my fist back I swung as hard as I could impacting his nose hearing a cracking noise bellow my knuckles, I broke it. Pulling back I grunted throwing another hard blow to his lip drawing blood as he fell to the floor.
"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST RAPE HER AND GET AWAY WITH THAT SHIT! NAW MAN NOW YOU GOTTA REAL NIGGA TO DEAL WITH SON!"I I barked taking a baseball bat from the corner swinging as hard as I could to his groin five times, each blow harder than the last.
"YOU DON'T NEED A DICK! CAUSE THE ONLY DICK YOU FINNA GET IS UP YOUR ASS IN PRISON, OH I HOPE YOU LIKE THAT PRETTY BOY!" I growled through gritted teeth swinging down south again harder earning a squeal from him.
Suddenly five cops bursted through the door, one took the bat out of my hand and pulled me away from the little bitch on the floor.
They got him in handcuffs making him stand.
"What's your name?" one cop asked.
"Kenton....Thompson."he struggle to say in pain.
"You're coming with us."
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So wrong yet right {Completed}
RomanceI'm my bosses new temp in the office, or you could say temptress. Shawn is a married man what we're doing is wrong, I know it is, but the longer this goes on, the harder it is to resist him. (Warning, I wrote this many years ago, my writing skills w...
