Thug Love {COMPLETED}

On The Run - XVII.

Beyoncé stared at Rosario, unsure of how to react to her comment. Hearing marriage along with Shawn's name had already put her in a funky mood. Of course she wanted to be pissed at him, but she couldn't without getting more information. If anything, she knew Rosario could be lying as well.

"Marriage?" She repeated, opening the door only halfway. She refuse to invite his ex inside of his home.

"Yes, I have all the information you'll need so you won't think I'm lying, but I didn't come here for you. I came to speak with my husband." Rosario smirked in satisfaction knowing she had Beyoncé right where she wanted her.

Beyoncé sucked her teeth and stepped backwards only to slam the door in Rosario's face and lock it.

"Shawn!" She called out angrily. She was at the bottom of the staircase calling his name. She called a few more times until he finally stepped out of the room to see what she wanted.

"Aye, why you ain't tell me the test came back positive?" He said, but Beyoncé's voice had overpowered his by a ton.

"Your wife is at the door. I'm done, and I'm leaving. Go fix your marriage."

They met halfway on the stairs where Beyoncé intentionally bumped his shoulder on her way up. It took Hov a couple of seconds for her words to finally register in his head.

"The fuck you talking about Beyoncé? And don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you." He said.

She continued up the stairs, "Fuck you!"

He followed behind her, completely ignoring the loud knocks at the front door. Rosario was the last thing on his mind at the moment. He wanted to make sure Beyoncé was straight before anyone.

"What the hell she tell you ma?"

Beyoncé turned around, "She told me something you obviously wasn't going to tell me! You're fucking married? And you have me around here playing house to your unfaithful ass! You ain't shit and I should've listened to Kelly in the beginning."

"Calm down, she didn't even tell you the full story. You know what's up with us Bey. I'm with you everyday, every second of the fucking day. Do you really think I'm married to her? Legally, maybe but me and Rosario been done for years. I even forgot we did that shit. We were young as fuck babe."

"Shawn, just leave me alone." She walked into the bathroom to pack up her feminine products. He sucked his teeth at how hard it was for her to listen.

"Aye, you don't believe me or sum'n? Well let's go talk to her together so you can get the real story. I ain't got shit to hide. You know what's up with me, I don't even know why you tripping."

She shook her head and wiped away the tears that had fallen down her cheek, "It's the fucking principle dumb ass! Together or not, you knew you was still married to her, yet you didn't tell me. Instead, you waited for this bitch to show up and tell me some type of information like this so I can look dumb!"

He sighed and grabbed his white tee. He slid on his basketball shorts while taking quick glances at Beyoncé. She was still packing her bags, but he wasn't tripping because he knew she wasn't going anywhere.

He left her upstairs while he went downstairs to tend to his annoying ex. He was well aware of the kind of person Rosario was. He knew she only popped up just to get a reaction out of Beyoncé. Any other time, she never popped up.

He opened the door fully and shook his head at her. "Why you coming to my crib starting shit? We couldn't talk about this some other time? You know this ain't the way I move. You got my girl all mad and shit because you want to be petty."