Can You Keep A Secret?

Ch.21

Beyonce's POV

I walked to my car and threw my stuff in the back seat, slammed the door and got in the drivers seat.

I slammed my hands on the wheel and grunted, why was Shawn acting like this, he should know I wouldn't do anything with Cypress as long as I'm with him! I started the car and drove to my place, and to think I have to face him at home.

I got home leaving my stuff in the car, I grabbed my keys from the ignition and I walked to my door.

I walked in and went to my bedroom opening a drawer in my dresser, I looked at my alcohol stash and decided on the Vodka. I grabbed my vodka and closed the drawer walking into the living room and sitting on the couch staring at the bottle, "fuck it." I said opening the bottle and taking sip after sip until the bottle was gone.

Shawn's POV****

I still can't believe Beyoncé, everyone saw her..... her sluttyness towards Cypress! School was out and I walked to my car.

"Mr.Carter?!" I heard someone yell, I turned around and saw Cypress run my way, I looked at him and smiled a small smile, "yes Mr.Braxton?" I said as he stopped running towards me, "what happened to Beyoncé? what did you do to her?" he asked, how dare he, "miss. Knowles is fine, she just had to leave in a hurry, don't worry about her ok." I said with a bit of hate hidden in my words, "ok sir, I'll see you after break." He said smiling and walking off, "wait Cypress, did Beyoncé say anything about her boyfriend?" I asked taking a long shot, "yeah, I asked her if she had one and she said yes and that he's really great." He said smiling at me, "ok thank you see you after break Cypress." I said turning around. Fuck! I forgot break starts today, damn. I need to make up with Beyoncé before we leave tomorrow, if we leave tomorrow.

I got in my car and drove quickly to the house, I hopped out of my car and jogged to the house, I opened the door and called for Beyoncé.

"beyon-" I started until I saw her passed out on the couch. I looked at the way she was sprawled out, with a bottle of vodka turned over on the coffee table, empty.

I closed the door and walked over to her, once I sat down next to her I could smell the vodka, "Beyoncé." I said standing up infront of her, "beyonce!" I yelled, she rolled around and looked at me, "who is - oh it's you." she said siting up, "yes it's me, I live here." I said rolling my eyes.

"Shawn, what do you want to talk about?" She asked squinting at me, "first off, why in the world did you drink this whole bottle of vodka?!" I yelled through the house, "Shawn why the fuck are you yelling? I'm right here!" she said raising her voice at me, "why did you? do you always drink away your pains rather than facing them?!" I yelled at her picking up the bottle.

"Shawn, don't you talk about how I live my life! You got jealous the fucking minute you see me talk to another guy! So yeah I'm going to fucking drink because my boyfriend gets mad the instant I talk to another man!" she yelled at me snatching the bottle from me, "oh don't you go there! don't you even! Everyone saw how you were acting once Cypress walked into the room! you were practically drooling over him! Anyone could tell how slutty you were acting!! and when you walked out on me! calling me Carter?! the fuck was that!" I yelled taking my jacket off.

"oh shut up! shut up!! Yeah cypress is attractive SO FUCKING WHAT!? I LOVE YOU AND NOTHING OR NO ONE WILL EVER COME BETWEEN THAT. IT DOESNT MEAN YOU CAN CALL ME A SLUT! how dare you." She said walking to the bedroom. "Fuck you Shawn." she said walking into the bedroom and slamming the door shut.

I grabbed the bottle and threw it against the fridge watching it burst to pieces, I grabbed my suit jacket and walked to my car.

2 hours later****