Love Bites

Ch. 2

Beyoncé // BeyBey

"That little shorty with Carol was fine as fuck!" Trey speaks up on the ride home from the cemetary. Shawn and him dap each other up and laugh.

"Yeah, that's Nicki. She fine as hell. I might have to get up in them guts myself." Shawn says with a cheesy smile. Wayne chuckles and nods his head agreeing.

Niggas...

I look at Rihanna and smirk, which causes her to look at me with a questioning expression.

"What?" She mouths. I shake my head and laugh.

"Whatchu laughin at Beybey?" Trey asks, causing everyone to look at me.

I smirk at them and shrug my shoulders.

"Ah hell naw...I know that look!" Shawn says with a mug. The three guys and Rihanna are now all staring at me waiting for me to say something. The driver even looks like he's waiting for me to say something.

"She doesn't play for your team." I shrug with a smug smile.

"I told you! I knew that damn look. Fuckin shit." Shawn's dramatic ass exclaims.

"How you know that?" Wayne asks.

Now Rihanna smirks at him.

"Was she checking out you or me?" She asks.

"Both." I smirk again. She smiles wide and high fives me while the guys all 'oh hell naw' and 'man, whatever.'

We both sit there with smirks while the guys sit there with salty ass expressions.

"Stop, you guys. Even if she didn't play for our team, what made you think she'd want one of your stank asses?" I tease.

"Shut up. I coulda compelled her ass." Shawn mugs.

"That's rape." I retort. I know he's joking, but it is.

"I know. I'm joking. I dont gotta compel a girl to get some." I nod.

"You a liar. You know Beyoncé stole all the looks in the womb. Yall are twins and couldn't be more different. The only thing you guys are the same at is the fact that you both like women, and she still gets more pussy than you. " Wayne teases him causing all of us to laugh.

"Shut the fuck up before I bite yo ass." Shawn crosses his arms and pouts. I crawl over and sit on his lap and kiss his cheek before pinching them.

"You know you pretty too, chubby." I tease.

"Don't patronize me, Bey." He softly pushes me away. I wrap my arm around his neck and lay my head on his shoulder. A second later I feel him kiss the top of my head like hes always done since we were little.

Everyone continues talking and bullshitting, but I can't help but notice that Rihanna hasn't smiled or spoken much.

Our mother's death hit her harder than it hit any of us. I think it's because she feels responsible, and no matter how many times we tell her it's not her fault, she won't stop blaming herself.

When the car stops at the house, I grab Rih's hand and pull her out of the car with me. We walk inside and go straight to my room.

"Aye! Don't hide out in there! People will be here soon!" Shawn shouts at us. I look back and nod my head, letting him know I heard him.

When we reach the room I sit on the bed and force her to sit next to me. Her tears start, and she angrily swipes them away.

"Rih-"

"I'm so sick of crying!" She semi shouts. "I never cry. You know that."

"I know, Robz, but this isn't something that occurs often. We lost our mom."