I CARE

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Shawn POV

Bey has been blowing up my phone for the past 24 hours like I was dead or something. I finally switched off my phone, I ain't got time for her temper tantrums. I bet she wanna talk to me about that skinny as boy I beat down the other day. If he hurt, that ain't my problem. That's what he gets for being in my way. Next time he will know to move is skinny ass out of the way.

Right now I gotta focus on my drug dealing business so Ty and I decided to go on a business trip and check out our little businesses in Louisiana.

"Ty, get Michael on the phone for me," I said with my eyes fixed on the road. Ty connected my phone to the car bluetooth and waited until my boy Michael answered, at last.

"What's up Jay?"

"Aye man. I wanna holla at you real quick."

"Well duh! That's the reason you called. What is it?"

"I want you to tell Bey imma be gone for two weeks. I've got work to do here in Louisiana."

"Hold up! You in Louisiana? Why don't you call and tell her? She your wife.

I sucked my teeth at what he just said. Just the thought of talking to Bey right now gave me a headache. She gonna go on and on busy lecturing me talking gibberish. I will never hear the end of it.

"Nah man! You know how she is. She a pain and she talks too much. You know, if she ran as much as her mouth, she'll be I good shape. She's too much man, I'm thinking of divorcing her ass. Anyways, you gonna tell her about my whereabouts?"

"Yah man...sure."

I hung up and continued driving.

"So were you serious?" Ty said breaking the silence.

"Serious about what?" I said with a raise eyebrow still focused on the road.

"About divorcing Beyonce," he continued placing his feet on the dashboard.

"Yah man. When push comes to shove, its the only solution," I said shrugging. "And get your dirty feet off my dashboard. Damn!" I said smacking his feet.

I was thinking of divorcing her ass anyways. I don't need her no more. The only reason I married her was to use her to help me build my empire as Roc Nation and this other business I do on the side she was oblivious to. I've got millions, so why keep her? She got her own money so she can do whatever she wanted.

"You sure you wanna go through this?" Ty said placing his hand on my thigh. I quickly removed it suddenly feeling uneasy.

"Man, what is with you touching my body?" I said with an appalled expression. "Get my lawyer on the phone and tell him to finally send those divorce papers to Bey. Tell him I finally got what I wanted," I said with a smirk.

I got the divorce papers ready just hours after Bey and I did our nuptials and tied the knot. I did what I had to do to reach my goal. Everyone loves Beyonce so I used that to my advantage. I saw that just by mentioning her name, I got whatever I wanted in the industry. So I ask now, why keep her when I got the dough?

***

"Jay, we got a problem. Yesterday, the police came in the warehouse and raided the place. We lost close to a million dollars as they confiscated our stock," my home boy Dame said as we entered the wrecked warehouse which was turned upside down.

"Shit! I hate snitches!" I yelled punching the wall multiple times. I let the blood drip from my knuckles. I looked at my hand and punched the wall again. I winced as the sharp pain shot through my knuckles. "What are you fools looking at at?! Get the damn first aid!"

Ty rushed to the medicine cabinet and got the first aid.

"What you mean boss by hating snitches? Are you trying to tell me that this was an inside job?" Dame said handing me a glass cup then pouring Hennessey.

"I smell a snitch here man," I said taking a huge gulp of the liquor in my glass. I scrunched up my face as I felt it burn my throat as it moved down my oesophagus. "Last time I had a snitch up in here was about seven years ago. I lost millions because of him so I had to permanently get rid of him," I said sternly as I took the whole bottle of Hennessey and gulped down almost half of its contents. I let the burning sensation kick it. I wasn't sure was it because of the liquor or my blood boiling but I felt like smashing everything in my way.