I CARE

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Shawn POV

"Imma end this bitch's life tonight," I said as I felt my blood boiling. Beyonce literally had the audacity to change the divorce papers and things worked in her favour.

At this moment I sent Bey the coordinates of the spot so that I can finally kill her. The only back up I needed was my homeboy, Ty who was driving me to the spot where we will deal with insolent people like Beyonce. I know Ty gonna have my back 100%.

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"What do you want Jay? Make it quick I gotta go back home and watch Black-ish," she said getting out of her tinted Rolls Royce. "Its already late Jay so start talking," she said as she stood in front of me.

I looked at her dead in the eyes, I tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out. I then used all of my force and kicked her stomach as hard as I could with the back of my shoe. I watched as she fell on the ground and screamed in pain as she held her stomach.

"Tonight I'm gonna make you suffer," I said getting down to her level. I watched as tears rolled down her cheeks. That's what she gets for messing with me.

I heard her car doors open and shut. Did she come with people? I got up and before I know it someone punched me on the face.

"What the fuck man?" I saw Michael pissed as he charged towards me but Ty pointed his gun at him and he backed away.

I saw that very same kid I whopped coming out of the car and helping Beyonce get up. Those karate lessons finally paid off because Beyonce couldn't even stand up properly.

"I've seen you before," I said directing to the kid.

"Obviously," he said rolling his eyes,"You're the idiot that got me hospitalized," he continued with an attitude. I might blow this kid's brains out because of his slick tongue.

"I don't mean it like that nigga. I mean, I have once seen you before," I said trying to remember.

"Aye!" Michael yelled capturing my attention. "Might I ask why you kicked my pregnant girlfriend?" He said as he pointed me with his gun.

"Move nigga! I'm trying to remember something here," I said waving him off. "Wait a minute," I said finally realising what Michael just said to me. "You two are together?" I said pointing at them both. I always thought those two had a thing for each other but I never thought they were together. This is just fun, I'm gonna demolish their perfect little family. Anyways I ain't got time for Michael's foolishness, I gotta remember who is that kid.

"Hello? I'm not getting any younger here," I heard Ty from the back.

"Shut the fuck up Ty!" I yelled back at him. "What's your name boy?" I yelled directing to the kid helping Beyonce.

"Bennett Williams," he said unafraid.

Then it hit me, "So you are the snitch's son," I said getting closer to him not minding that Michael had his gun pointed at me. I know that Ty has got my back. "So where did you run off to that day?" I said chuckling.

"What is he talking about Bennett?" I heard Michael getting closer as he tucked his gun behind his back.

"His the nigga that killed my father," he said through gritted teeth.

"Well done," I said clapping my hands. "You know, being in the drug dealing business is hard. You work day and night and you have to deal with snitches like your father. That nigga had it coming. It was your dad that made me lose millions because he snitched and now I got another snitch I gotta deal with," I said kicking the side of Beyonce's car in frustration.

"You know," Bennett said as he got close to me,"I would tell you to go fuck yourself but I'm pretty sure you're gonna be disappointed." Without warning I punched him in the face and he fell on the ground.

"Watch how you speak to me you little bitch!" I spat.

In no time I felt someone tackling me to the ground. Whoever it was straddle over my midsection and started punching. I finally saw who was on top of me.

"Surprise," he said with a smirk as he pointed the gun at me.