Resentment

Ch. 6

September 13th
Fenty Warehouse
Beyoncé's POV

"Where is she?" I asked Guillermo as I walk in to Robyn's warehouse.

"Uh..." He looks from me to the guys around him then back to me, giving me a nervous smile. "Um she-uh..."

"Guillermo, where the hell is she?" I haven't seen her ass in four days, and I haven't heard from her in over three. I'm fucking furious. I hate when her ass goes MIA. The fucking shit she does is dangerous, and she knows how fucked up I get when I don't hear from her.

The look I gave him must've told him I would happily kick his ass if he didn't tell me where the fuck she was. "She's in the back office."

I suck my teeth and nod my head before walking to the back of her warehouse. You know damn well my ass didn't knock. I walked in and felt my blood pressure raise through the god damn roof.

Robyn was standing in between some bitch's legs as she sat on her desk. Her hands were on this girls sides and their faces were way too muthafuckin close together. Robyn scowled towards the door as it opened but her facial expression quickly changed to panic when her eyes landed on me.

I clench my jaw as my eye fucking twitches. I don't say anything to her, I just quickly turn around and walk away.

"G!"

I roll my eyes and continue walking. I walk passed her guys, and Guillermo quickly puts his head down and scratches the back of his neck.

Yup. She was doing something she wasn't supposed to.

Fucker.

"Giselle!"

I throw up my middle finger without looking back as I reach my car, unlocking it quickly and getting in.

I'm already in reverse when I finally look up, and my heart almost jumps out my chest when I see Rihanna as close as she is with the biggest fucking scowl on her face. I know what she's about to do, she used to do this shit when we were teens, she's about to break my fucking window. So what do I do? I romp on the gas and get the fuck outta there.

The bitch can kiss my ass.

September 14th
Westfield Mall
Beyoncé's POV

"Did you at least kick her ass?!" Nicki asks as we walk through the mall. I was way too fucking angry last night to tell her, so I waited until I'd calmed down a bit.

I didn't want Robyn to pop up at my house, because I fucking knew she would, so I made Nicki pack a bag, and we stayed at a hotel. This morning I woke up and decided Robyn's black card was in dire need of being used, so we came to the mall.

"Nope. I didn't. I flipped her off and left."

"I'm surprised she didn't break your window when you got in your car." Nicki chuckled, and I quickly joined in with a shake of my head.

"Oh, she was going to, but I pulled out before her ass was able to."

"So what are you going to do? I mean, y'all haven't even been together for two weeks."

"I know..." I shrugged, unsure of what else to say. "What about these?" I grabbed these beautiful Louboutin pumps.

"Oh hell yeah. I love the crystals!" I waived over the snotty looking bitch who'd been watching us since we walked in.

"We need these in a size seven and eight and a half."

"Um those shoes are thirty-five hundred dollars."

"Um I know." I mimicked her tone and rolled my eyes. "Also, the black suede pumps in an eight and a half. Just set them at the counter while we continue shopping."