Resentment

Ch. 9

October 3rd
Robyn's Home
Beyoncé's POV

"Robyn?" I shout her name after walking inside her house. I put my keys on the table beside the door and take my shoes off.

I let out an annoyed sigh and walk up the stairs to her office. Her ass better be in here.

I hear voices when I reach the second floor. The closer I walk to her office door, the louder and clearer the voices get.

"Nah, fah real, Dee, mi gyal will fuckin kill you and me if you dun leave. I told you da shit we used tuh do isn't gonna 'appen anymore.'

'Oh come on, Sav! Since when do you let any bitch claim you?'

'Since she came back in mi life. I'm not about tuh fuck dis up.' As angry as I am a bitch is tryin to touch what's mine, I couldn't help the smile Robyn's response gave me.

'Well what she doesn't know won't hurt her, Sav. Come on, you know no one else can handle you like I can.'

That's it...

I bust open the door, and they both jump from it slamming against the wall. I see Robyn reaching for her piece, but she stops when she sees me. And then her face instantly freezes in fear. But she isn't the one who should be scared.

"Yo, G, I swea it's not what you-"

"Hi, baby." I cut her off and smile at her.

"Aye, behbey." She speaks slowly while eyeing me closely.

I see the girl trying to sneak out, and it makes a wide smile spread across my lips. I'm crazy. I know that and so does Robyn, but apparently I need to make an example of this bitch so everyone else will know it too.

"Ah ah." I tsk at her and snap my hand out quickly, snatching her hair in a tight fistful. "Where you going?"

"Bitch let my hair go!"

"Ok." I yank back roughly and feel her roots pulled out under my grip. She screams as she falls to the ground, and I drop the hair in my hand on the floor in front of her.

I kick her on her nose, causing her to scream again while falling on her back. I place my foot on her neck, and her hands frantically go to my foot, trying to get it off. "Shut up." When she finally stops screaming, I let go of her neck.

"Now lemme introduce myself. My name is Beyoncé but most know me as G. And if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I don't share, and that-" I point with my thumb where Rih is standing. "Is mine."

She nods her head quickly, but I don't think she fully understands yet.

"Baby, can you hand me your gun? I left mine in the car." I hold my hand out, and Robyn hesitantly puts it in my hand.

"Please! I'm sorry, I'll stay away!"

I cock the gun back and click the safety off. I grip another fistful of her hair and pull her up to her knees. "Say ahh." I demonstrate with opening my mouth slightly.

"No!" I pull her hair even harder, and she screams. I take that opportunity to ram the gun in her mouth. She gags, and I start laughing.

"And you had the nerve to say you handle her better than anyone." I shake my head and chuckle once more before continuing. "Now, I don't quite think you fully understand how serious I am about this woman. Baby, am I crazy?" I ask Robyn without looking away.

"Yes." I stifle my laughter from how quickly she answered.

"Killing isn't something I'm afraid to do, I actually enjoy it, so trust when I say I will happily kill any fucker who thinks they can touch her. Do you understand now?" I push the gun even further into her mouth, and she quickly nods her head... well, as much as she could.