Shawn POV.

I dropped Jerome off and went to I.V. hoping and praying bey will be there. I know its a long shot but I really need to know she's ok. I pull up in front of I.V and head in side. The dim lighting and the jazzy atmosphere seemed to relax me a little bit.

I went to the bar and ordered a drink nothing too strong just something to sip on. I look around and spotted bey.

"Beyoncé."

"Oh hey Shawn. Look I'm sorry about earlier I just--I really needed to go. " bey said sounding defeated.

"Its Ok. I understand. Look  I don't want to be a bother but do you want to talk about it?"

"You wouldn't mind?"

"No not at all." We walked to my car and got in. I started driving her to wherever she was staying.

When we arrived I was speechless. She was staying at the most lavish hotel in all of New York. It was top notch.

"Bey this is tight"

"Thank you" she said as i went around to open her door.

"No offense but how can you afford a hotel like this." I know that question may sound degrading but caravan 69 is not cheap. Its about 500 a night.

"Well I inherited a large sum of money when I turned 21 and I also own a large company with my mom. I do that on the side because my real passion is being with kids." We got onto beys floor and entered her room. She was in the VIP sweet which was an additional 200 a night.

"Would you like anything to drink?" She asked.

"No thank you" I waved my hand and looked at her intently. "Bey, I just wanted to say I'm really sorry about Michael and the whole situation"

"Shawn its not your fault. Its my own. I should've known something was going on, but I.... Just... I don't know.." Bey broke down on the spot and wouldn't stop crying. I moved over to sit next to her on the couch. I hugged her slowly not knowing how'd she react.

"Bey trust me it is not your fault. That man ain't shit for cheating on someone as beautiful and as smart as you. You are talented and amazing." I kept talking hoping that it would make her stop crying. I meant ever word that I said and I wanted her to feel how genuine i was.  Bey cried for an hour before she cried herself to sleep.

I carried her upstairs to her bed and laid her under the cover. As i moved from over her i heard her whimper and her eyes slightly open.

"Shawn?"

"Yea bey"

"Can you lay with me?" She sounded so hurt and alone.

"Bey i don't know if that's appropriate"

"Please Shawn" she reached out her arms and tears rolled down her face.

I looked at her for a minute before i got in bed and laid behind her.

"Shawn"

"Yes bey"

"Can you hold me?"

I obliged and we both fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

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I did a short chappie because I already updated today. Hope you enjoyed it.