Unbearable (Completed)

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December 10, 2010

Night

"I didn't know what to do so I called a friend of mine. She'll be in my custody temporarily." Shawn said to Beyoncé. They had been at LeMorá, this new restaurant for over an hour. Despite not knowing much about what the menus held Beyoncé was still enjoying it.

"How long have you had her?" Beyonce asked. Niyla seemed to be real comfortable with Shawn's house when she dropped this kids off so she was only curious.

"The same day, she called me crying that night. Remember we put our phone numbers on her favorites. But she called me by accident. I heard the yelling and screaming so went over there and got her." He said stopping he didn't know if he should tell her now or later.

"Was she okay?" Beyoncé asked not really wanting to know any bad news.

"I made it in time... Bey she told me that her sister left her there and with the woman after their parents died. That woman has been molesting her since she was twelve." Beyoncé looked at him in disbelief.

"Did you catch them in time?" She asked on the verge of crying. This was her fault she just had to take her back.

"Not the woman but her son, he's 25. He had his pants down and was about to force her to suck-"

"Please don't-"

"He didn't get the chance Bey. I made it there before it happened. I just so happened to be out already. I was going to get the stuff to buy you more ice cream."

"Oh yeah because I kicked you out because I was upset because-"

"I ate your butter pecan ice cream."

"Damn, why didn't she tell me?" Beyoncé breathed out in frustration. She would've helped her. She was a Lawyer For God sake.

"Because she's doesn't want to talk about it but I know for sure you can help her since you know..." he trailed off not really knowing how to finish.

"Since I was raped?" She said trying to gain an understanding.

"Yes," he sighed wishing he didn't have to talk about this.

"Why are you so nervous?" She asked him.

"Because I know this is a sensitive topic." He told her sadly because he was afraid that she still would lash out.

"I was raped Shawn, nothing can change that and I will probably never get over it but you know what that topic isn't as sensitive as you think. It took time but I'm not going to blow up every time somebody mentions it. I'm willing to talk to Niyla about it hopefully my story can help her. I don't want anybody to think that I'm still living in my rape because I'm not." Shawn frowned and she caught on to what he was thinking and spoke up.

"Shawn our problems are not because your father raped me. Out problems are based off of your actions. You questioned if I was even raped and proceeded to paint me as a lair based off of one persons statement. You even accused me of trying to give you HIV and possibly helped your little friend leek the letter your father sent out. It took awhile to clear my name, I almost lost my job,and some people still think I have it when I don't." Shawn understood where she was coming from and when she said it it out loud it sounded horrible.

"I'm sorry," he politely responded. He was deeply sorry he never meant to take her on this roller coaster. She eyed him for a moment realizing that he'd just apologized. A small smile formed at the corner of her mouth.

"You have no idea how happy I am to hear that." It honestly made her happy. To her it meant he was finally recognizing what he'd done.
*

"It's not funny," Beyoncé said glaring at him.

"It really is, Bey. You were pissed and I wasn't the only one who ate it I shared with the twins." He reasoned.

"Yeah but you did that so you wouldn't get in trouble."

"True but it was melting,"

"That's what the fridge is for. I chose the penthouse for a reason. The fridge had a freezer." Beyoncé replied rolling her eyes.

"Well look at it this way if you hadn't kicked me out over the ice cream I probably wouldn't have made it to Niyla in time."

"True, and I'm glad you did no matter what happened between use I'm proud of you because you didn't think about yourself in something like this."

"Really? I thought you'd be mad that I didn't tell you about it considering I've had her for three days and didn't tell you."

"It's not about that Shawn. Regardless you saved her."

"Thank you," he said looking into her eyes and grabbing her hand.

"For what?" She frowned.

"For giving me two beautiful children. For giving me a chance. For showing me that it's all worth it." Beyoncé wanted to cry because if truth be told she he was showing her that love still existed. She remembered when they were younger and they spent so much time together.

They loved to enjoy each other and over the last week that's what they were doing enjoying each other. Each and every day he did something to prove he wanted her. The only thing was he never said the three words she longed to hear.

That bothered her a whole lot. She never wanted to get married to anybody who didn't love her yet she was really considering his offer based off off his actions.

"Beyoncé," Shawn said snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Yes?"

"I know it's a little late but I want to ask you something." He spoke nervously.

"Okay,"

"I know you were planning to go to the wedding with Nicki and Solo but I wanted to know if I could be your date. I know I'm probably not in your thoughts. You probably don't even want to go with me but-"

"Yes,"she smiled.

"I really would- yes? You said yes?"

"Yes, I'll go with you." She laughed because he was so shocked. The look on his face said it all.

He leaned over the small table placing a gentle sweet kiss on her lips and pulled away. They both admired each other for awhile before deciding it was time to leave.