Trading Places

Shawn's POV



"Hello?" I answered my phone as I played the game.



"Baby, what are you doing?"



"Nothing why?"



"I want you to go get a haircut and then I want you to get dressed and I'll pick you up a seven."



I paused my game and took the phone from between my ear and shoulder and looked at it. 



"Baby." I heard.



"Yeah, I'm still here."



"Are you gonna do what I say?"



"I don't know." I said smiling.



"Shawn, don't get difficult. Do what I say."



"Fine but what about the kids?"



"I got it covered." She said. "Go get nice and I'll see you later."



"Okay." I said.



She hung up and I smiled. I checked my watch and I had time. I started playing the game again.



It's been about a month since Marcus's accident. Of course Bey's been focusing on getting Marcus back to health and the guardianship thing and I understand that. I'm not a clingy guy and I have a life outside of my relationship as well so I gave her space to do what she had to do. 



After about two hours I went to get a hair cut and then I went back to the house. After I took a shower I was just standing in my closet. Did she say casual or not?



I got my phone to call her.



"Is this casual or what?" I asked.



"Casual."



"So where you taking me?"



"I'm not telling you."



"Why not?"



"Because I'm not be ready at seven."



"Alright."



After I hung up I went to get dressed. I was looking pretty damn good as I brushed my hair. I grabbed some gum, my phone, wallet and keys. I walked down the steps and like clock work I heard the elevator ding.



"Shawn!"



"I'm coming." I said walking down the remaining steps.



"You looking good." She said.



"You look better." I said as I admired her outfit.



"Alright, stop drooling. Let's go."



We got into the elevator and I pulled her towards me for a kiss. 



"I missed you today." She said.



"You could've came and seen me instead bossing me around on the phone."



"I could've." She said as we got off the escalator. "But I went to get this instead."



We walked outside she bought a new car. 



"God damn, this that new Fisker?" 



"Yeah."



Damn, this is nice. I inspected the car. My baby got taste.



"You gotta let me drive it."



"You will but not tonight."



We got in the car and it was nice. She drove off and I didn't know where the hell we were going. 



Marcus's POV



I was on the couch playing the game with Amir. I heard Cori begging to play but she was asking Amir not me. Shawn's sister Raven was babysitting us. My thing is I'm 14. What I need a baby sitter for?



"Amir, let her play." I said.



"Nah, you let her play."



"I'm still injured."



"Not in your hands."



"I'm telling." Cori said.



"Come on, let her play before she call your mom." 



"Fine." He said.



He past her the controller. I don't know why she wanted to play 2k anyway. She don't know how to play. I decided to beat her real quick so Amir could play again.



"Y'all come eat!"



Yes, pizza. We sat the controllers down and went to the kitchen. I can't move as fast as I used to but I'm getting there.



"Raven, why you got on that big old hoodie? It ain't even hot in here."



"Shut up."



I heard the door so I went to get it. I opened the door.



"Hey, is this the Knowles residence?" Some guy asked.



"Yeah." 



He pulled out a piece of paper.



"I'm looking for a Beyoncé?"



"She not here right now. Who are you?"



"I'm Markell. Who you?"



"You knocked on my door."



He laughed.



"True lil homie."



"But I'm Marcus." 



"Marcus? I been looking for you."



"What you mean you been looking for me?" I said as I eyed him up and down.



"Yeah," he said handing me the paper. "I'm your brother."



"You my brother?" I said looking over the paper he handed me.



"Yeah." 



I looked at the paper and it look like a birth certificate. We didn't have the same moms so we had to have the same dad. But I never met my dad.



I looked back at him and gave him the paper back. 



"Can you come back tomorrow when Beyoncé home. I can't let you in."



"Yeah, I'll come over around one."



"Okay, bye."



I closed the door and stood against it. I got a brother? Shit, I got a father?



Beyoncé's POV 



Shawn and I were eating at dinner.



"Not that this isn't hot or anything but why all of this?" He asked.



"You've been very patient with me for the last few weeks with what's going on and I just wanted to reward you."



"Oh okay but you got me regardless." He said. "I'm not going anywhere especially when you made a nigga fall in love and that shit has never happened before."



"You made me fall in love with you too." I said.



"Yeah you gonna be wifey in the future. I promise you."



I blushed and kept eating. 



After dinner we left and of course Shawn wanted to drive my car. I let him and we went back to his house and had a lovely time together.



The Next Morning



We come back to my house the next morning thinking we gonna get some sleep but no. All these damn kids are wide awake at nine in the morning.



"Hi, mommy." Amir said when we walked in the kitchen.



"Hi," I said walking over to him kissing him on the forehead. "Why y'all up so early?"



"We was hungry." Cori said.



"Mommy, Marcus got a brother."



"Marcus don't have no brother."



"Uh huh."



Shawn and I looked at each other and than Raven. She shrugged.



"How were the kids?"



"They were fine."



"Where's Marcus?"



"He said he was thinking." Amir said.



I nodded.



"Shawn pay your sister."



"I'm not paying her."



"Shawn, pay her."



He groaned but gave her the money.



"Thank you Beyoncé."



"What?" Shawn said.



I went upstairs to put my bag away and to find Marcus. I found him in his room just sitting there. I sat next to him.



"You wanna tell me what's wrong?"



He sighed.



"Yesterday some guy came to the door saying he was my brother."



"What guy?"



"He said his name was Markell. He wanted to talk to you. He said he come back around one today."



"How do you know he's telling the truth?"



"At first I didn't but then I came up her to look at my birth certificate cause he showed me his and we have the same father."



"Did he say he wanted something?"



"No, he just said he's been looking for me."



I nodded.



"Well don't you worry about it. I'll get it straightened out alright."



He nodded.



"Go downstairs and get some breakfast."



We left out of his room. He went downstairs and I went to my room. I went to look at all the paper work I was given on him. None of it said anything about a brother so I'm not sold yet.



"What are you doing?" I heard.



I looked and it was Shawn. I told him what was going on. 



"It doesn't sound that off especially if they have the same father or something."



"I know it's just out the blue."



Shawn pulled me to lay down. 



"You still tired?"



"A little but his brother supposed to be here at one."



"I'll set an alarm for twelve. Get some sleep."



I turned over so I was facing his chest.



"I love you." I said into his chest.



"I love you too." I heard him say.



Marcus's POV



"You nervous?" Bey asked.



"Nah, I met him at the door yesterday." I said laughing. "What you nervous for?"



"I'm not nervous."



I eyed her. Yeah, she a lil nervous. The doorbell rang and she got up to get it. I was behind her. She opened the door and there he was.



"Beyoncé?" He said cause he wasn't sure.



He looked at me and I nodded.



"Markell right?" She said and he nodded. 



She shook his hand and we went to sit down.



"I figured you needed proof." He said handing Bey his birth certificate.



She matched it up with my mine and we both had the name Mitchell Wilkins on our birth certificates.



"How did you find Marcus?" 



"Well I'm sorry to say this but our father passed away about 7 years ago." He said.



Well damn.



"He always told me I had a brother but I thought he was just saying that until he died and I had to go through his stuff and I found a copy of his birth certificate and I been looking for you since."



"It took you 7 years to find me?" I asked.



"Yeah and it didn't help that I lived all the way in California."



"So how did you end up finding him?" Bey asked.



"I had a private investigator and he said there was something on the news about a boy getting shot and he lived in the Bronx. We did some more research and here I am."



"Wow,"I said. "That's crazy." 



"So how old are you?" Bey asked.



"I just turned 21 this year."



He started to tell us a little more about himself but I'm stuck on the fact that apparently my dad died. I have so many unanswered questions that have to go unanswered and that sucks. 



We heard the door open and in walked Shawn with Amir and Cori.



"Markell this is my boyfriend Shawn and his daughter Cori and my son Amir."



"Hi, nice to meet y'all." He said shaking Shawn's hand.



"Y'all this is Markell, Marcus's brother."



"Oh cool, I'm Marcus's brother too." Amir said.



Markell looked at us.



"Not blood but that's my little brother." I said.



"Oh okay." 



"You got cool tattoo's." Amir said.



"Thanks."



Wow, this is still crazy. I have a brother and he was looking for me and finally found me.



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