Secrets

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Lyn: Yes its me. Please don't hang up Beyonce. I swear I am not calling to start drama. *silence* Beyonce

Bey: *walking in the kitchen* Yea, im here. What do you want Lyn?

Lyn: Beyonce I need some help. I just got out of jail and I have no money and no where to go. I don't kno who else to call. Daniel is not answering.

Bey: I cant help you Lyn.

Lyn: Please Beyonce. I swear if you help me I will never mess with you again. Im a changed man. Being in jail and attending counseling sessions all that time has really helped me. Just please help me. Im not asking you to let me stay with you, I know thats out the question. Just please help me.

Bey: *sighs* Damnit! Lyn...where are you?

Lyn: Im using a pay phone outside of the police station.

Bey: Im on my way. Stay there *hangs up*

(Bey sneaks into the bedroom and grabs her purse, jacket, and keys. She sneaks out the house and stops by the ATM machine to get money so she can add to the cash she already had. An hour later, she pulled up to the police station and saw Lyn. Instead of going to where he was, she called his name and made him follow her inside the police station, just in case he tried something.)

Lyn: Omg thank you for coming Bey *tries to hug her*

Bey: Don't. Touch me.

Lyn: Im sorry *they sit* So...

Bey: You look horrible and you stink *frowns her face*

Lyn: Im sorry we couldn't meet in a better setting

Bey: Ch....whatever. I didn't come here for that. Here *gives him $5,000* Lyn I swear if you contact me in anyway I will have your ass locked right the fuck back up

Lyn: Omg *hugs her tight* Thank you so much Beyonce

Bey: Lyn let me go

Lyn: *keeps hugging her* Thank you

Bey: Lyn.

Lyn: *lets her go* Im sorry. I just...Im just so happy that after all this time you are still willing to help me.

Bey: Its cool. You take this money and get you a hotel room for the night and tomorrow go home to Houston. Don't come back here Lyndell. I am not bullshittin

Lyn: I know. Im gonna get myself together Bey. Im going back to Houston on the first thing smoking and Im getting my life together.

Bey: Good *stands* Bye Lyndell. Be safe.

Lyn: Bye Beyonce. Thank you. For everything.

(Bey and Lyn go their separate ways. When Bey finally reached the house, she tried to sneak back in as quietly as possible, but she dropped her keys. She stood in place to see if she woke anybody. When she didn't see or hear anybody move, she started sneaking back upstairs but....)

Jay: *sitting on the couch in the dark, pissed* Beyonce where have you been?

Bey: O_O *stops in her tracks on the stairs...thinking: Oh shit!* Huh?

Jay: You heard me *starts walking towards her* Where the fuck have you been at 3 in the morning?

Bey: Um, nowhere. I just stepped outside to get some air. Lets go back to bed baby

Jay: Beyonce do NOT fuckin lie to me *getting even madder*

Bey: Jay, stop yelling. You gone wake up Jr.

(Bey walks in their room debating in her mind if she make up a lie or tell Jay the truth. Jay followed her in the room and sat in the chair in the corner. Bey knows he is pissed. She took off her jacket, puts her purse and keys down, and just sat at the end of the bed in silence.)

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