Beyoncé is forced to go to college and her parents want in her in a general business job. But her heart says otherwise and wants to become a singer. Chris Brown is in the same boat until the two meet together...
Momma T POV OYE! I did not raise my girly like this. They dry and fix themselves up. They come back down stairs and out into the patio. We all sit at the table. Bey: so what's up momma and sista? Momma T: well, I would like to know...WHY THIS BITCH IS OUT HERE SAYING YOURE OUT TO MURDER HER?!!!! ITS ON THE NEWS!!! YALL EVEN CHECK YOUR PH- OMG! Beys POV Fuuuuccckkk!!! That wench!!! There's helicopters circling our house. That bitch really tattle tailed. We run inside and I close the doors and close all the blinds and mom and solo and Chris help. We all meet downstairs in the basement where Chris has his arcade set up in one room with a huge ass tv and couch and then our studio that we share down here. I close and lock the basement door. I look at my phone and see my manager called me 100 times. I call her back. Manager: OH GIRL YOU REALLY DON FUCKED UP!!! THIS GIRL SAID YOU SHOT HER?!!! AND NOW FBI AND YOUR WHOLE HOUSE IS ON TV!!!! Bey: IM SO SORRY!!! I MY HEART IS IN MY ASS!!!WTF DO I DO?!?? Manager: *sighs* Go turn yourself in and give your full side of the story. We all know you're a good person, so just do what you have to do. Be lucky we love you enough to keep you. *hangs up* I look at Chris and he sobs. He walks over and cries into my neck. I grab the back of his neck
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Chris: I JUST GOT FIRED!!!! We all gasped. Oh my poor baby!!! This is all my fault. I tell mom and solo the full story and mom slapped me. Momma T: so did you just forget everything I've ever taught you your whole life? "Being the bigger person". Totally unnecessary. Chris: They said that they can't have bad publicity for their label. And I'm ruining their image apparently. So they said they have to let me go until further notice of the investigation. Bey: *cries* oh baby this is all my fault! We just gotta turn ourselves in and explain and do whatever it takes to put this behind us. Momma T: I've got bail money you guys are lucky. Alright let's go. Chris, yo momma bout to have a heart attack too son. Y'all are everywhere. I'll tell her to meet us at the police station. I hold his hand and we go upstairs. We open the doors and the police point there guns at us. Chris and I get on our knees, hands above our heads as two police officers remove my sister and mother and they were trying to reason with the police but they wasn't havin none of it. Chris and I are handcuffed and we look at each other and he looks pissed and defeated at me. I'm in really deep shit. It was a long embarrrasing drive to the station. Paparazzi are having a field day rn. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let me rage get this far. I've just barely costed Chris his dream job and our repuation. And I know he ain't happy with how I dealt with that. We get out and police men left and right were having our backs as we get into the station. They sit Chris down outside of the interrogation room and he dosent even wanna look at me. I feel sooo bad rn. I get in the room and they take the cuffs off. The interigatoe sits right infront of me. Morris: hello, my name is Morris Fields. Funny cause he looks exactly like Morris Chestnut. Morris: tell - Bey:*bursts out*. IT WAS MY FAULT!!! I got so heated in the moment! I tell him the whole story and I bawl my eyes out. Bey: please know that Chris has nothing to do with any of this! Officer: *rushes into room* Sir, we uncuffed Chris. We notice that he has scratches all on his back. And they look untreated. Scars. It's horrible. Morris: you beat him up ontop of it?! Bey: no I - *sighs* I pushed him away from me and he fell into the glass table. I didn't mean for him to it's just I pushed him away in the wrong moment. Morris: Beyoncé Giselle Knowles, you are under arrest for attempting to murder Karruche Tran. Anything you say and do will be held against you. This dosent feel real! I can't believe this is happening. They cuff me up and as I walk out of the interigation room, I see my family and Chris family pulling a Karen in here. They all look and see me handcuffed, security had to block them off from getting to me. Momma J: don't worry baby! We gon get ya out of this!! I look and see Chris leaning against the wall and he looks at me and he sees my cuffs. Chris: *runs up to her* wait, officers just gimme like 5 mins to talk to her! Officer: you've got 1 minute starting now. Bey: Chris this is all my fault. It's t- Chris: *caresses her face* no it's not baby! If I hadn't messed around with that hoe this- Bey: yea but even then so. I still did what I did. And there's no turning back. This isnt gonna work now. You deserve a girl better than me. Just know I'll l- Chris:*kisses her for a while* Stop that non sense! You're forever my woman! And we gonna get ya out of this. I'm gonna do eve- Bey: tell me then why you looked so mad at me. Chris: because *sighs* I am a little pissed at you but can you blame me?! Bey: I don't! You don't think I feel bad?! Chris I never meant to hurt you! I was angry! Chris: I just wished you handled it better and listened to me. Bey: so you don't wanna be with me? Chris: what?? Baby, no I never said that! Officer: times up! Don't worry, you guys will talk in 5-6 months. *escorts her away* Chris: I love you baby! Don't lose hope!! I didn't respond. I feel ashamed. Once everything got situated a bit, they are taking my picture now:
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*1 hour later* Chris POV Both our families have been trying everything we can. Our management and record label teams have even came and helped out. A judge will see Beyoncé in the courtroom about this whole situation in 30 minutes. I bet Karruche is having a blast watching this on the news. Bitch! 30 minutes go by and before we know it, we're in the courtroom. She's only getting quicker treatment cause everyone loves us apparently. We all get in and sit. And oh shit-
