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"You done now?" Charles asked through clenched teeth as he watched her rub her wrist now that the temporary hard plastic shackles  were taken off

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"You done now?" Charles asked through clenched teeth as he watched her rub her wrist now that the temporary hard plastic shackles  were taken off.

He knew bringing her back to Houston was a bad idea with everything going on especially with her not addressing anything that caused her distress instead of acknowledging it, but he never imagined he'd have to jump in and break up a fight in a hospital waiting room to keep her from getting jumped.

The second her open palm came into contact with Emory's face all hell broke loose and wether she knew it or not she was in danger.

Not every man she came across was raised to never raise his hand at a woman, and judging by how quick the man hopped out of his seat to snatch her little ass up he was part of that percent.

It took seconds to break up the actual altercation but Bey's loud mouth and flying threats quickly gained the attention of a group of people walking in who were friends with Meek and also friends of Emory.

Bey was placed in plastic handcuffs and whisked away for continuing to incite the fight , but no one else wanted to be arrested especially over something so petty so she was on her own .

"Done what? Looking at the wall? We've been sitting here for the last thirty minutes not doing Shit while Shawn is probably out of surgery and awake already looking for me" she said with an attitude.

"You don't have anyone to blame but yourself. I told you several times to either calm down or walk away when I noticed your mouth was getting reckless but you ignored me"he scolded.

"Because you're not my dad! You're not my-"
Bey started before she cut herself off and covered her mouth.

This was one of the first times she's slipped up since her dads death and mentioned him as if he was still alive.

"I know I'm not your father and I'm not trying to be . I'm a friend who's trying to get you to make better decisions, and slapping a grown ass man that could've folded you in half if he wanted to is not a good decision Beyoncé and you know it" he explained.

"Well I don't regret it" she shrugged.

He wasn't even about to entertain her.

After observing her erratic , not just today but over the course of him time knowing her he came to the conclusion that as long as someone showed her attention and tried to get her to be rational the longer she would carry on.

"Can we go now ?" She asked looking around to see if she left anything.

"We're not going anywhere until you can promise me that you'll act right . If I get even the slightest hint that you're about to start calling people out again I'm taking you to the car and we can wait out there for an update" he said seriously as he grabbed her jacket and phone from where she left them.

"Why are you so mad at me ? Wait, I get it. You're jealous of my feelings for Shawn. You know that if I'm willing to fight over him that I love him and that's eating you up isn't it? That's why you're trying to control me , that's why you didn't want me to leave in the first place. You wanted me all to yourself" she rambled clearly not thinking straight.

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