Life {COMPLETED}

Chapter Nine

Diamanté POV
Three Weeks later

"Jas you have to have found something about where she is. A person can't just disappear off the face of the earth." I said drained as I talked to Jasmine, Beyoncé's personal assistant. No one has seen or heard from Bey in three weeks and now I'm starting to get worried. She hasn't answered anyone's calls and that's highly unusual.

The last time I heard from her was when she left to go to Cali to get Megan back. She was supposed to call me once she got to Cali, but she never did. Maybe I should check at the jet parking. 

I got up from the office chair in our shared household and I made my way downstairs and out the door. I locked the door and then jogged to my Lambo. I hopped in and sped off with the directions to the private jet parking already memorized. 

Suddenly i got the thought to call the pilot of her jet and see if maybe she canceled the flight since she found her common sense. I pulled my phone out my Marc Jacobs the Backpack and I pulled up the pilot's contact. A weird feeling washed over me as I made my way over the rock mountain terrain. 

Dialing the pilot's number, I prayed that he flew her to California. I prayed that she was cuddled up with Megan in her peace and that they are working things out. I prayed that she was okay. 

The pilot answered the phone. "Hello Ms. Harper, how can I serve you today?" 

"Hey Sam, I was wondering if you remembered if you flew Beyonce out to California about three weeks ago. The flight was sent to leave around 4pm." The line was quiet besides background noise in his setting. 

"Hmmm, I actually did not make any flights that day with her aboard, I remember waiting about two hours for her to show up at jet parking and she never showed. I tried calling her phone and she did not answer any of my calls. I'm sorry, I hope everything is okay with her." 

Yeah, me too, "It's okay Sam, thank you though. Have a nice day." I hung up and pulled the car over. I need to think things out clearly. 

What kind of mental state did Bey leave the house in? I mean for the most part she was happy and overjoyed that she had a chance at seeing Megan in person again, she didnt seem sad or mad or upset. The only time she was upset was when she saw those pictures and videos of DeMario, and Megan hugged up.

If she was truly happy and, on a mission, then why didn't she board the plane? Maybe she got a little sense back in her brain. She recognized she can't just pop back up in someone's life after 3 years and expect them to still be madly in love with you. 

Maybe she got a bothersome text? Nah, Bey doesn't open many people's text messages while she's driving. Only my texts, Mama Tina's texts, and Blu Blue's texts. The likeliness that all of us texted her at the same time is highly uncommon. 

Okay maybe she came to the conclusion Megan doesn't want her anymore, she probably got sad and went somewhere. But where? Well Beyonce being Beyonce she probably turned around and drove back home and packed a bag- Wait what the hell is that?

I squinted ahead and seen caution tape covering up a hole in the railing. I got out the car to be nosy. I stepped over the caution tape, and I made my way down the hill just looking around and things on the ground. This seems to have been some kind of car accident judging by the amount of glass on the ground. Something shimmery on the ground caught my eye and I made my way over to it. I picked it up and it immediately registered in my head that Bey was in a car accident. 

I internally started panicking just as my phone started ringing. I quickly grabbed it out thinking it could be Bey. Instead, it was Mama Tina. I tried to calm down so I could at least sound decent and not worry her. It's already bad enough one of her daughters is missing and could have possibly gotten into a car accident. 

Taking a deep breath, I answered and put the phone up to my ear. 

"Didi, you have to come to the hospital now! BB got into a car accident!" I heard Bey's little sister Blue say. My heart dropped to my ass and the tears started rolling down my cheeks as I heard Mama Tina crying in the background and Blue sniffling trying to keep in her cries. 

"I'm on my way Bluebell." I heard the three beeps meaning she hung up or the call dropped. I broke down crying and screaming and brusquely thrashing around where I stood. I stomped all my anger out on a recumbent dead cactus. After by temper tantrum I got back in my Lambo and sped to the hospital.

What condition is she in? 

If I wouldn't have given her the address, she wouldn't have left the house and she would be in the hospital. 

I cried the whole way there and after another temper tantrum I got out the car once I arrived and parked at the hospital. I went to the desk and snapped my fingers for the receptionist to take off her headphones and hear me. 

"Beyonce Giselle Knowles, 09/04/93, she came in with ER. I need a room number, now!" I spoke powerfully. She looked a bit shaken up as she typed on her computer fast and took out a stick note and wrote down the room number and gave it to me. I threw a roll of money at her big ass forehead hard, and I walked briskly to the stairs and sprinted up to the fifth floor in 2 minutes tops. I walked fast to room 516 and once I got there, I realized that I was about to see my best friend in her most vulnerable state in a while. 

I stood outside the door and took a deep breath. I slowly slid the door open and my her broke in a million pieces seeing Mama Tina consoling Blue as she cried hard. I couldn't face my best friend. Not yet at least. I walked over to them since they hadn't noticed my presence yet and I gently rubbed Mama Tina's shoulder. 

She looked up at me and I looked back into her tired hazel eyes and seen all the hurt. I sat down next to her, and Blue looked over to me and immediately climbed in my lap and clung onto me and cried softly. 

"Everything is going to be okay Bluebell I promise. But you have to calm down and stop crying so you don't make yourself sick. You know BB wouldn't want you to get sick from being so upset about her. Besides she's going to be fine. Y'all are Knowles', y'all can get past anything. Just know that Bey loves you." I spoke in her ear softly and rubbed her back. I based off of her breathing I could tell she had fallen asleep. 

By now I still hadn't looked in Beyonce's direction. I could see how much this affected Mama Tina because she was the toughest Knowles by far. She didn't have any emotions when her husband of 15 years cheated on her with her sister so to see how bad this is affecting her, I knew it had to be bad. 

"Mama Tina, how bad is it?" I asked softly. 

She took a deep breath before speaking. "A semi-truck hit her and knocked her off the road and down the hill. She has t-t-two broken ribs, one of which caused her to have a Myocardial Contusion. The fall damaged the back lobe of her brain and that caused her to slip into a coma which they said she more than likely will never wake up from." By now she was back to ugly crying, and I let my tears fall. 

Slowly I turned my head to Bey's bed, and I was torn at the sight. She had wires and tubes and bandages everywhere, her face was bruised up horribly and she looked so frail and weak.  I can't live my life without my best friend. I just can't.