Chapter 40: To The Rescue

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Trey p.o.v

I came home a little late tonight i hope Bey ain't mad im just doin ma job. I came through the door and notice something was seriously off. The whole house was dark, some things were moved out of place or on the floor, and usually Beyonce comes to greet me but she didn't. I sighed, shook off the bad feeling and took a shower. When i was done i put on my boxers and walked around the house, she just wasn't here but her new car is. Random thoughts filled my head wondering if she was okay but i was stopped when i felt a really cold breeze. I looked back and saw the back door wide open with mud tracks all around it. I freaked out and called the police; they arrived and told me to call her and she answered except it wasn't her who answered it was her ex.

" Hey lil boy i see u back from the studio. Sooo... what's new?" He laughed. I was really pissed but a cop told me to keep cool and try to keep him on the line for 15 seconds and i nodded.

"Yeah im back and man where's my girl fr like what you want for her"

"I want her cuz she my property not urs. I wish u woulda backed off cuz now she gon get hurt."

"See that's why she love me not you cuz u always say u care when u don't plus she NOT property!!!" I yelled and he went silent i could tell he was angry. Then i heard Beyonce scream in pain then the line went dead.

SHITTTTTT!!!

I got mad and threw the phone but the cops said we stayed on for 25 seconds so they found the location.

Yasssss!!!!

30 minutes lata

We pulled up to an old trap house, and please don't ask how i know that. I heard Beyonce shout again so i busted through the door with the po po on my tail armed. As soon as he saw me he put down the belt and pulled out a gun and tried to fire but got shot in the head twice by two cops. I got Bey unchained from the wall and she was weak and cryin. Man he beat her bad so i took her to the hospital while the police dealt with a dead Tyga. Beyonce will be released tomorrow so i headed home, cleaned up and got some sleep.

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