𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 & 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 | 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄

⚠️ Chapter Twenty: I'll Get You

TWENTY⚠️
QUEEN & GHOST
HOUSTON, TEXAS

WHEN BEYONCÉ WAS ESCORTED BACK TO her home in Houston a few days later, she washed her body thoroughly in the shower and exfoliated her skin. After, she watched her hair and ran her hands through her curls. Self-care always calmed her down and always made her feel relaxed.

But in this case, it didn't seem to be working because the only person she could think about was him. It was driving her insane, all she wanted to do was pull her hair out. She only ever had such intense feelings for her husband, never for someone else. But she was terrified he was going to find her and then she would suffer the same fate as Shawn. She wasn't ready to die just yet, she had far too much to live for.

She tried to calm down. Her stalker wouldn't be able to reach her in her own home especially since Houston was so far away from Seattle. Besides, the tour has been put on pause so he didn't know where she was.

After turning on some panties and a bra, she grabbed a robe and wrapped it around her body. Her mind was still going crazy and she cursed to herself, it didn't look like she was going to get any sleep tonight again. Insomnia was another factor that was driving her crazy. The last time she slept well was after he came inside her room and fucked her. Instantly, she was put out after their long night.

She brushed her teeth and washed her face. Then, she walked out of the bathroom and there was a noise at her bedroom doors. The hair on the back of her neck stood up and her lips parted. Could it be? Was he here?

She opened her bedroom door and secured the robe around her body. She called out for Julius but there was no response. She flicked the light switch but the home still stayed dark. It seems the storm had taken out the power.

She moved through her modern mansion, looking at the forest in the back of her home. The heavy rain from the storm cascaded down the windows. The flashes of lightning cast an eerie spotlight into the dark shadows and she wondered if she was being watched.

While was looking at the forest, a sudden shadow moved right in front of her and placed his hand on her large windows. Her eyes shifted over and she gasped in fear.

There he was in all his glory on the other side of the window wearing nothing but a dark coat, leather gloves, and his stupid ghost-face mask. She didn't know how he got passed security, she never did.

The truth was he had killed all of her men and laid them out on the patio. He had murdered all of them except for Julius. He understood how important he was to her so he spared his life. Julius was sedated in the shed near the back of her house and he wouldn't be awake for the next couple of days.

As she looked down, her eyes began to widen. All of her security guards had been slaughtered. She should have been looking at them with fear and shock but instead, she wanted to admire the beautiful artwork he laid on the floor for her. Suddenly, she began to cry. She felt as if it was too late. She had already lost her emotions.

She felt her throat tighten when he raised his knife and tapped it on the window three times.

One.

Two.

Three.

I'll

Get

You.

She knew she was in trouble because she had blocked his number and practically ran away. She wondered how he was able to find her but it didn't matter, he always did.

She turned around and quickly ran to her bedroom but because it was so dark, she crashed into the wooden coffee table. She cried out in pain, clutching her leg on the couch. Ghost tilted his head to the side and with the lightening flashing above him, she could see the blood that dropped off his body. Her patio was now painted red.