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BEYONCE RAN DOWN THE STREET, LOOKING behind to see if anyone was following her. She panted, resting her hand on her stomach and making sure her baby was alright. She heard sirens nearby and her chest dropped into her stomach. A tear slipped down her cheek, she couldn't believe how fast today had changed. At first, everything was perfect and now, it had all gone wrong.
She ran into a nearby motel, pulling her key from her purse and quickly walking into the dirty motel room. Inside, Kairo laid on the bed with a cold drink on his forehead. Every time he felt as if he wanted to sleep, the chill from the drink would keep him awake. Her body shook as she pulled out a sewing kit, tweezers, and alcohol she had just purchased from the store 2 minutes away. "I'm here, baby. I'm here."
She sat down on the bed, pulling the towel that had been drenched in his blood off his body. She quickly opened the rubbing alcohol bottle and poured it onto the wound. Kairo instantly groaned out in pain, a couple of veins forming in his neck. She repeatedly apologized, grabbing the sewing kid and ripping it open.
It was funny, he had practically begged her to run off without him and to save herself before they arrested her. But she knew she couldn't just leave him and she didn't want him to die. So, she carried his body to a very close motel and laid him on the bed. Then, she ran to the store and grabbed all the items she needed to treat him. She had watched enough action movies and she knew exactly what she needed to do.
"This is going to hurt, Kairo but just, stay with me, okay?" She grabbed a rag and twisted it, placing it between his teeth so he could bite down. She held the tweezers, cleaning them with alcohol. She grabbed her phone, turned on the flashlight, and held it in her left hand.
With dancing nerves, she used the tweezers to dig into his bullet wound, searching for the bullet. He gripped the edge of the bed, his vision becoming blurry. He was completely out of it and he felt as if he was sweating a ton. He had experienced plenty of pain but feeling the metal tool inside his body was enough to make him actually want to die.
"Baby, stay awake. Please!" Beyonce begged, just as his eyes closed. She grabbed the cold bottle and rested it on his forehead again, his eyes slowly opening once again. She closed her eyes, another tear falling shortly. "I know it hurts. I need you to stay awake for me and our daughter."
She continued digging for the bullet and Kairo screamed into the rag, biting down. With every muffled scream he did, she felt her heart break even more and she placed kisses on his knuckles. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."
Eventually, she found it and she slowly pulled it out, dropping it on the bedside table. She grabbed the needle from the sewing kid, securing some thread on the end. She kissed his cheek before pressing the needle into his skin.
