We were speeding on the road as fast as my car could go. "Beyoncé, that was amazing!" I told her. "Thanks Jay." She said happy to hear some good feedback. As I looked out the car window, I saw that we were in the middle of nowhere. It looked like a western place with grass everywhere. "Where the hell are we?" Beyoncé asked. "I don't know." I told her. "Jay, I'm really tired." She told me. "Ok. I guess we could find a motel around here." I replied. As I looked on the map, I saw a motel that was close by. I pulled up to the parking lot & parked my car. We took out everything we had in the car with us. "Hey, put these sunglasses on." I said giving Beyoncé some sunglasses. As we put our sunglasses on, we walked into the motel. "May I help you?" Asked the woman at the desk. "Um, yes. We would like to check in." I told the woman. "Ok. Name?" The woman asked me. "Shawn Carter" I told her. "I thought your name was Jay." Beyoncé whispered to me. "It is. I don't want anyone to find me." "Ok. That would be a hundred fifty dollars." The woman said. I pulled out some money. She counted to make sure I had the right amount and then gave us the key to our room. "A hundred fifty for this? This should be worth twenty five cents." Beyoncé said unimpressed with the motel settings. Our room number was: 711. We opened the door and threw down our belongings. I put the empty case on the bed and I told Beyoncé to count the money. I took my cigar out one of my bags that was in the car and lit it. Then started smoking it. "You are going to have cancer always smoking that cigar." Beyoncé joked while laughing and counting the money. "Shut up." I laughed. "Done." She said minutes later. "How much" I asked. "Around one million dollars." Beyoncé told me. "Ok. That's ok." I said. Beyoncé got up & went to this mirror inside our room. She was fixing her hair and stuff for bed. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked her. "Aren't you already talking to me?" She asked me joking. " Now you being funny." I laughed. Then she laughed a cute little laugh. "Where you from?" I asked. "I'm from Texas.Where you from?" She asked me. "Brooklyn." I told her taking off my sunglasses. We talked and talked for hours laughing and shit. I think our relationship is getting stronger.
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Bang Bang: A Jay Z & Beyoncé Story
FanficJay Z & Beyoncé go on the run from cops while forming a romantic relationship and their partnership gets stronger.