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I woke up..surprisingly in my foyer by my front door. Something didn't seem too right. I lifted my head and wiped my eyes. Once I opened them..I saw police all in my house.
WHAT THE FUCK?! I thought.
There was blood all on the floor and on my hands and in my hair. My face hurt like a bitch. I began to stand up as one of the officers helped me get to my feet.
"Whoa whoa! What going on?" I asked the officer. He looked at me with a sorry face as I stood there confused out of my mind.
"I'm sorry Ms. Knowles, but your boyfriend Shawn Carter was pronounced dead".
I just stood there...numb. All I remember is he left for the club Friday night. I don't remember him coming home or anything.
"WHAT ?! NO! how did he die ??! who the fuck did it ? I knew I shouldn't have let him go to the club with his boys" I said crying with my head in my hands.
"Umm actually Ms. Knowles.. according to your camera system tapes you have here in your home, YOU seem to be the one responsible for your boyfriends' death".
I nearly fainted until the same officer held me up in order for me to keep my consciousness. I guess that explains all the blood on the floor. But why would I kill him? I would hurt a fly..
I was interrupted by the officer talking again.
"The reason why you aren't being out under arrest was because your actions was self defense against Mr. Carter".
Self defense? What ? I continued to stand there just processing what i was just told. Tears were still streaming down my face as I stared blankly at the blood all over the floor..that must be his blood.
I excused myself from the officer and went to the bathroom because I oddly had to pee at this very second. I walked around the corner to my bathroom and turned on the light. I faced the mirror and couldn't believe my eyes.
My right eye was blackened. There was a big blue and purple bruise under it along with some dried up blood under my nose and some dried up blood and a hand print going around my neck. I looked like I just finished a fight scene in a movie..except this wasn't a movie, it was real life.
I hurried and peed and washed my hands trying to ignore looking at my horrible face. I went back to the officer in my foyer. At this point the blood was cleaned and the ambulance was coming to put me on a gurney since my face was messed up I had to go to the hospital.
I got on the little bed and let them strap me in and they rolled me outside into the ambulance.
At the Hospital...
I was laying on this hard ass hospital bed with a patch over my eye and an IV running pain meds in my veins. The doctor said I should be fine so I could go home by tomorrow.
