Chapter 3

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"Dr. Bassett, I blacked out, I never blackout. Something is wrong with my body," Beyoncé explained to her psychiatrist.

Beyoncé met her psychiatrist, Dr. Angela Bassett when she turned 18. Dr. Bassett knew everything about Beyoncé, including how she made her money. Even though Dr. Bassett was a psychiatrist she was also Beyoncé's psychologist.

"It was probably because you lost a lot of blood or because you were scared ," she said.

"Scared?" Beyoncé laughed, "You and I both know that I've lost way more blood,"

"Have you been taking your medicine?" she asked.

"No," Beyoncé answered looking away.

"That the problem Beyoncé, you have to take your medicine. With you not taking your medicine and being shot caused you to experience too much anxiety which is why you passed out," she said.

"I can't stand that fucking medicine, I feel like a fucking zombie!" Beyoncé yelled.

She absolutely hated taking her medicine for her mental disorders. She was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder(PTSD) which was a disorder in which a person has difficulty recovering after experiencing or witnessing a terrifying event. She was also diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder which was a disorder associated with episodes of mood swings.

"Calm down," Dr. Bassett said.

"I am fucking calm! Fuck!" Beyoncé yelled again.

"Beyoncé."

"I'm sorry, I'm out of it," Beyoncé said calmly, "Can you fill my prescription please, I flushed all the pills down the toilet."

"Are you ok Beyoncé?" Dr. Bassett asked.

"No," she rolled her eyes, "I kill people for a living and I sleep like a baby every night, in my comfortable ass bed with satin sheets."

The last remark Beyoncé said made her laugh, hysterically.

"Make sure you take your medicine, and be safe Beyoncé. I want you to come back next Wednesday for an update."

"Ok," Beyoncé said before leaving.

After she left she went to pick up Brianna from school. Brianna was in 11th grade and attended a private school. No one dared to mess with Brianna because her sister worked for Gucci, they didn't know that Beyoncé was Ghost that everyone feared but, if you were high in the ranks like Beyoncé was, you were to be feared.

"Bey, can Asia come spend the night?" Brianna asked through the window.

"It's a school night."

"I know but we have to study and I know you won't be home tonight," she begged.

"Fine, come on."

Asia was Brianna's best friend, she was also Tommie's younger sister.

Beyoncé dropped Asia and Brianna off after buying them Chipotle then headed to her training session.

Even though Beyoncé has had enough training, she still trained every other Wednesday. The difference with this training was that this was to make sure she stayed on top, and bettering her craft. This training also wasn't as brutal as the one before, it consisted of her mostly using weapons on targets, bettering her technique, and fighting. Honestly she loved it.

After several hours of training she decided to go home, take a shower, and rest until it was time for the meeting at 11 o'clock tonight.

It was 10:50 and Gucci, Jayceon, Tommie, Beyoncé, and another most trusted worker, Nipsey were getting ready for this meeting. It was to establish where each cartel stood in LA, being that they just popped up out of no where.

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