Is this love?

Chapter 16~ A Guilty Conscience.

Continued from last chapter...

"But yo man, One of your girls got shot." 

"One of my girls?" I asked turning around to look at him.

"Yeah that one we picked up the other day actually." 

"The one you got in Pennsylvania?" I asked now becoming more concerned. 

"Yeah man. She's in some deep shit." 

I rubbed my head and leaned back against my cabinets. Damn. How am I going to tell Beyonce this? It will kill her.

"Kelly?" I immediately recognized her soft, sweet voice. 

I turned around to see Beyonce standing at the end of my hallway with tears in her eyes. Damn.

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(Beyonce's P.O.V)

I feel like my heart just fell to the ground and busted into a million pieces. Kelly? Kelly was shot? What does this man mean by, "She's in some deep shit." 

I just stood there staring at the both of them. A million thoughts running threw my head. I need to see her. I need to see that she is okay. 

I walked back to the room I have been staying in. I slipped on the first pair of shoes I found. 

"Beyonce wait." Shawn said walking into the room. 

I don't have the time or patience to deal with him right now. I pushed past him and looked through my stuff for my car keys. Wait. My car. It's in Pennsylvania.

I turned around and looked at Shawn. A look of concern and guilt covered his face. 

"Will you take me to the hospital?" I asked. 

"Beyonce you need to wait. I know you want to see her right now. I know your worried but you can't go to the hospital right now. Remember, I'm keeping you safe? Well the man I'm keeping you safe from is going to be at that hospital. You can't go right now." He said really fast. 

I could feel my heart racing. My head felt like it was spinning. I need to see for myself she is okay. I don't care if I get hurt or if I'm not safe. 

"Shawn I am trying really, really hard right now to not bite your head off. We are just now fixing things so I'm trying. But if you're not going to take me to see her then there is going to be a problem." I said as calmly as I can. 

"Beyonce I just-"

"Shawn I heard you. I heard every word of it but I don't care. What is that man going to do? Kill me in a hospital full of doctors and security gaurds? I highly doubt that. My best friend was shot. She could die. I need to see her, make sure she is okay. Please Shawn! Take me to the hospital. Please." I said begging him.

He narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "We'll go to the hospital. You can check on her then we are leaving." He said. 

I nodded my head. That's all I want. 

I followed Shawn out of the house to one of his cars and I got in. 

I bounced my leg up and down nervously. Kelly doesn't deserve this. No one deserves this. She is an amazing friend. She was always there for me. Making sure I had a roof over my head, food in my stomach, and clothes on my back. She would even take on all the weird old men I didn't want to have sex with then give me the money she got from them. She is the closest thing to family I've had in years and the thought of her possibly dying tears my heart apart.