Her Wife And Kids

ѕevenтeen

Beyonce's P.O.V

"Bey when you gon stop hoeing around and finally settle down"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm telling you, you need to leave that chick alone. She got a whole family" Kelly continued as she was driving us to an in house party hosted by her cousin Cornell.

"She's feeling me too. If she didn't like me why would she allow me to kiss her as I do? I understand she got a wife and all but obviously she ain't treating her right" Kelly sighed.

"In all honesty, I would do anything for that woman...I just wish she was mine" Kelly turned her head to look at me giving me a sympathetic look.

"You really love her don't you?" She asked.

"I'm in love with her Kelly. I can't see my self ever being serious with someone other than her" It's the first time I've ever said that out loud. It feels good, but it also feels wrong.

"Damn Bey..." Kelly looks at me engrossed in what I was saying.

After a while she speaks again "As your bestfriend, I want nothing but to see you happy in life. You deserve to be happy, If she makes you happy who am I to stop you from being so"

"Thank you Kelly, that means a lot" I couldn't help but smile at the thought of having my best friend's support.

"Wait hold the fuck up. Bey what the fuck is that?!!" Kelly steps on the breaks, the tires then screech causing us both to jerk back.

Wide eyes I look outside the side of her window to see a body of a girl laying brutally beaten on the floor.

"Should I call the police?!" I nodded watching her shuffling through her glove compartment finally getting a hold of her phone.

"I'm gonna see what I can do" Kelly frantically nodded putting the ringing phone to her ear.

I got out the car running to the girl. Before anything, I wanted to be a nurse so I went to nursing school for a good two years.

I sat knelt right beside the girl, She was on her side so I couldn't see much of her face.

"Are you alright?" I asked, of course she wasn't but I needed a response from her.

When I got no response I moved to the next step. Checking her pulse.

I gently put my middle finger and index finger on her neck. The pulse was faint but it was there.

"If you can hear me open your eyes for me" Sometimes the person is responsive but not speaking wise.

Still, I got nothing. The next step I was nervous about. I had to put her in recovery position and if I don't do this right it could result in me breaking something.

"Okay, I'm gonna try to move you. An ambulance is on its way right now so please try to stay with me"

Carefully I place my hands on both sides of her face and with my fingertips, I steadily lift the jaw to open an airway. With this jaw thrust technique, I can avoid any movement of the neck, in case of spinal injury.

There's really nothing else I can do without tools. I feel so helpless.

I sit there holding her hand to assure her I was here. "You're strong, you're gonna get through this. I promise. Whoever did this to you will have another thing coming their way" She had blood all over her shirt, scratches on her arm and her face was mostly covered with her hair.

I don't know if it's because I'm around kids almost every day of my life or because I'm just an emotional human being but this is a heartbreaking sight.

I wonder what's running through her parents' mind. Do they even know?

Why would anyone do this to her? All these questions that I had no business asking were coming to thought.

All that was soon cut short by the ringing of a phone. I patted my pockets and took my phone out only to find out it wasn't my phone that was ringing.

Then it hit me. I looked behind me realizing it was her phone that was ringing.

I pick it up and look at the caller ID. "Mommy💕" it read. Instantly I accepted putting the phone to my ear.

"Do you know what time it is, why have you been ignoring my calls?!"

I crease my brows in disbelief. "Nicki?"

"Beyonce?!" Nicki says just as surprised as I am.

I look back at the girl, then Kelly who's in the car panicked.

"My mistake Bey, I meant to call my daughter" Nicki said ready to hang up.

"Wait what?!" I let go of the girl's hand and move her hair away from her face. "Oh my god.."

"Why are you acting so weird Bey, you ok?" Nicki chuckled.

Yup, this was definitely Nicki's child. Why didn't I know before?!. Fuck how am I supposed to explain this to her...

"Nicki I'm so sorry to have to tell you this but I'm here with your daughter, umm she's unresponsive right now but I think she got into a fight. The ambulance is on their way right now. I'm so sorry Nicki, I didn't even notice this was you daughter" I babbled.

"M-my Zizi?..." Nicki asked clearly distressed

"I'm sorr-"

"I told her to stop fighting with these girls, she's so goddamn hard headed!!" She cried.

"Beyonce please just keep my baby safe. I'm on my way, tell me where you are" I nodded looking around for a street sign.

"Medford street, Drive safely I got her Nicki. The ambulance is arriving right now, I'll tell you what hospital when we get there"

Once I got off the phone the ambulance arrives. Paramedics hastily jump out from the back and pull out the stretchers.

I stepped aside giving them space. One officer walks up to me and begins questioning while another is talking to Kelly.

They wouldn't let me ride with Zizi because I'm not family so Kelly and I followed them to the hospital.

While we're waiting I explain everything to Kelly.