"Theo, you can't leave you aren't even ready!". Moving my face out my mother's hand I stared at her, before she looked away stepping back.
"Mom, I don't care! They can't find my fucking girlfriend! I gotta find her if nobody will". I shouted ignoring the burning in my chest.
Her face soften as she walked over to me engulfing me in a tight hug. Pulling back the door opened as some cops entered.
"Mr. James, if you could can we talk about the accident, and Ms. Knowles?". Nodding I sat on the bed as my mother walked out the door shutting it behind her.
"So? Do you remember anything about the crash that took place a week ago?". He asked as I tried to calm down.
"Can we talk about why anyone can't find my girlfriend?".
"Mr. James, we are trying everything in our power to find her, but if you can give us any details on what happen it would help us".
"Beyoncé and I were going to a restaurant, our real first date, that's beside the point. At the light she noticed a car coming way to fast, I didn't think I quickly un did my seat belt trying to shield her, I don't remember anything else beside waking up and she was gone". They nodded writing notes down before putting papers out their brief case.
"Do you know this woman?". Grabbing the picture my blood boiled.
"No".
I lied.
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