Part Two

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💥Jay's Point of View

Time had frozen. I couldn't move. No words left. It couldn't be.

It couldn't be.

We were all crowded around Beyoncé as she laid in the hospital bed. She'd fainted when she saw...Mathew. Even I couldn't move when I saw him because it was like seeing the ghost of the past. A beady eyed, bald, demon ghost of the past.

"I need to call the pastor,"Mama Tina whispered.

"I need to start going to church more. Maybe God can tell me why I was born into this crazy ass family,"B.B. rolled her eyes looking at me. The girls didn't even leave the house so they heard everything and they were the ones that called the ambulance for Bey because I was in shock just staring at him.

"It's ironic how I used to be a pastor,"Mathew chuckled. He got up and moved towards Bey's bed.

"Take one more step towards my wife and I'll make sure you leave this room in a body bag. Oh and you won't be faking no deaths this time round because I'll kill you,"I calmly warned him staring at the floor.

"I'd like to explain myself please,"he sat back down.

"Don't even bother. Matter of fact why don't you just crawl into what ever hole you just came out of because you're not wanted here. We hate you. I hate you. I hate you more than I hate Sephora and Chanel and I hate you more than I hate the fact that Daddy legally binded himself to the witch. I. Hate. You,"Bella spat as she lunged at him and B.B. held her back.

"Bella calm down now,"I stood up grabbing her.

"Let's be real there is no place to 'calm down'. You and mom were married but The Grim Reaper over here faked Mama's death, then you got with Sephora, then tried to marry her but Mama came back like 'surprise bitch' and stopped the wedding, then she took your business, then y'all had an affair, then you didn't, then she took Grandma's business, then you had an affair again, then you didn't, then we went on holiday for B.B. and y'all had an affair again, then y'all got back together but you decided to marry Sephora the next day, then you lied to Mama so when she found out y'all broke up, then she asked for a divorce then the Grim Reaper shows back up like 'surprise bitch'. All in the course of four months. Did I miss anything out or does that cover everything?"B.B. folded her arms and crossed her legs.

"I think you covered everything,"Solange scoffed looking out the window.

"I've made a mess of everything, I know, but none of us are innocent in this. The only innocent ones are you kids and I apologise but I'm going to sort this out,"I promised the girls looking deep into their eyes.

"But she's laying there and-"Bella choked up. "I don't wanna lose her again. I can't lose mom again,"she cried. I immediately got up and cradled my girls comforting them.

"I got y'all. I promise I got y'all,"I rubbed their backs and wiped their tears. "I'm sorry for everything and I mean it,"I kissed their heads. The doctor came in grabbing our attention. I sat in between the girls as Solo looked away from the window and at the doctor.

"What is it Dr West? What do the tests say?"I nervously asked her.

"Is she okay? It's strange that she hasn't woken up when all she did was faint. Is my baby okay?"Mama Tina became teary eyed. She uneasily looked at Mathew.

"Uh could I just speak to Mr Carter alone please?"she asked. I stood up and walked outside with her as people walked past us in the corridor. "Mrs Carter had a concussion and sometimes people don't instantly get up from fainting but she should be fine and wake up in a few minutes. However, the tests came up with someone and I'm not sure if y'all know because you didn't put it down in the patient details,"she checked the papers and I frowned.

"Why? What's happened?"

"Mr Carter...Mrs Carter is three months pregnant,"she told me and my eyes widened.

"Are you sure? That's what the tests say?"I checked and she nodded.

"Mrs Carter is roughly 14 weeks along. The baby is doing well but she needs to take it easy. I can call the cops if you would like me to because if Mr Knowles' presence will stress Mrs Carter out then it won't be in favour of her or the baby's health,"she shared her concerns.

"Thank you,"we shook hands and I went back in to see Beyoncé wide awake staring at Mathew without blinking.

"Are you okay? You need water? Food?"I knelt by her bed.

"She's fine Jay,"Solange snapped. "Don't you have a second wife to check up on?"

"Daddy what did the doctor say?"B.B. asked me. I glared at Mathew as he smirked at us all crowding around Bey's bed. It was taking every strength in me not to choke him and or strangle and kill him because he didn't even deserve to be in the same room as us. Everything he put my wife through, everything he put us through, it was time somebody made him feel what he made us feel. The only thing that was holding me back was the fact that my girls were here and it wasn't the place or time to be fighting. Bey needed my attention and care, especially after what she found out.

There was a knock on the door and it was pushed open- the cops.

"Is Mr Mathew Knowles here?"the larger one spoke.

"It's there,"Mama Tina pointed at him.

"Sir I am arresting you on-"we watched on as the cop handcuffed Mathew.

"What? That can't be. Speak to the French police, they'll tell you that they let me out. It's all just a misunderstanding,"he shook his head in denial. As he was dragged out the room, B.B. shut the door giving us silence.

"Bey...how're you feeling?"I ran my fingers through her hair. She stared straight ahead at where Mathew was sitting before not saying a word.

"Mama?"Bella stood up.

"Bey I've got something to tell you. It's about what the doctor said,"I tried to get her to look at me or even talk but she did neither.

"Beyoncé just say something, anything,"Mama Tina pleaded.

"Bey...you're 14 weeks pregnant,"I told her. Her eyes darted my way and they were cold yet fiery.

"Pregnant?!"B.B. and Bella exclaimed.

"What? That's what Dr West said? She's pregnant?"Solo put her hand on her hip and I nodded.

"You're pregnant Bey. We're expecting a child,"I didn't know whether she was happy or upset because she showed no emotion.

"Get out,"she muttered.

"Bey please,"I begged her.

"Out,"she repeated.