The Holy Trinity One Shots

On The Run

I don't care if we on the run
Baby as long I'm next to you
And if loving you is a crime
Tell me why do I bring out the best in you
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'This just in; Pastor Mathew Knowles and his wife, Gena Avery were found brutally murdered in their home earlier today. Police suspect the murders to be related to the recent spike in break ins and assaults in the 3rd Ward area. Officials say his daughter, Beyoncé, lived in the home with him while his other daughter, Solange, lives with their mother in California. They haven't been able to locate Beyoncé, so please contact authorities if you see this young lady. Her family is worried for her safety'

Omniscient

The sun had set hours ago. They hadn't eaten dinner, nor spoken a word, since turning left out of Houston. The highway stretched before them like an endless path to – Well, they weren't quite sure yet. And none of them had spoken to each other, either.

"We need a plan." Rihanna breaks the silence for the first time since they'd left Houston.

Beyoncé, sitting in the drivers seat, bites her bottom lip out of nervous habbit, wanting to tell Robyn that's what she'd been trying to do since they'd left. As the leader of the group and the one who always had her shit together of the three, she knew she had to come up with something.

Robyn was the firecracker of the group. She had a sharp tongue and was tough as all hell. She was also very protective of the ones she loved, hence being in this situation with her two best friends.

Kehlani was the sweetest one of the three. She was also the one who was just a little slow, always being the last one to understand the joke, but she had her moments. Lani had been in a relationship with Rihanna for almost two years and loved the woman more than anything on this planet. The person she loved almost as much was Beyoncé. Bey and Robyn, since they were little girls, had always looked out for her and taken care of her, so it was only natural for her to do the same for them.

Then there was Onika. Nicki wasn't actually really apart of the group. See, Nicki was quite literally the kindest, most innocent, and smartest pupil in their senior class. She wasn't someone you'd pair with the three other women, even though they'd all been attending school together since pre k. Not to mention the huge crush she's secretly had on Beyoncé for years, but they just never made it passed acquaintances or semi friends. But something told her to drive Bey and the other two today at lunch, a gesture she'd never extended to them in the past. But she had a gut feeling that something was just very off with her crush, like something terrible was going on at home. Don't get it wrong, a small part of her was glad she did go with the girls, but a bigger part wished she'd stayed her ass at school.

Kehlani looks over at her beautiful girlfriend, wanting to touch her, hold her hand, caress her cheek, something to show her affection, but the dried blood on her hands stopped her from continuing with her desire.

"We need gas." Beyoncé says quietly as the low gas icon pops up on her dashboard. She doesn't respond to Robyn's statement from before. She won't speak on that until she has a plan that's played out flawlessly in her head first.

"I um..." Kehlani clears her throat, not realizing it'd been so raspy from the lack of usage. "I need to wash my hands." She looks at her hands, feeling nauseous. Now that she's pointed it out, the other two females, besides Onika, look down and finally notice they too need to wash their hands.

After seeing the red color dried to her hands, the horrible events, those few moments that ruined the rest of her life, began to replay in Bey's mind.

"Nicki, just stay out here, ok?" Beyoncé pleads with the shorter girl as they all step out of the pink Audi.