Do For Love

Chapter 1.

Beyonce Pov

January, 9, 1995

Thursday. 

I've been locked up in this guy's basement for three days no, I hear some people call him suge the guy I took those cheddar biscuits to told me to call him Tupac.   

  They say a sudden shock makes your whole life

pass before your eyes.  I can only speak for myself.

In my case, they are correct.

    At this moment my mind is a DVD player, and all my days are there, scene after scene, cued up for easy viewing.  Except the thumping in my chest makes the pictures crackle and hiss. I scan and then focus. I see a steep ravin in Houston TX, and a young girl,  me running barefoot through hickory grove, playing tag with my little sister, no a care in the world.  That was over 15 years ago. I push fast forward and there I am at age 14, One year ago, alone in my bedroom, swaying away on the piano, imaging myself on a stage of a grandhall concert.  And outside my bedroom.

  The door flew open and there stood Tupac he quickly shut the door and came closer with a tray of food.  I've been being nice to him just to get on his good side.   But if looks could kill I think he's catching feelings for me to.   Tupac: I bought you some food, it's not much.  he said as he set the tray of food down and kicked it towards me.  He must thought I was going to eat that, everyone knows not to never ever trust your kiddnapper.  Tupac: Well aint you gone eat, I didn't have to bring you food with yo nasty ass .   he said starring at me.   "Why do you have so much anger built up inside?" I asked out of curiosity.   Tupac: Mind your business, Just know I'm gone get you out of here soon.  he said before leaving.     I checked the food and saw a peanut butter sandwich with an apple inside.   I took small bites at a time because I wanted to savor this moment since this could be the last meal I ever have.

Suge Pov

I sat in my office counting money.   When Pac walked in,  "Where was you at?" I asked sizing him up.   Tupac: Don't worry about where the fuck I was at, why you keeping her locked up she's a kid she don't want this lifestyle.   he said squinting his eyes as he spoke.     "Well she gone get this lifestyle now go get her and bring her in and if you sneak her off somewhere,  let me tell you there's gone be some trouble"  I said staying calm.   He sucked his teeth as he left out to go an get her.

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When he came back in she was standing there while his hands were placed firmly on her waist.   "Have a sit." I said as I continued to count the money that was coming in.   "So, I'm gone call you Angel." I said as I stopped to take a look at her, she looks so innocent.    Tupac: Her name is beyonce.   he said speaking up for her.   "If you say one more thing, there's gone be some trouble!" I said as I shooed him away.   Bey: Why am I here? she asked quitely as she fiddled around with her skirt.   "All you need to do is change your hair and add a lil more make up we'll be good. " I said as I paged Chicago in.   He came up immediately with an outfit for her to wear.    Chicago: Here you go boss, best outfit in town.  he said as he handed me the red cowgirl suit.     "Thanks ya." I said as I put my cigar up to my mouth.     "Take her to the dressing room." I stated at I threw the outfit towards her.

Chicago Pov

I took her by the arm and took her down to the dressing room/ locker room where all the other girls got dressed at.   Bey: Where are you taking me? she asked as she tried her best to get out of my grip.   "Shut t-" (GCO).   Tupac: I got her.  he said as he pried my hands away from her and took the outfit from me.    I put my hands up to surrender and walked away. 

Tupac Pov

"Wassup hoe?" I asked as I walked her down to the dressing room,  she jerked away from me and stood there.  Bey: First of all I'm not a hoe.  She said pointing at me in a threatening way.   "I'm not calling you a hoe, so get used of it because that's what they gone call you when you get out there anyway." I said as I handed her the outfit she suppose to wear. 

She starred at her reflection through the mirror amd looked at herself in disgust.    "Relax some just dance real sexy."  I said as I glided my hands across her waist and moved side to side making her do the same.   Bey: I don't feel comfortable going out there looking like this.  she said frowning.   "Look around you everybody in this bitch naked." I said  laughing a little.    When suge came through one of the locker doors.   Suge: Angel what you doing still in here, if you mess with my money I'm gone mess with you now get ya funky ass upstairs your on next!  he said as he closed the locker door that was connected to his office.   I leaned down some "Don't worry, I got your back," I whispered and walked her out to the dance floor where the rest of the strippers where.  She hung onto my arm like a lost puppy who didn't know where to go.  Bey: Pac-   she was cut off by a guy asking for a dance, of course I wished that was me asking for that dance.   I pushed her a little letting her know she can't say no unless she wants her ass sore by suge.  

I sat and watched her all night until up to closing time.

Kelly Pov

We've been looking for bey since Monday three days has passed  and some are thinking she just ran away but we know she wouldn't do that.   We're all worried and the polices are giving up as well as Michelle and Ty.   MT: I know she's still alive somewhere.   Beyoncé's mom said as she sobbed.   Matthew didn't even care he was at home watching Young In The Restless drinking a cold beer with his feet proped up.    " Yall can't give up now" I stated as I watched Michelle and Ty grab their bags.   Michelle: We have been searching for her for three days we checked every corner and every store, she's gone.   she said as she walked past me with Ty trailing behind her.    She got in her old hoopty and drove off.   The polices where packing up their equipment while I sat there and watched them.   Memories of bey come flashing back like a movie.   They told us they've done all they could do but three days wasn't even that fucking long.    Trey: We'll find her soon.  he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.  All I could do, was cry.

(A couple Days Later)

January, 11, 1995

Saturday.

Beyoncé  Pov

The money was coming in quick, and Pac was getting to attached.   Suge decided to let me stay in Pac's apartment so he could Keep a close eye on me.   But all Pac says is I should be lucky I'm not tied up in Suge's basement like I was when I started.   I layed on my side, Pac layed beside me talking about politics What ever the fuck that is?   when he saw I wasn't paying attention to him.   He pulled me ontop of him an starred at me.   Tupac: What you thinkin of?  he asked as he played with my shorts.  "How long it will take for me to get out of this hell hole. " I said as I ran my fingers through my hair.   Tupac: So my house is a hell hole.  he asked confusingly.   "No working at Sugar daddys, that's a hell hole." I stated when I heard my song come on and  I started dancing ontop of him.   I felt his grip tighten so I stopped immediately.   Tupac: You like this song so much, why don't you sing.  he said as he turned the boombox up.    I nodded a bit an started to mummble the words a little then that's when it started to flow out. 

Tupac Pov

It was like she had a little man running around in her throat the way her vocal skills where.   Bey: My love, do you ever dream of Candy Coated Rain drops? You're the same, my candy rain.  Have you ever loved someone so much you thought you lied? Giving so much of yourself it seems the only way.  

    Tupac:  Tell me what you want and I will give it to you Cause your my,  I stopped to let her start the chorus again.   That's when it happened.   I kissed her.  

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