I CARE

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Ty POV

"Surprise," I said with a smirk as I pointed the gun at Jay.

Let me put y'all up to speed. I was the one who snitched on Jay. For a while now, I have been working with the cops on this. We carefully plotted Jay's downfall. Also, I was the one who changed those divorce papers. Like I said, its amazing what money can do for a person. Just like Jay has been using Bey, I was also using him. For years I was using Jay to help me build my empire in the music industry. I wanted to stop this drug dealing business for good so I went to confess to the police. They agreed to let me off the hook if I get Jay behind bars.

"What are you doing man?" He said with his hands raised. He tried to reach for his gun but I beat him to it.

I moved from Jay and he also got up,"Ty man, what are you doing?" he said looking confused. "Put the damn guns down man!" He spat.

"I'm done with you man," I said loading the gun. "Your shit ends right here and right now!" I shouted.

I can't let Jay go now. I can't let him roam the streets as a free man.

He chuckled, "You are so stupid. Do you really think I'm gonna come here unarmed," he said taking out his machine gun from the trunk of his car. Damn it, I forgot that nigga had that. "Ty, you know I'm a great shooter so don't make this thing hard," he said with his sinister smile.

Knowing what was coming next, I instructed Michael to put down his gun. I did likewise and slowly walked towards Jay.

"Now be a good boy and shot Beyonce," he said handing me the machine gun with his pocket knife close to my neck.

I can't be losing. All my hard work was going down the drain and I can't do anything about it. My aim was to make Jay suffer and not harm anyone. Now I'm forced to end, not one but two lives. I pulled the trigger and deliberately aimed at Beyonce's car knowing that no one was in it.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jay said punching my face. I winced in pain as I placed my hand on my cheek.

"I'm sorry man. Its my first time using this gun," I lied as I positioned myself. I hope Beyonce gonna forgive me for what I'm about to do to her. As I was about to pull the trigger again, Michael stepped in front off her.

"Kill me instead man. I can't let you kill my girl and my unborn baby," he said with his hands up like he was surrendering.

Jay removed his pocket knife and snatched the machine gun from my hand then he went on and placed it in the trunk of his car, locked it then placed the keys in his pocket. He then slowly walked towards Michael and Beyonce then he stopped midway.

"I can't let you guys go," Jay said as he bent down and took the gun on the ground which was Michael's. "If you don't want me to kill her, then imma have to kill you both," he said pointing the gun at Michael.

Out of nowhere a bullet went through Jay's arm then another in his leg. He dropped the gun and fell to the ground.

"You leave my mommy alone!" I heard someone yell. I ran towards Jay and that's when I saw Bennett with a gun in his hands. I took the gun Jay had and started kicking him all over his body until he had no more fighting strength left.

We then heard police sirens wailing in the distance. "Who called the police?" Michael asked.

"I did," Bennett confessed. We all looked at him confused. "When you guys were busy I snuck into Beyonce's car. I saw her phone and I called for help then I searched around and that's when I saw a gun on the floor and I took it," he continued.

Beyonce smacked Bennett upside his head, "You could have gotten shot by one of the stray bullets," she said with furrowed eyebrows.

"I saved you didn't I? Why live in the past when there is nothing to gain? Let's move on people and get with the program here," Bennett said smiling. Beyonce smiled back and pulled him into a hug.

In no time the police and paramedics flooded the place.