Tina's POV
Flashback
2000
"Please Michel, don't do this. I'm pregnant." I said as I called 9-1-1, but turned the volume down. I was standing in front of my dresser and I left the phone there and turned around.
"Take your clothes off." He said making my skin crawl
"Please no!" I cried as he stepped closer to me
"I said Take your clothes off." He said more aggressively and I flinched at the base in his voice.
"No!" I yelled. "I'm not doing this shit anymore. I have a baby inside of me and another one depending on me." I said picking up the phone.
"9-1-1 what's your emergency?" I heard the lady say and so did he. He charged at me and grabbed the phone from me and threw it across the room. The he-
"He smacked you." Beyoncé said in a sad tone. I looked at her and nodded slowly
"I was there, he smacked you, then he started hitting you." She said
"Yeah he did," I said shaking my head. "And I don't remember what happened until I got to the hospital." I said because it was true
"Let me fill in the blanks." Bey said and I sat back while she began to tell her story.
Bey's POV
Flash back
2000
I know she told me to stay in my hiding space but I couldn't sit around and let him put my baby-sister and mother in harm. So I quietly got up and tip toed up the stairs. I could see her bedroom from there and that's where the commotion was coming from. I peeked my head in the door way and saw him smack the fuck out of her. She started crying, and I felt a tear fall on my hand.
"Why the fuck would you do that!" He yelled aggressively in her face. "Huh! I should kill you for that shit!" He said and I felt a wave go over my body.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I heard her yell repeatedly.
"No you're not !" He yelled and I saw him smack her again she held her face and cried
I went to the closet in the hallway and grabbed my dads bat. I heard her screaming and them tussling. I ran In the room and started hitting him with the bat as hard as I could.
I hit him so hard I knocked him off of my mom. And as soon as he was on the floor I started hitting him harder and harder. I wanted him to die. I wanted him to feel ever pain he caused my mother.
I hit him until he grabbed the bat from me, and started hitting me back. My mother stood in front of me taking every hit she could and trying to wrestle the bat away from him until she started bleeding from below her waist. She looked down and held her stomach. And he took that time to swing the bat towards her her head making her fall straight to the floor and pass out.
He was heavily breathing while coming closer to me as I stepped further away from him until I hit a wall. He threw the bat and came closer to me. I was so scared. I looked at my mother who was passed out laying in a pool of blood all bruised up. And I closed my eyes as I felt his breath hot my skin. I was shaking because I was terrified.
