Beyoncé's POV
Houston, TX 1999
"Mommy!" Chanel yelled pointing at the TV.
"Yes baby I see." I said slightly paying attention.
I was going over some lyrics I had written.
"Daddy." She said.
"You miss daddy?" I asked.
I heard my phone ring and I finally looked up from my paper to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Beyoncé! Turn on the news!" I heard.
"What? Kelly?"
"Yes girl, put on MTV, BET, something." She said.
"Where are you?" I asked as I looked up and noticed my channel was already on MTV.
"Coming in the house!"
I looked at the screen.
"Daddy!" I heard Chanel yelled.
I saw Shawn on the screen in cuffs. I turned the TV up.
"Bey!" I heard someone yell.
"Shut up!" I yelled as I was trying to hear.
"Rapper, Jay-Z arrested today for the alleged stabbing of music producer Lance Rivera. Right now we don't know what is exactly happening but the rapper is facing up to 15 years."
Oh my god. You gotta be shitting me right now.
"Bey!" Kelly said rushing in. "You saw it?"
I had to shush her because I had to get my mind in order. My daughter’s father did not stab anyone and is not facing 15 years right now.
I got my phone.
"Ty Ty." I said. "What the hell is going on?!"
He explained everything to me. What the TV said was all true. He said they got a lawyer getting him out on bail. I told him I was on my way to New York.
I just got up and started packing.
"Bey, what are you doing?" Kelly asked.
"I gotta get to New York and find out what the fuck is going on." I said.
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Really?! III
FanfictionYou ever thought of what would've happen if Bey never sent Chanel to her Aunts and Shawn always knew about Chanel and had been apart of her life as well as Bey's the whole time. *Alternate Universe Version*
