Dr. Knowles

Power of Prayer

I was about to make things right.

Bey POV

I sat home and pondered everything that had occurred at Shawn's house and before. I know Shawn has helped me a lot and I know that I have kind of been a burden on him but dammit I've helped him just as much as he helped me. I am tired of feeling sorry for myself. I refuse to feel like crap because his mom just thinks I'm a gold digging bitch. Fuck that. Me and Shawn had something nice but we shouldn't have even started what we did because it wasn't gonna last. I'm his son's principal I'm pretty sure I'm off limits to him, so you know what I'm officially done with him. I'm sick of all the drama in my life so I'm going to leave. I'm taking a break from it all Shawn, Michael, my job, and little bab. This is the only thing I can do right now. I'm tired of crying and feeling like I'm not good enough. I deserve to be happy just like any other woman.

I looked around my room to check for anything else I needed to put in my bag. I think I have everything but I ran through my list  one more time. I sighed and grabbed my bag. I'm going to the airport to be in the Caribbean. I plan on staying for a couple of weeks. I already called in and since I rarely ever take days off they were more than happy to let me leave. I checked out the hotel and put my suitcase in the trunk. I wasn't going to be coming back to the hotel after today. I found a nice little place in Manhattan. It was cute and it made me feel happy. I backed out of the parking lot onto the main road as soon as I get out BAM! Everything went black.

Shawn POV

I was on my way to beys house.  Jerome was in the back.  I brought him because I knew bey had a soft spot for him. I started thinking about bey not taking me back and how I acted a fool and she probably didn't feel the need to deal with me. I can't lose her. I love her. We are perfect for each other. Yea we had our problems but I want her. I pressed on the acceleration hoping to get to her faster. I felt anger, pain, fear, and heartache. Tears formed in my eyes as Jerome was talking to me. I couldn't focus right so I just stayed quiet and tried to look at the road.

"Dad...dad...DAD..DADDD." Jerome screamed my name.

"WHAT JEROME?"  I screamed at him as I turned to look back at him.

He didn't get a chance to respond because all of a sudden we collided into another car. Our truck swerved and slid to the side of the road. I saw blood and smelled smoke. Jerome was slumped over, unconscious. I climbed out and opened his door. I dragged him out and called 911. I held Jerome in my arms and rocked him.

"Hello"

"Yes..I need an ambulance off of Blue creek Ave"

"Hurry. My son is unconscious"

"Yes..please..yes"

I hung up and cried.

"Jerome come on. Wake up son."

"Don't die on me please Rome. I'm sorry. I love you please." I kissed him on his forehead. I heard sirens and saw the ambulance speed up. Two paramedics with two stretchers came and took Rome. The other one went to the other car. It was smoking and flipped over on the roof of the car. I didn't bother to go over there and check on the person because my son was my number one priority. They put him in the back of the ambulance and I jumped inside.

I prayed the whole way. When we arrived the doctors put Jerome in surgery. They said he was in shock from the accident and he broke his leg. The accident was bad.  Of course they had to check me out too. I had a gash on my forehead and I was bleeding. I got wrapped up and waited on Jerome. I called my mother and my sisters. They said they would be here soon so I waited alone in suspense.

Its been an hour and I still keep replaying the car accident in my head.  It was my fault. I should've pulled over. I could barely see because of my tears, I wasn't paying attention, I was speeding, I was being careless. I started crying again but then I heard my mothers voice  in my ear.