Back To Love (Jayoncé Love Story)

Chapter 4 "Comes To The Light"

Continuation From Last Time...

..."You think it's cool to hit women nigga!, huh!, You b¡tch!" Jay kept punching Devin over and over and over again while talking sh¡t.

Blood is flying everywhere, Devin's face is so bloody he's unrecognizable right now. "Jay stop!, that's enough!" I yelled running over grabbing him.

"Nah, f*ck him!" He said hitting him some more.

"Stop Jay, he's not moving!" I yelled.

He finally snapped back into reality and stopped punching him after I said that, he got off him.

I went to his side. "Devin!" I called shaking him. "Devin!, Devin say something!"

He didn't say anything, he just laid there looking bloody and lifeless, I tried looking for a pulse put couldn't find one. I looked up at Jay who's looking down at us.

"I-I think he's dead" I said with tears falling from my eyes.

He looked shocked. "Oh sh¡t, are you sure?"

"I'm not a doctor, but he's not moving"

"Maybe he's just unconscious"

I tried checking his arm. "I can't find a pulse Jay, sh¡t!, What are we gonna do if he's dead?, We're gonna go to jail" I said panacking.

"Calm down, no we're not"

"How are we gonna explain this?, we can't explain this, look how bloody he is, we--"

"Bey just Chill out ok, let me think" he said pacing back and forth in the kitchen.

"We need to call the ambulance or someone" I said.

"Hell nah we can't do that, I'll get arrested"

"How?, this was self defense"

"Look at him, they won't believe it was self defense, I hit him too many times. He's all f*cked up"

"Jay there's gotta be something else we can do"

"Well you got any ideas that don't involve me getting life behind bars?"

I tried to think of something but I can't come up with any ideas at the moment.

"Exactly" Jay said before sighing. "Listen, just go upstairs with the kids ok. I got this"

"No, I'm staying with you"

"Bey, I need you to go upstairs"

"I'm not gonna leave you down here to deal with this by yourself Jay, what are you gonna do?"

He sighed. "This is not your problem Bey, I did this, so let me handle it"

"No, this is OUR problem. I'm not just gonna leave you to deal with this by yourself"

He sighed. "Beyoncé, this man is dead. I don't want you involved in this any more than you are. So just go, please"

"Look I know you know this already, but let me remind you in case you forgot. I'm a ride or die type b¡tch, so I'm not gonna let you handle this by yourself. If we gon handle this, we doin it together" I said so serious.

He sighed. "I don't want you involved Bey, If for any reason I get caught or something, I don't want you to get in trouble right along with me"

"Then let's not get caught, what we doin with the body?"

"We?" He sighed wiping his face, he knows I'm not backing down. "Dammit, ok, fine. But we're doing this my way ok, if things go south, you say this was all my plan, and I made you help me. You will not go down for this, Got it?"