Beyoncé 's P.O.V.

When I get the notification that my uber is outside I immediately leave the precinct. Rushing to get inside the uber. I open the door to the backseat without hesitation getting in and close it right behind me.

"Hello miss." The uber driver spoke, looking at me through his rear view mirror. Me not being in the mood to talk i have him a stale look and that was enough for him to longer try to make conversation.

I look out the window as the car start moving forward towards my destination. I don't know where Chris is,but the first place you can always check when looking for someone is their house.

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Queen Bey 👑
What's Chris's address?

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Mr Steal Yo Girl 🙊
Who wanna know? 👀

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Queen Bey 👑
Trey stop playing mane this ain't the time.

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Mr Steal Yo Girl 🙊
Ooo look at that already using bae's lango 👏👏
Damn y'all work fast 💀

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Queen Bey 👑
Bruh I swear Keith dumbass rubbing off on you 😐. Anyway give me the Damn address before I end up at the wrong place and have to order another uber.

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Mr Steal Yo Girl 🙊
That would be funny 😂😂

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Queen Bey 👑
TREY! 😡

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Mr Steal Yo Girl 🙊
Alright damn. He at the Loa Bar.

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Queen Bey 👑
Thanks

"Take me to Loa Bar please", talking to the Uber driver.

"Okay", the Uber driver said

I'm just sitting back worried about Chris.Hoping nothing is completely wrong with him. Praying he's not in no trouble, that he didn't turn to a life changing outlet for A bittersweet moment. A couple minutes later the Uber finally pulled up to the outside side of the bar.I thanked the uber driver and hopped out. The bar was loud with chatter,music,drinks being poured,sports games blasting from the tv's. Walking around, I look inside to find Chris. Not my worst prediction thank god,He at the bar wasted.

"Oh my gosh Chris we've been looking for you, you got everyone worried." He didn't say anything,but just looked at me and downed a shot.

"Chris." I exclaimed as he slurred speech for another drink,but I waved telling the bartender no.

"Chris, you good", I said looking at Chris
He just looked up at me and put his head down. Finally breaking down. "You want to leave out here so we can talk about it?" I asked trying to get him out the bar.
He looked at me and shook his head yes. So, we walked out and I been trying to make him talk but he wouldn't. Well I should say couldn't.

"Did you drive here?" I asked helping him walk.

"I don't remember." He said sluggish.

"Is your house walking distance."

"House?" He looked confused.

"Yeah you know the place you live in." I sat him on the park bench.

"ohhhhh dat... Dat yeah. Ahhh damn that's down the street!" He yelled hopping back up.

"Come on Chris." I grab a hold of his arm partially carrying him so he wouldn't fall. The walk to his house was only like five minutes away. So he was aware a little to register where he was,but he's still out of it.

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"So dis issss what house look liiikkkkeeee. Oooook." Chris slurred as we walked in his house.I wanted to laugh,but it really ain't the time.

"Ok where's the kitchen." I more so say to myself. Chris flopped down on the couch hanging off as I walked in his kitchen. I grabbed some two water bottles.

"Ok Chris drink these." He looked confused for a second,but he was so out of it he didn't care. I walked farther in his house looking for the bathroom. When I did i looked in his medicine cabinet finding some Tylenol rapid release. Walking back to living room I give Chris to of them.

"Why are you giving me all dis lady." He laughed

"It's gonna help your crazy ass later." I say getting up from kneeling position. " Now Chris if you're some what there now I need you to take a cold shower. Drink this hot tea." I explained. He said nothing,but took the tea and left. I sighed in relief as I began to worry a little less.

It took about 15 minutes before he came back out in some grey sweatpants,socks and a Tank top. When he saw me he sighed and shook his head. He came and sat by me on the couch. To be honest it made me nervous.

"At least say something", I said breaking the silence.

"I was waiting until me and you was alone to talk about it", Chris spoke looking down.

"Okay... Well let's talk about it", I said

"This stuff with August got me fucked up and the police wouldn't tell us shit", He said and tears started coming down his face at an instant.

"And I was trying to tell him if he keep doing that hustling life he was going to end up in jail but he didn't listen man I feel like this shit my fault as a friend I was supposed to keep him out of trouble" He said then he put his head down.

"Chris it's not your fault ok, you tried to keep August out of trouble", I said as I was rubbing his back and held my head on his shoulder.

Then, he looked at me softly and are lips connected to each other. I backed up cause it caught me off guard for a minute.

"My bad Bey... I don't know what was I thinking", He said

Then, I came back closer to him and our lips connected again so gently. I moved back looking at him and started blushing.

"I should uhhh... Go." I say getting up.

"Stay!" He grabbed my arm looking me in the eyes. "I need you Bey." He said sadly. I grabbed him engulfing him in a hug as tight as I could and he did the same. Don't know exactly what this is,but I'm not letting go.

"Thank you." He said never letting go as he then kissed me on my forehead.