Confessions

XIV

Beyoncé POV

" 6 grown people sat here and watched a 13 year old walk out of this house, and nobody thought to go after her? This shit is ridiculous!" I yelled pacing the floor waiting for my blue to come back home

It had been 4 hours since blue stormed out of here and we can't find her anywhere. She isn't answering any of her calls, she turned her location off and nobody had seen her.

We drove for hours around the neighborhood trying to find her, and we got nothing. I had sent everyone home so it was only my sister, mom and husband here waiting around for her. Shawn had convinced me not to call the police but I didn't know how long that'll last

"Bey calm down! She'll come back just give her a minute to get her head right. She's been through alot" solo spoke and right on que I seen blue walk in with a handful of books in her hand and a backpack in her arms

She didn't even look at us she just tried to go straight up the stairs but was stopped by Shawn who was blocking her path

"Blue Ivy have you lost your mind?" My mom asked upset and I couldn't even do or say anything but just sigh in relief. I just breathed in trying to calm myself before i said anything to blue because I knew yelling wasn't a good approached

"Ma don't yell at her" I said running my hands down my face seeing how I would handle this situation.

"Blue sit down, we gotta talk" i said pointing to the couch, and she sat almost immediately bringing all her books to her lap

I noticed the backpack she brought in with her had 'Halle' embroidered on the strap which made me scrunch my face up

"You went back to that house.." I asked her and she just looked down at the books nodding and I just sighed knowing eventually this would happen

The way she reacted when they were taken away, her begging to visit them that night then just going mute. I don't know exactly what happened while she was away but she were truly connected to these girls

"I needed to get my unfinished books and other things." She said and I noticed a particular book she was holding had a crocheted bookmark sticking out of it

I knew my child, she didn't respond well to yelling or fussing. She would cry and shut down if I started to fuss at her for running away she wouldn't explain herself, she would just run upstairs and lock herself in her room so I just chose to take another approach

"This is pretty, where did you get this?" I asked sitting down next to her and I noticed everyone looking at me confused.

I simply mouth 'I got this' and they knew to let me handle it how I wanted.

"Love crocheted it for me" she said simply referring to lovie, the girl I watched beat the living hell out of Lamelo who is still laid in a hospital till this day recovering from injuries she gave him

His jaw was completely shattered, he went partially blind in his left eye, icl raptures in both his legs from the way his legs were tied up and I can't say I feel bad about it but it was truly terrible

"It says Blue boo.. that's what she called me" Blue smiled a little showing me the book mark that had was decorated in multiple blue shades

I looked up at everyone to kinda see what they thought about this and they all had these disgusted looks on their faces

"Well.. what's in the bag?" I asked her and she got silent and started figuring with her hands which meant she was thinking about a lie to tell

She got that from her dad, they couldn't lie to save their lives. It was honestly sad watching her attempt to lie. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she was trying to lie either.

I just grabbed the bag opening it so i could see for myself and was honestly confused by what I was looking at.

She had medical charts on every girl, and a lot of disturbing drawings depicting self harm and graded school papers they wrote I looked up at her. I could tell blue had put this whole thing together herself because there were things in here that had notes written in her handwriting

"Blue what is this?" I asked and she stayed silent continuing to look down at her books in shame. I lifted her head so she would know that I was serious and needed an answer

"What is this?" I asked her and she just stared at me, "you're gonna be mad at me.." she said and I just inhaled pinching the bridge of me nose to calm myself down

"You ran away and turned your phone off.. I couldn't get in contact with you for 4 whole hours, I think we're passed the point of me being mad. Just tell me what what this is" I told her and she just sighed

"You remember Lauren... my old babysitter? Well shes a Defensive lawyer now and when I first came home she told me to call her if I needed absolutely anything and I needed something." She said and my eye's immediately widened putting two and two together

I know this girl isn't doing what I think she is.. I just know she isn't! She can't be, I mean there's no way.

"Please don't tell me you got those girls a lawyer" I asked her and she got silent which honestly answered all questions I had.

Everyone started going off, yelling and arguing why what she did was stupid and how those girls didn't deserve her help. Trying to convince and explain to her what they were doing to her and all I could do was sit there...

I sat there and read through all the papers she had and I read through everything. I had seen that they had been denied therapy 6 times by different specialists due to conflict of interest in the past year.

Dozens of ignored letters to the state about not being able to get mental support even though they were supposed to have promised healthcare because of their mothers death.

All their school papers were basically a cry for help, they mentioned being suicidal and wanting to hurt someone in most of them. Lovie had been to the hospital a plethora of times for rape kits and sexual abuse related injuries with no investigations or anything.

I began to question the state rather than just the girls themselves. If they had been reaching out for help why were their pleas going unanswered... if they had been properly cared for like they should've been maybe they wouldn't have done what they did.

"It's not like i asked her to get them off! I just want them to do their time in a psychiatric facility rather than a prison, it'll be great if y'all would stop yelling at me and just support something I believe in for once!" Blue argued back with everyone and they continued to yell at her

as I read more and more into the information, my blood began to boil. I was getting frustrated trying to understand how this all went under everyones eyes and I remembered what the girls were like when i visited them.

They were angry but also tired, like there was a dark cloud over them. Chloe crying, Halle mentioning them dying, Lovie heaving as she attacked Lamelo... anyone with eyes could see that they weren't psychotic but they also weren't sane either

I also remembered the last thing Halle said to me before swat came in so as much as i wanted to hate them for what they did I knew I had to do the right thing

"I support you.."

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Chapter 14!!! Drama Drama!

Blue coming back home 4 hours later? Her going back to the girls home?

Blue calling the girls a Lawyer? Do you think she's right or wrong for doing what she did?

Beyoncé supporting blues idea to make the girls serve time in a psych facility rather than prison? How do you think this will play out for them?