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Beyoncé's POV
" It was all self defense your honor, my client did not murder this person just for fun. She was kidnapped, and she had no other choice! She wanted to survive and in order to do that she had to kill Mr. Anderson." Nicki stood up with her hands on the table almost banging it as she spoke.
The room was completely still and quiet. I looked behind me to see Shawn holding my daughter, supporting me smiling along side my mother who held my son and my nephew who was just being cute. Then Rihanna with tears in her eyes and Drake with even more tears in his eyes. Then Meek who was giving Drake funny looks. Then Riley who stood with Steph, Steph had been starring at me. With a hurt look. Yet he still was on my side.
"Mrs.Grande, please come to the stand."
Ariana was sitting beside me and she pulled her red tight dress down a bit that had been covered with a black blazer she borrowed from me. Her hair was in a formal bun and her black heels clanked on the floor.
I was wearing a white business suit and my blonde hair was held up. In a bun in the back with some small strands of hair loosely hanging on both sides of my face.
"Mrs. Grande you were there when the murder occurred, yes?" The judge looked at her and Ariana looked at me.
She nodded a yes then sighed but very quiet and lowly.
"Please tell me how the event took place."
"Well it started when-"
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I'd been in here for at least a week. It was so quiet here when I was by myself, I had been counting the number of grey things I could see for and suddenly the door handle started to move again. I started to cry again knowing what was going to happen. I took deep breathes and adjusted my body. But when the door opened I was surprised at who I saw. It was that little girl Sean has been fucking. And when she walked into the basement she stopped and looked at me like she was o Detroit accent.
"I'm sorry, but I had no idea you were holding a woman hostage! In our basement!" She looked at him and pointed her finger as she spoke.
"She left me with nothing. She cheated on me. She is mine." He growled and the room grew quiet as he pulled a shotgun out from the shelf behind him.
"Sean? What are you doing?" Ariana ran to his side trying to remove the gun from his hands but was pushed to the floor face first her nose coming in contact with the hard wood sending a pool of blood onto the ground quickly and below her nose.
"You don't have to kill her." Ariana still managed to say trying to get back up. She looked at me then made eye contact with something to my left then back at me then at Sean.
I glanced to my left as Ariana kept Sean occupied with her many questions and statements. A long metal pole, probably from the trampoline that Sean got his niece that sat outside, was sitting there waiting to be used. I slowly walked over to the left and quietly picked up the pole.
"Maybe, I should shoot you as well." Sean moved his gun toward Ariana and I seized the moment by running behind him and I began to bash his head with the pole.
"You fucking psychopath!" I screamed as he fell to the floor and I continued to beat him.
Ariana took the gun from his hands and aimed at his head.
"No, I'm sorry. Please don't ki-" Those where Sean's last words as Ariana shot he gun and I bashed him once more. As I hit him for the last time the end of the pole scratched me as I dropped it to the floor.
