| Chapter 20: Everything Will Be Alright Beyonce woke up in the middle of the night. Lindell was sleeping on the cot beside her bed. She looked around more and saw wires attached to her wrists and head. She felt dizzy and light headed. One side of her lower back was throbbing with pain. She pushed the sheets of her bed down and saw the giant bandaid on the place that was hurting. Blood was seeping through. She held her breath and squinted in pain then let the breath out sighing. Lindell sturred on his cot. He got up and see her sitting up in the bed. He got up and sat on the bed next to her. "Oh Beyonce," he said with a sigh of relief. It was as if he'd been carrying something too heavy for him to hold and now he could finally put it down. He hugged her. She hugged him back confused, not knowing exactly what was going on. "I'm so glad you're ok, thank you God, thank you"he said He released her after a couple of minutes. "Are you feeling ok?" he asked. "Um...yeah," Beyonce replied still confused. "But my back hurts, " "Thats where that crazy ass nigga shot you," Lindell said. The anger in his voice was scary. "He lucky he finished himself off or I woulda," "I was shot?" beyonce asked. "Yes, fat lip pervert Jay Z shot you," Lindell said with the same tone of anger in his voice. "Jay Z?" Beyonce repeated. "Yeah," Lindell replied. "Who is he?" she asked. Lindell studied her. "Gay ass rapist's who he is," he said. "Oh.." Beyonce said still confused and still not understanding. "I'm just glad you're ok, the doctors and everybody, they thought you were gonna die," Lindell said. Beyonce didnt say anything just looked at him. He hugged her again. "I love you so much," he said. "Love?" she said. He pulled back. "Yes. I love you," he said. He kept studying her face. She looked so clueless. "Are you sure you're ok Beyonce?" he asked. "I'm ok," she said still looking confused. "Tell me wus on your mind? You look like somethin's bothering you," "I dont know....I'm really....lost...who are you?" she said. He just looked at her for a second. "You dont know who I am?" he asked. "I'm sorry, am I supposed to?" she said. "Y-yeah..." he said. "Lemme--Lemme get the doctors you...you dont seem yourself, well you do but..." Beyonce watched him go to the door of the hospital still confused, but somehow feeling a protective warmth from him. He returned with two male doctors and one nurse. They told Lindell Beyonce had amnesia. There was no cure. They said that anything could bring back her memory. A word, a sound, a taste, seeing something. But there was no telling what that thing was. Beyonce didn't talk anymore. Something didn't let her trust anyone but Lindell. And he was the only person she would talk to. And she would only talk to him when they were alone, so her family and Kelly decided it was best for her to live with Lindell again. She now knew who she was based on what people had told her, but she was frusterated because she couldnt rememeber anything about her life, and she desprately wanted to. "It's ok baby," Lindell would tell her constantly, "Everything will be alright," Chapter 21 |