All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume I (45 page)

"Queen
I
love.
 
I
swear
to
God,
I
love
you.
 
Please
just..."

"Fuck
you!
 
Get
the
fuck
off
of
me!
 
Somebody
please,
help
me.
 
Make
him
let
me
go!"
 
She
cried.
 
Unable
to
break
free
from
his
embrace,
Queen
sobbed
like
a
wounded
animal.
 
Her
emotions
continued
to
cycle
between
anger,
hurt
and
frustration
as
Paul
held
her
tight
trying
to
convince
her
that
he
loved
her.

By
now
a
crowd
had
begun
to
form.
 
Most
of
the
students
were
unwilling
to
get
involved.
 
Many
of
the
men
who
had
figured
out
what
was
going
on
simply
urged
him
to
let
her
go.
 
Naturally,
the
women
called
campus
security,
but
who
knew
when
they'd
come.
 
Nobody
physically
challenged
Paul
to
make
him
let
Queen
go.
 
So,
he
continued
to
cradle
her
in
his
arms
against
her
will.
 

Paul
who
assumed
Queen
had
called
Jade
was
horrified
when
he
saw
Logic's
BMW
speed
around
the
corner
and
come
to
a
screeching
halt.
 
"Fuck!"
he
thought
as
he
realized
that
Queen
had
called
her
ex-boyfriend
to
pick
her
up.
 
"Fuck!"

"Get
the
fuck
off
of
her!
 
Queen,
come
on.
 
Let
her
go
Paul!"
 
He
demanded.

"Logic,
this
doesn't
concern
you.
 
This
is
between
me
and
Queen."

"Paul,
I
didn't
come
here
to
argue,
debate,
or
to
fight.
 
I
came
to
get
Queen.
 
She
doesn't
want
to
talk
to
you.
 
She
just
wants
to
leave
right
now.
 
So,
just
fuckin
let
her
go.
” 

“
You
can
forget
it
if
you
think
Queen
’
s
going
anywhere
with
you.
Leave
us
alone.
I
got
this.
”

Queen
continues
to
struggle
against
Paul
’
s
tight
embrace.
  “
Logic
please
…
Make
him
let
me
go!
” 
She
begged,
sobbing
as
if
she
had
been
mortally
wounded.
 

“
Let
her
go
right
now!
 
If
not
I
swear
I
will
unload
some
hot
shit
in
your
big
ass
right
where
you
fuckin
stand."
 
Logic
declared
as
he
lifted
his
shirt
so
that
Paul
could
see
the
nine
millimeter
gun
in
his
waistband."

"Fuck
it!
 
If
that's
what
it's
got
to
be
then
that's
what
it's
got
to
be.
 
I
have
to
talk
to
her
and
I'm
not
going
to
let
her
go
until
she
listens
to
what
I
have
to
say.
 
So
do
what
you
fucking
got
to
do,
Logic."

"Look
Paul,
you
need
to
back
the
fuck
down.
 
Don't
do
this
and
please
don
’
t
make
me
do
this.
” 
Logic
voice
becomes
emotional.
  “
Look
man,
just
let
her
go.
 
You
can
talk
to
her
later
when
shit
calms
down.
 
But
right
now
leave
her
alone
and
turn
her
a
loose.
 
I
don't
want
to
fuckin
do
this,
but
I'm
not
going
to
stand
here
and
let
you
hurt
her."
Logic
pleaded
as
he
places
his
hand
on
the
gun
in
his
waistband.

"Logic,
you
don't
understand.
 
I
swear
to
God,
I
didn't
do
anything.
 
I
thought
she
was
Queen
and..."
 
Paul
tried
to
explain.
 

His
eyes
were
filled
with
tears,
and
his
voice
cracked
as
he
choked
back
the
tears
that
would
inevitably
fall.
 
Logic
knew
that
there
was
more
to
the
story
than
meets
the
eyes.
He
caught
a
quick
glimpse
of
the
smug
Zoey
who
continued
to
watch
in
silence
as
Paul
broke
down.

"Come
on
man.
 
Let
Queen
go.
 
Look,
I'll
call
you
and
we'll
talk
about
it.
 
I
swear
to
God
we
will.
 
Just
let
her
go.
 
Come
on.
 
You
can
trust
me.
 
You
have
my
word."
 
Logic
reasoned.
 
His
tone
softened
as
he
saw
that
Paul
was
as
devastated
as
Queen.
 

If
anyone
could
understand
and
sympathize
with
what
Paul
was
feeling
it
would
be
Logic.
 
After
all,
he
had
been
there
and
done
that.
 
Even
though
Logic
didn't
get
caught
in
the
act
he
knew
exactly
what
Paul
was
going
through.
 
Logic
was
well
aware
that
losing
Queen
over
screwing
a
chicken
head
was
like
accidentally
flushing
a
ten
carat
diamond
down
the
toilet.
 
Chances
are
you'd
never
get
either
back.