Life {COMPLETED}

Chapter Eighteen

3 Years Later
January 19th, 2026
Megan POV
Houston, TX

I laughed as I watched a TikTok video one of the beehive members made. It was a Beyonce once said video and they had mixed in a bunch of funny videos of Bey being herself while she was out on tour doing whatever but just being Beyonce.

I started laughing harder at one of the clips in the video where Bey was running down a hill in a wedding dress and her bodyguard Julius was in the shot for her music video and she yelled "Move, Julius!" The video ended and I sighed happily. I love my wife so much.

Did I say, wife? Yeah, we got married two years ago on Valentine's Day, the day before my birthday. It was a surprise wedding that Bey had planned, and she somehow tricked me into getting into my wedding dress. All my friends and family were in on it, and I loved every second of it. Spending time with the people I love and the people who love me.

Speaking of the people that love me, my friend group has pretty much stayed the same except I don't fuck with Nicki anymore. A couple of years ago a lot of shit happened in my life and I did a lot of stuff, but I noticed that Nicki was being mad fake and mad shady.

At that point in my life my mom and my grandmother had passed away in the same month, I was going through it with my label, I had got shot by this R&B nigga whose name shall not be uttered. I was just going through a lot, and I felt like Nicki wasn't being a supportive friend but of course in and through all of that, my other friends helped boost me back up to how I was before which I am so grateful for.

What really made my relationship with Nicki kick the bucket is when she got so upset with me for making a song with Cardi. As I have said before, her and Nicki do not like each other whatsoever, she felt that I was betraying her by having a song with both of them since I previously did a song with Nicki. I was just going to let it go and let her be mad but then she started being shadier and subbing me in her songs.

I dropped her as a friend a year and a half ago and since then she been being petty and she still subbing me in her songs. She keeps doing it because she knows I won't respond to her and start a rap battle until she says my name or puts an @ to it.

I was torn out my thoughts when I felt the couch dip in and kisses placed on my lips. I smiled at Bey. "Hey baby." I said getting on her lap as soon as she sat down on the couch. I kissed her lips a bunch and hugged her. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too mama. How was work?" She asked getting comfortable on the couch and resting her hands on my ass per usual. I put my face in her neck and inhaled, her scent instantly relaxing me.

"It was tiring. I had to finish shooting the last music video for my album today and to say I'm ready to retire is an understatement." I vented as I played with the edge of her crop top. Over the years, I've forced her to stop wearing nigga clothes all the time and to dress girly sometimes, she needed to get in touch with her feminine side. Cause how you singing love songs dressed like a fuckboy. No ma'am.

"I know you tired mama, but all that hard work is going to pay off in the long run. Hell, it already is. We got three generations worth of wealth stacked up. But you know that when you ready to you can settle down and not work no more or pick up a hobby or something. Like Rih did with the makeup and stuff." I thought about it for a second, she was making sense.

"I'mma think about it daddy. But how was your day?" I asked sleepily. This is standard routine for us. We talk after we come home until we fall asleep for our midday nap since its about 1 pm.

"It was okay, I finished up a couple songs before my brunch with Kelly and Titan. I wasn't expecting him to be there but he's on spring break now. But other than that, it was fine. Would have been better if you were there." I giggled softly.

"I know daddy, but now you got me." I said softly, sleep calling my name. "Good. Now let's go to sleep mamas." She kissed my head and soon I let sleep take over.

2.5 Hours Later

"Baby!"

"Hmmmmmmm." I whined and stuffed my head farther in Bey's neck. I felt her stand up with me I her hands then I felt myself being lowered down, so I knew she was trying to put me down. I hate waking up from our naps. I stood up by stayed leaned against her with my eyes closed, trying to fall back to sleep.

"Come on mama, we gotta go get our baby girl from daycare." Once she mentioned our daughter I woke up fully. I love our daughter Mariah with all of my heart. She was the lovechild that sprouted from Bey helping me out of that dark place.

During the period when all of that stuff was happening with my mom and grandmother, me and Bey didn't have sex. It wasn't because she didn't want to but because I wasn't in the right mindset to do so. But with the help of Bey and my friends I got myself back together. The first time we made love again after that low point in my life, I got pregnant with Mariah. I let Beyonce name her and Bey being the sweetie that she is she gave her my grandmother's middle name.

Oh, did I mention I lost my virginity on Bey's birthday when I took her to Paris? Yeah, there was no way in hell I was leaving France a virgin. She took her time with me and made sure I was comfortable, and I knew I had made the right choice by giving her my virginity.

I ran to the door with Bey following me and threw on my black rhinestone crocs that matched perfectly with my black Gucci velvet tracksuit. I ran out the door and to the car and tugged on the door until Bey unlocked the doors to her yellow Range Rover. I hopped in the front seat and did a little happy dance.

The reason I'm so happy about going to pick her up is because usually we don't get time to pick her up, so we have the Nanny pick her up and bring her home if Di or Mama Tina is busy. Since we had a light workload today and would be home before 3:45, we can surprise her and pick her up.

Bey got in and drove off as I kept up with my happy dance which only consisted of me wiggling in my seat. My baby girl is an amazing 3-year-old and she is advanced for her age. Next year we're going to see about putting her in Pre-K. She already knows all of her alphabets and how to count up to 150. She knows a sip of math and she knows how to hold a conversation.

Me and Bey like to take partial credit for that because we have been shoving flash cards and assisting her with her letters and numbers all day from the time she said her first words.

About ten minutes later we arrived at the daycare. We hopped out and made our way to the door. Bey opened and held the door for me making me smile more. She always treats me like a queen, I love it.

I walked up to the reception desk and rung the bell for someone to come out here. A couple seconds later, this tall dark skin beauty came from the back and smiled at us. Im just going to assume she already knows who we are.

"Hello, Mrs. and Mrs. Knowles, here to pick up Mariah?" She sat down behind the desk and scooted up to the computer.

"Yes, we are." We both said smiling. She put a binder on the counter in front of me. "Alrightie, well all we will need for you two to do is sign her out and I will be right back with your little ray of sunshine." I nodded and immediately signed me and Bey's name and wrote down that we were picking up Mariah.

I finished and I couldn't stop bouncing up and down. The reason I was so excited is because I hadn't seen her all week since she was with Mama Tina. I swear people love kidnapping my child for days at a time. If it isn't Mama Tina it's Cardi or one of my other friends. Most of the time though Cardi takes her so Mariah and Kulture can have playdates and sleepovers and what not.

I heard Bey chuckle, making me turn around and face her with a smile. "You in a hype mood mamas." She kissed my head. I LOVE MY LITTLE FAMILY!