Hers

Chapter 2

TWO YEARS AGO
MEGAN POV

"Real Hot Girl Shit!"
"REAL HOT GIRL SHIT!" I shout to my fans as I'm walking off stage after performing

I'm tired; my throat hurt, my feet hurt..... everything hurt. I'm just exhausted, and in need of a serious nap. I feel myself slipping as everyone jumps in front of me congratulating me for ending the tour off right. As I smile and say thank you, I just want to curl in my bed and suck my paci.....

Being a little and such a hardcore artist is difficult. I love my fans and putting on a good show and even better music. But my little side always calls me.

I guess the look on my face gives it away as my best friend Lani rushes to me, saying she's gonna bring me to my dressing room.

Walking really fast we make it closing and locking the door. I fall on my back onto the little couch as my legs extend out dangling at the end. Taking a deep breath as I close my eyes I feel the world around me swirling. Then I let out the longest yawn.

"I tired"
"Oh no Meg. No no you can't slip now. You have fans to meet" she says with my paci in her hand

"Gimme...Gimme" I say extending my arms on the verge of crying

She pops it in my mouth and I suckle it at peace.
"Okay Meg, how old are you sweetie?"
"I five!" I say taking my paci out my mouth

"Shit!"
"Uh you say bad word"
"I'm sorry sweetie. Meg you gotta be big"

I whine, "no!"
"Yes!"
"No!" I say back
"You want a spankie?"

I gasp, not a spankie.....I don't like those. Quickly shaking my head no.

"Okay then so you gotta be big....please just for a little bit longer then you can be little for the entire night"

Taking a deep breath, I pop my paci back in my mouth sucking on it quickly as I twirl the end of my hair staring at the rug. Then I hand it back to Lani.

"(Sigh).... Okay let's get this over with" I say standing up

"Okay how old are y-"
"Bitch I'm twenty seven, I'm good" I say chuckling making her laugh
"Ready?"
"Yes. Let's get this over with, so I can get back to my paci"

BEYONCÉ POV

"Beyonce, come on!! It's gonna be so much fun" my friend Trinity shouts at me making me roll my eyes, side eyeing her girlfriend/ Mommy  Normani

"I don't know......just cause I don't have class tonight don't mean I should" I mutter

"PLEASE........ for me, Auntie....." she says looking up at me pouting
"No"

She scoffs, "Then why the fuck not! You haven't been out since that bitch left you. And it's been six months.....it's time to go out. Meet new people, come on"

"Alright Baby....that's enough. I'mma let the cursing slide but don't think you can do it again... hear me" Normani says making Trinity nod her head

"Now Bey, she ain't lying. You can't be holding yourself hostage to dating. Be open...plus that bitch was a hoe that just didn't care about you. But you're passed that right? You moving on and living life. Which is why we're going to this concert. So get dress" Normani says

Shaking my head no, her and Trinity continue to say yes. And deep down I know I'mma end up going cause these two won't quit.

And I was right.