Start Over

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Be careful what y'all ask for cuz' I just might comply 🤷🏽‍♀️. Now, leave me alone 😤.

Beyoncé | Los Angeles

"She has what?" I asked Julez. "A glucose defect. She told me that night when she got home. She didn't seem to mind that I was asking too many questions" he told us.

We as in me, Y/n, Mama, Kelly, Angie, Tim, and Solo were all here at my home basically trying to get whatever information Julez got out of Akira. I felt bad that we were using my nephew to get information out of her but what other option did we have? We couldn't go in head first trying to reclaim our daughter and possibly risk her life. She is still a whole missing child's case right now.

"I thought Akira was healthy at birth?" Solange asked us. I furrowed my eyebrows, "She was, the doctors told us everything was pretty much perfect besides her being a bit underweight" I said, looking at Y/n for confirmation. She nodded, "she was, the only way she could get something like this that I know of is if she was deprived food ever in her life so much that it caused her to rely on medication for it" she said, tilting her head in irritation.

I quickly placed my hand on her stomach to calm her since I knew she was about to pop off.

"Calm down Y/nn, we can't think like that. Maybe the doctors missed something and whoever has her nipped it in the bud before it got too threatening" I tried to tell her. "She told me if she missed the dose and she didn't get the epipen in fifteen minutes, she would have fell into a coma" Julez spoke up.

Y/n muscled up a deep irritated groan from her chest. I could tell she was loosing her patience. "We need to find out who has her. I don't even care about anything else" she spoke to me directly. I nodded since there was no fighting her on it.

I pulled out my phone and decided to call Detective Benson to tell her I've got a new lead so that she could help us with this. She has been the leading detective on this case for fourteen years with her co workers and she hasn't let me down with making an effort in finding her.

While the call ranged, my hand moved to Y/n's to play with her fingers to calm her. You could see how badly she was pissed off with the situation. Being a doctor and hearing that our daughter has a life threatening health defect is sending her over the edge.

"Detective Benson" she responded. "Hi detective Benson, it's Beyoncé" I told her. "Beyoncé, to what do I owe the pleasure of this call, I didn't miss any special days did I?" She asked as I heard paper noises in the background, probably checking her calendar. "No, no detective you didn't miss anything. I'm actually calling because I'm 99.9% certain that we have found her" I told her, biting on my bottom lip.

I heard the sound of a door shut in her background, "found her? Are you certain?" She asked me. I sighed, moving my hand from Y/n's to run it through my hair. "Um, it was at my show the other day. She...She literally looks like me with some splatters of her dad. We don't know if whoever she's with is her kidnappers but she is here in L.A" I told her. I heard her sigh, "okay, I'll come around tomorrow. I'll get my team to do some more digging" she told me. I nodded, "thank you detective" I told her. She gave me a time frame for when she will come and hung up.

"So how are we going to do this? We don't know who she's living with" Y/n asked me. I bit my lip, "I don't know honestly. All I want is to see her again" I told her. Julez sighed, "I mean, I could try asking her. Or why can't you text Storm?" He asked me. I twisted my lips up, "I feel bad that we have to in between this Julez, the information she's giving you is because she wants to tell you not us" I told him. "Auntie, I'm doing this because I want to get my cousin back just as much as you do. I might can ask her who her parents are but she's already secretive as it is" he told me.

Just then, his phone pinged. "Kira?" Solange asked and he nodded. "I asked her to send me a baby picture and a recent picture, here look" he told us, turning his phone to show us the two beautiful pictures of our little baby.

"She said she was homeschooled so her aunt was the one that took the preschool picture" he told us. I looked at the pictures with a sad smile. The baby picture just had to be around the time she got kidnapped. And now she just looks like a beautiful young woman. I'm sad that I missed all these monumental moments that happened from her being a toddler to being a teenager.

"It seems like whoever her aunt is really is the one who takes care of her. Does she speak of her parents?" Mama asked. He shrugged, "sometimes, but, she says they don't have a good relationship. She says she the oldest out of five and she's like the black sheep. She spends majority of her days with her Aunt since she isn't allowed to go anywhere but to her house" he told us.

Well, her kidnappers weren't smart enough to leave L.A but they were smart enough to keep her out of the public.

"Oh wait, she's FaceTiming me" he said. Everyone stayed quiet as he answered the call. "Sup?" He asked. "I need help" I heard her rush out. I furrowed my eyebrows, my anxiety rising. "With what?" He asked her, his demeanor changing when his cousin asked for help. "So like, your uncle or whatever this man is here at my parents house and—" she cut herself off by someone calling her name. She sighed, "shit, I gotta go" she told him and hung up the phone.

I looked at Y/n, "she said your uncle, who would be at her parents house?" She asked. I closed my eyes, hoping the person I think she was talking about was not around my daughter right now.

"Fucking Shawn"
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