Start Over

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Akira | Los Angeles, California

"What's going on?" I wearily asked Mathew who quickly hushed me. I could hear sirens and the men at the front moved their hands to the side of their pants where I just realized they had guns attached to their hips. "Police" one whispered. Mathew scowled, "what are they doing here?" He asked himself. He quickly grabbed my arm and yanked me into a small room. "Get in there and hush, don't utter a word" he gritted at me.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes, "why? Why can't I scream from the top of my lungs to let them know you're holding me captive!" I raised my voice with each word, effectively pissing him off.

He was about to scold me but the noises and footsteps got closer so he sighed out angrily and looked at me. His eyes held slight guilt in them before he spoke his next few words.

"Put her out, then we go" he told his men before maneuvering around them and discreetly leaving out of the room. I couldn't even register how quickly the man hit me with the butt of his gun. I fell to the ground with a thud as my vision got spotty.

I don't know how long I was here for. I didn't register anything. I didn't hear the scared noise of Julez calling my name repeatedly. I didn't feel being put inside of an ambulance. I didn't feel doctors asking me to stop moving—I didn't even realize I was moving.

When I finally came back into consciousness, all I heard was beeping noises that were irritating the shit out of me. I went to move my hands to my ears blindly but froze when I felt a warm hand touch my own causing me to freeze.

"Calm down Baby A, it's just me" I heard Auntie Kylie's voice. I sniffled and squeezed her hand, "Auntie?" I asked wearily. "Yeah babe, it's me. Can you open your eyes for me?" She asked, handing me some water to quickly drink and I shook my head, "it hurts" I whimpered. "What hurts, your eyes?" She asked. "My head" I whispered. She hummed, "okay, I'm gonna call the doctor okay" she told me. I nodded and heard the door shut.

What day is it?

I struggled to open my eyes. I've come to terms that I was in the hospital but, why though? I heard the front door open and I squeezed my hands.

"Akira?" I heard a familiar voice ask. I mean, it sounded familiar but I couldn't pinpoint how I knew it. "Yes?" I croaked. "I'm Doctor Brown, Y/n Brown, does my name ring a bell?" They asked me. I bit my lip and nodded, "yes but I-I don't know why" I stuttered, my head beginning to hurt more as I tried to recollect my memories.

I felt something warm hit my face and press against my arms causing me to tense. "It's just a warm compress for your eyes" Auntie Kylie reassured me. I let the doctor do what they needed to do and when they were finished, she told me to try and open my eyes. When I did, I was immediately hit with the blinding light of the room I was in. I placed my hands over my face—well, I tried to but I was stopped by the wires I had connected to my arm.

"Akira, can you see?" Doctor Brown asked me. I rubbed my eyes and nodded after blinking profusely. My eyes finally opened and connected with Doctor Y/n's who gave me a small smile. I looked down at the wires connected to me and looked up confused, "where am I?" I asked, finally turning my head to look at Auntie Kylie who looked relieved.

"You're in the hospital Kira, do you not remember what happened?" She asked me with a slight frown. I shook my head, my hands beginning to ruffle the cover I was under. "No, my memory is a bit fuzzy. My head hurts too much to remember anything" I admitted.

Doctor Y/n had a look of irritation the flashed on her face but it quickly went away when her pager beeped, "I will be right back" she told us and left the room. I then turned to Auntie Kylie who was sitting in the chair next to me. "What happened Auntie? Why am I in the hospital?" I asked her. She took a deep breath, "you were in an...accident" she started. I furrowed my eyes, "like a car accident?" I asked. She shook her head, "no, not necessarily. A few days ago, you were found in a house all the way out Santa Barbra, knocked out in a small room. You don't remember anything?" She asked me.

I sighed in frustration, "no I don't know what you're talking about. And a few days ago, how long was I out for?" I asked her. "Almost two weeks. You feel into a coma. Your sugars were deathly low babe" she told me softly.

There was a knock at the door and I turned my head to see to people walk in with Doctor Brown behind them.

"Akira, this is Detective Benson and Detective Stabler, they want to get whatever information you can remember from the incident" She told me. I puffed out my cheeks in anger, "but I don't remember anything" I told them sadly. "That's okay, how about we start with the basics. Like, what is your full name?" She asked me.

I looked at Auntie Kylie in confusion. If Auntie was here, shouldn't they have all this information on me?

"Um, Akira Akbar West" I told them. They wrote stuff down on there notepads before looking up, "okay, and your date of birth?" Detective Benson asked me. "April 1st" I told them. "Do you remember any of your family members being around you the last time you saw them?" She asked. I sat in thought, "I remember being with my dad...and someone else but I can't remember right now" I told them.

Slowly, I was starting to remember things. I remember being with my dad and Shawn, I remember calling Julez, I remember Mathew and everything he told me about me being his granddaughter and- holy shit.

I'm Mathew Knowles's granddaughter? At least, that's what he said. That picture he showed me was of Beyoncé and someone holding me when I was a baby.

"Does Beyoncé have an older daughter?" I spoke up. "Huh?" Detective Stabler asked, taken back by my question. "I remember being with Mathew um, Mathew Knowles...he said something about me looking like his daughter and he said something about my being his granddaughter and he showed me this picture of Beyoncé and someone holding me as a baby and—" I cut myself off with a gasp of air as I was coming to realization of my ideas.

I felt Auntie Kylie put her hands on my arms to still me as I felt myself spiraling into the never ending questions my mind kept conjuring. "Breathe Akira" she told me sternly. When my breathing was steady, I looked between, who I now remembered was Y/n, Auntie Kylie, and the detectives before mustering up my last question softly.

"Who am I?"
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Hi lovelies 🫶🏾.
I was gonna drop this tomorrow along with a triple update but ig y'all can get it today 😔.
Imma start ignoring y'all comments to double update, y'all are playing to my weakness of can't comply to no's and I hate it 🫠.
Enjoy n comment n all that 🤸🏾‍♀️