Megan's POV
Present DayI shook nervously while standing next to Jill's car as I waited for Normani, Kellon and Nene to arrive at the police station. Things with Nicki and I have been weird lately: she hasn't responded to my calls, text, or hasn't checked on me since I got away from Bey; It hurts so badly that I don't have her support right now. Normani and I haven't spoken since the day before because she still has Tory in her house around my god babies and I don't know if I could really hold a convo with her.
"Megan...are you alright?" Jill asked as she grabbed my hand.
"I'm fine but I just- something ain't right. I can feel it, Jill."
"What do you mean? You're safe here Megan; Kellon, and Nene will be here soon. Just breathe for me okay?"
"Yea, you're right...everything will be fine."
I pulled my hands away from hers and pressed them together anxiously. That's when I saw my car. An immensely confused look spread on my face...who tf was in my car? I glanced at Jill who wasn't paying me any attention, her eyes were on her phone. My words were on the tips of my lips but they didn't come out. I watched my car pull into the police station parking lot, I approached it slowly...Jill still not noticing. The window rolled down slowly and I peaked my head inside reluctantly. It was her.
"Get in baby," she said sweetly. "Funny for you to think I wouldn't find you, Jojo."
Fear shot through my spine; I looked over my shoulder at the police station. My espace was right in my hands and all I had to do was scream, but I couldn't. My fear made me freeze, my tongue incapable of creating words or even an utter.
"Get...in. You see I got your dog, that should be enough to get you to come home, right? Jojo..."
I still didn't utter a sound but I pulled the handle and slid into the passenger seat. Then it was silent. No aggression, no arguing, no threats, just silence between us. I contemplated literally jumping out of the car to save myself from whatever Beyoncé had ready for me back at my father's house. Her still staying in my father's home was another issue that I had to figure out cause God knows he wouldn't want her still staying there after everything she's done to me. She slowly slid her hand onto my thigh, rubbing up and down, taking her nails and gliding them on my freshly shaved legs. Repulsed would be a complete understatement of how I was feeling in the moment.
Beyoncé pulled into the circular, bricked up driveway carefully. I noticed two other black suv's in the driveway...who tf was in my daddy's house? She put the car in park and opened my door and helped me out. Why was she being like this? She help out her hand for me to grab and of course I stared at her like she lost her entire mind.
"Come on, Jojo. I have someone I want you to meet," she said.
I glanced at the sky above Beyoncé's head, the sun that was shinning so bright earlier and hurting my eyes turned into grey sky that anticipated rain. I pulled myself out of the car, not taking her hand because I didn't trust her but she grabbed my arm anyway and pulled me inside the house, through the front door.
"Aye!! I'm back!" she shouted as he voice bounced off the walls.
I heard a very distinctive accent coming from upstairs. It was my big cousin that I haven't seen in years, not biological but my cousin. He probably doesn't even remember me since he's been famous most of my life. I've always wanted to rekindle a bond and work with him on some music. "Yooo, wassup mami," he greeted Bey.
"Hey, boo. Look who I brought home."
He took the last step coming down the stairs and wrapped him arms around her waist and he pecked her lips. My fucking life. "This is who you was telling me about? The step kid? She's a lot older than you insinuated, BB."
"She's still a baby but she knows I love her. Oh, and Megan did I tell you I'm engaged? He popped the question last night!" she exclaimed with a freakishly weird smile on her face. She had those dark eyes that she used to have when we had sex...like she was possessed.
"Ma, go make me some lunch, for all three of us."
"Yes, daddy."
He smacked her ass as she walked into the kitchen.
He approached me: timberlands, white tee, oversized jeans and his hat cocked to the side. I took a slight step back feeling like he was a little too close for comfort.
"I'm Megan..."
"Jay."
"Listen I don't know what sick shit yall got going on or what yall tryna put me in but I will scream and call the police—"
He cut me off with a laugh, seemingly not taking me serious.
"What's funny?" I asked. "You're a celebrity, my cous...what are you doing here? How much did she have to put out for you to put up with her?"
"Fuck you mean, 'put up with her' ? You ain't gotta know how we met shawty cause that shit ain't your business. I thought you'd have more sense than to disrespect a nigga like me that can put you on in this industry...I heard some of your shit miss Megan Thee Stallion. That's what you call yourself ain't it?"
I panicked but I knew I couldn't be a bitch.
"I am Megan Thee Stallion and it ain't disrespect, it's just me tryna figure out what the fuck you're doing here. And if you heard some of my shit you should know, I will tear your ass up on the mic, you can't freestyle for shit."
I was feeling more confident, more normal, feeling more like myself before Beyoncé got to me. But I couldn't forget the purpose, my purpose. I needed to find a way to leave, but this time I needed to manipulate my way out...both of them.
"I can't freestyle for shit? Aight, ma, we can see about that. Meet me at this studio tomorrow." He pulled out his phone with a smirk. "I'll ask ya mama if you can go. Talk to you later kid."
I exhaled as I had been slightly holding my breath while he was taking. I walked upstairs going into my old bedroom that I haven't slept in since my dad was here. I had teddy bears sprawled on my bed, cheetah girls posters in the walls and a red vanity that I painted myself with cherries on it. I laid down gently pulling my biggest bear into me, slowly falling asleep.
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An Unexpected Love
FanfictionA young Megan Pete loses her father and is left with her stepmother. Megan struggles to find love and when she think she has, it's not what you would expect.