Family

CHAPTER THREE

After a long internal argument, Beyonce finally found the courage to go to her mother's house to speak to Bryelle face to face about the whole thing.

She wanted to clear the air and hopefully, build a relationship with Bryelle as her mother instead of her sister. Watching her child grow over the years and watching her call someone else 'mommy', 'mom', and 'mama' hurt her heart.

There's been many times over the years where Beyonce was on the verge of spilling it all to everyone because the secret was tearing her up.

So, here she was standing outside of her mother's house debating whether she should stay and tell Bryelle the truth, or she could turn around and go back into her bed nest.

"What you standin' out here like that for?" She heard from behind her. Beyonce turned around to see none other than Bryelle herself. Beyonce took a breath as she saw her daughter in front of her for the first time in two weeks.

She saw a flurry of emotions in her eyes and it broke her heart to know that she caused this horrible feeling.

"I..I was coming to talk to you about this whole-"

"You and everyone else lying to me my whole damn life? Yea..I think it's about time I heard the truth for once." Bryelle snapped, cutting Beyonce off.

"Let's go in and talk.." Beyonce said.

The both of them walked in the house and into the family room. Bryelle sat across from Beyonce with an expectating glare in her eyes as she waited for her mother to explain.

Beyonce cleared her throat and starting fidgeting with the ring on her finger as she tried her best to gather the words to say. She felt the tears burning and threatening to fall while she thought.

"Um..I don't know how to explain this.."

"Just say it."

Beyonce took a breath. She couldn't tell Bryelle that she was raped. She didn't want to talk about that. She didn't want to tell her that she was a product of assault. That would probably make everything worse rather than better. So she lied, again.

"I had a boyfriend who I went to school with...and I, at the time, wanted to grow up too fast." She started and the lies kept coming and spilling the more she spoke. She could tell Bryelle was intrigued and curious so she kept going.

"When mama and daddy were out one night, they told me to babysit Solange because Cadence was at a sleepover or something. I didn't want to be cooped up with her because, well, you know Solange, so I called him and asked him to come over." Bryelle nodded and she figured where this story was going.

"He came over..and we were just watching a movie and then one thing led to another.."

"So what you're basically saying is..You were fast as hell, ended up getting pregnant, and since you were too young, mama raised me? Why didn't you just get an abortion?" Bryelle said as if it was the obvious answer to the whole thing.

"Bry..I couldn't just have an abortion. You know how mama and daddy are. That wasn't an option for me, and I wanted to keep you..so me and mama made an arrangement for her to raise you, so you'll still be apart of the family." Beyonce almost felt sick from lying through her teeth. She hated that she couldn't tell her the whole truth.

Bryelle sighed as she watched her sister desperately try to explain the situation, tears streamed down her face. As she actually looked at Beyonce, she could tell she was just as hurt by this situation as she was.

She wanted so badly to go over and hug her and cling to her without letting go because this is the longest the two have gone without a text or call. Sure, Beyonce doesn't visit, and she's distant from her family, but she never distanced herself from Bryelle.