ESCORTÉ

Mother's Wishes

*1 day later*
August 23, 2027
Beyoncé Knowles POV

"Baby be careful with Blue." I softly said to Onika as we walked into Solange's home and up the steep stairs to the living room area. I would've carried her up the stairs for her but Onika refused to let me hold my own child.

"Who are you talking to? It's your fault my NEWBORN baby is even out of the house. Beyoncé get the fuck out of my face." She spat back.

Damn, cause I said be careful? I thought and sighed as I let it go. She was upset and rightfully so.

—Flashback—
YESTERDAY
Onika Maraj POV

I watched the love of my life prop the phone up and center it on her and her ex lover, Jurnee.

"What else am I good at?" Jurnee teased her while she sat in her lap.

"All of it, you're the star of this show baby." Beyoncé responded as she unbuckled her pants. I wanted to stop watching, wanted to throw my phone against every wall in this bathroom but I couldn't. I watched every second of the 29 minute and 37 second video. Watched her kiss Jurnee like she was in love with her. Watched her become more passionate and gentle than even I had seen from her.

Jurnee has an innocence that I always knew she adored. We talked about her as we unpacked our relationship and our break up. She respected that woman. Never had a bad word to say about her. In fact, she seemed as though she regretted hurting her. Deep down I wondered if she had that same respect for me. Was that innocence she was craving something I couldn't give her because of my past?

It felt like it didn't matter what I did. Give her my virginity, give up my career, have her first baby, forgive her for her own past... She still wouldn't see me as wife material. Jurnee was always the dream woman to her.

Not an escort.

My tears fell as I held my postpartum stomach, sore from all the running I had just done. Beyoncé had stopped trying to get in the door and I wasn't sure when I would ever be ready to come out and face the turmoil that was to come from this video being leaked.

The embarrassment.

—Flashback Over—
Beyoncé Knowles POV

"Hi Nik." My sister greeted Onika and completely ignored me. She was angry. They were all angry. I was angry with myself as well. Not only had I embarrassed Onika but I had embarrassed the company. I trusted Jurnee to keep the video between the two of us private but in full transparency, I should have never made it. My woman had just given birth and I had placed her in yet another vulnerable position.

"Hi." Onika said as she gladly handed Blue over to Solange, who had the most obvious googly eyes.

"Bey." Solange stated plainly to me.

"Solange I don't know how it got out. But the company should be fine since I stepped down a year ago." I shrugged.

She laughed sardonically as she held Blue gently. "You're the face of that company now no matter what. They loved you. You would be their choice if they had one. It's going to hit us hard and I have to be the one to make sure it doesn't sink us."

"Solo i'll fix this. I'll talk to Jurnee, find the source of the video and i'll fix it okay?" I tried reassuring her until Onika's voice cut through our conversation like a knife.

"You'll talk to her?" She laughed. "The videos out there. Forever. Your DICK is on the internet forever!" She got in my face.

"You all need to calm down." My mother's soothing voice rang from the in house balcony. When I looked up, she was standing over us.

"We will stay a family as we work through this. We will get the video taken down. Beyoncé, come here." She ordered me as she disappeared into a room." I ignored Onika's glare and went up the stairs and into the room.

"Mom I don't know how it got out. I'm sorry and I should've never—"

"Beyoncé that video is the least of your concerns." She stated as she pulled her phone out to show me a picture of Jurnee with a baby in her arms.

"The public hasn't caught on yet but this child looks just like Blue. Beyoncé this is your child. I know it. I can feel it."

I stared at the picture before I almost passed out.

This baby has my eyes.

Jurnee wouldn't do this... She wouldn't keep my child from me? This must be a relative's child. Although it looked like me, this must be a coincidence right?

"You need to go talk to that woman."

"Mom I—I don't know what to do? Onika? Blue? She won't accept this. I'll lose my family." I all but broke down.

"Go talk to that woman Giselle! Don't let Onika find something this heartbreaking out through social media do you hear me? If I caught it, it's only a matter of time until the public catches it." She warned me.

"Yes ma'am." I said as I darted out of the door and out of Solange's home. Despite Onika's anger towards me, she called out to me while I was leaving.

*1 Hour Later*

My feet felt like bricks as I approached Jurnee's home. I felt crazy and stalkerish for not calling ahead but the circumstances were dire.

Her security called her to let her know I was out front. It was 40 minutes of back and forth with them, her, and myself before she finally decided to let me into her home.

"Bey what are you doing here? I'm sorry about the video and my team is working diligently to get it taken down.. but you can't be here it'll only make our situation worse." She pleaded with me.

I looked at her recently more than usual filled out body and it reminded me of Onika's post partum body. She had been pregnant.

"Jurnee where is my child." I breathed deeply, finding myself getting upset.

"What? What are you talking about?" Her face scrunched up.

Of course the actor is an excellent liar.

"My baby. OUR baby." I pulled out my phone and showed her the picture.

Her facial expression then dropped, which made me know that she knew she was caught.

"They don't know. The public thinks he's a relative. No one has caught on. I promise your girlfriend won't find out. At least not for right now." She said as if I was only concerned about Onika.

"But Jurnee I know! I know I have a son and I want to be apart of his life! How could you?" I spat back at her in disbelief, my words like venom.

"How could I? What hide a baby from you like you did to me? Beyoncé go home." She retorted.

""Stop. Please just let me see him." I begged her desperately.

"No." She quickly responded. "You're in a happy relationship. She left you before because of this same reason. I didn't tell you because I want you to move forward and be happy... quite frankly Beyoncé I also don't want to be apart of your life. I can't trust you and I don't want you to disappoint my son as he grows older."

Her words hit me like bricks. Why does everyone always think of me as a disappointment? I didn't know how to respond. Didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry Beyoncé. Leave my home or i'll have security come and get you.. Take care of yourself. I'll be more careful to keep our baby out of the public eye and i'll do what I can about the video.. I'll do my part so both of our worlds don't fall apart. You do yours." She finished as she walked off.

Author's Notes 🗒️:

Predictions?

Should Bey tell Nik?

Is Jurnee wrong?