ESCORTÉ

For You I Promise I'll Try

*2 Weeks Later*
September 4, 2027
Onika Maraj POV

I woke Bey up by jumping on top of her and straddling her.

"Happy Birthday baby!" I continued to jump lightly until she groaned and opened her eyes with a slight smile.

"You're getting old." I teased her before I kissed her.

"I've been old." She joked back.

She's been moping around this mansion for the past 2 weeks due to the fact that Jurnee still had not granted her permission to see her son. I knew she wasn't feeling the fact that it was her birthday but I wanted her to feel good today despite the babymama drama and also the many comments online about the video. It had since been taken down but of course there were the few people that had screen recorded it and continued to circulate it.

"Old or not... I still love you." I kissed her again. "annddd if you don't get up, you'll miss the surprise I have for you." I said quickly and got up knowing she would be curious to know what I was talking about.

She immediately sat up in bed.

"What surprise?"

"Get up and get dressed." I simply demanded.

"How do I know what to dress for Nik?" She laughed.

"Beyoncé you're literally going to put on business casual clothes regardless. Put on a nice black button down and some slacks and come on. You're gonna set me back and I have a whole itinerary." I told her as I looked in the mirror and examined my fitted black dress and natural beat. My hair was all black and I had gone for the Chaka Khan look. My final touch were gold hoop earrings and to reapply my clear gloss.

"You.. look stunning." She said as she got up and caressed me from behind.

I rolled my eyes. Of course she was trying to start her birthday off with sex. I would give it to her, but I had to play hard to get in light of everything that had taken place the past few weeks.

"Aht. You're going to mess up my outfit and my makeup. Plus birthday or not i'm still mad at you."

"Of course." She said in a disappointed manner before she stepped into the large bathroom. Moments later the shower turned on and I knew she would be ready shortly.

She may be disappointed but she has no idea what her woman did for her. This will be the best birthday she's ever had.

*1 Hour Later*

"Bey seriously?? It's usually me that's late. Come on we're running behind." I rushed her as she came running down the hallway and into the foyer.

"I had to kiss my daughter goodbye Nik since somebody says we have to leave her with the nanny."

"Yes because we have grown people things to do later. Now put this on." I handed her a blackout blindfold. She took it out of my hand and tossed it around in hers as if she was examining it.

"No." She said, making me burst into laughter.

"No? Bey stop playing seriously we're late."

"I'm not playing. You've been upset with me and now you're being nice to me and want to blindfold me? Onika is this my last birthday?" She asked me in true fear.

"Bey are you serious? Yes I would have killed you if I could but you're my baby's daddy so I can't. Put it on." I pushed the blindfold into her chest.

She was hesitant but put it on anyway.

She asked questions the entire drive and even attempted to take her blindfold off once or twice, forcing me to step in and make sure she didn't pull it down.

"Yes we're here baby." I rolled my eyes as the car pulled into the residence.

"Aht! Leave it on woman." I pushed her blindfold back up quickly as she tried to peek over it.

Once Julius opened the door he helped me out first and then helped to guide Beyoncé to the front door.

Security opened the door for us and we stepped into the home, all the while my nerves were wrecked. I had set this up for Beyoncé despite my own personal feelings and hadn't put much thought into them. But now that I was here, I was feeling kind of awkward. Still, I pushed those feelings aside.

"Okay baby." I stepped in front of Beyoncé and took her blindfold off slowly. Once it was completely lowered, I noticed her eyes were still closed.

"So you've been trying to take it off the entire ride over and now you don't want to see the surprise anymore?" I laughed as I questioned her.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and I watched her immediately recognize her surroundings, making her look at me in shock.

"Baby?" She asked me in confusion.

Before I could respond, Jurnee walked down the spiral stairs with a small baby wrapped in her arms.

We both stood in the same place as she approached us and I could see Beyoncé standing in awe out of my peripheral.

Jurnee continued to walk until she stopped right in front of us and looked down at her cooing little boy.

"Happy birthday Beyoncé. Onika and I have had several conversations over the past 2 weeks and she really changed my whole perspective on everything. You deserve to be in your son's life. I'm sorry I kept him from you. I was wrong." She maturely admitted and took full accountability.

Beyoncé turned towards me and hugged me tightly before she looked back at Jurnee with tears in her eyes.

"Would you like to hold him?" Jurnee asked as she held his little body out. Instead of responding Beyoncé immediately reached out to accept him.

"He's beautiful. He looks just like me. What's his name?" She asked.

"About that." Jurnee smiled and then led us to a large couch in her living area. Once we were all seated, she reached into an envelope and handed Bey some papers.

"His name is Justice."

"Keeping the J's going huh?" Beyoncé joked. Jurnee's entire family were full of J's she had once told me over the phone and I thought it was adorable she kept the tradition going with their son.

"It's only right. But those papers are for you Beyoncé.. so you can sign his birth certificate and have full rights as his parent." She explained.

Beyoncé smiled wider than I had seen since the birth of our own child as she wasted no time maneuvering around her baby to sign the papers.

"Justice Knowles. My first son." She whispered before she kissed his forehead.

I was happy for her, ecstatic even, but I couldn't help the nausea I felt in my stomach when she said that. I wondered if the baby I had aborted could have been her first son.

It made me sick.

"He really is beautiful." I said before I realized. And I meant it. It wasn't anything against him, he was innocent. It was my own insecurities I guess.

"Thank you. The day has barely started and this is just.. the best gift you could have given me. I love you. I do Onika." Beyoncé looked at me with eyes full of emotion.

"I love you too baby." I caressed her cheek.

Jurnee smiled at the both of us genuinely. She really was a good woman. I never felt I had to worry about ulterior motives with her. She expressed her concerns to me and shared her history with Beyoncé and I couldn't do anything but understand. The only reason she was okay with giving her rights was because I promised to stick beside Beyoncé and make sure she made the absolute best decisions for their child.

Deep down, I hoped that I could keep that promise.

For her, i'll try.

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