OPEN UP(MEGYONCÉ)

TWENTY-TWO

That Same Day...

August 20th, 2017

Houston, TX

Megan Pov

"How have you been doing today Megan?" The therapist asked me. I sighed and looked down, fiddling with my fingers.

"I'm making it.." I mumbled loud enough for her to hear.

"Tell me a little bit about yourself. Where are you from?" I hate this already but...I need it.

"I'm from Houston and I'm twenty-five years old. I'm a real-estate agent around Houston and I have a four year old daughter." Not much more I could say because those are the only normal things I could say about me.

The rest is...too much.

"A four year old? What's her name?" I smiled, thinking of my babygirl.

"Azari...she's my world and I'd do any and everything for her." My entire soul is hurting at the fact I wasn't able to protect her. It should've been me.

They should've taken me not her.

He knows me and he wanted to kill me for leaving him with his son. It's not like he liked his son anyways.

He wanted me in the end.

"That's a beautiful name. How have you been doing mentally?" She asked me, pulling out a notepad. One of the reason I've absolutely dodged therapy is because I feel judgment.

With the crazy life story I have anyone could judge me.

"Mentally I...I'm struggling." I said, keeping it short.

"Can you elaborate on that?" I huffed.

"I feel weak, alone, and used. I've felt these things damn near my entire life. I'm running out of energy and I just feel like nothing."I admitted.

"I'm not going to force you to tell me everything off the bat but to start off today I need a little something to work with." I don't know if I can do this...

I closed my eyes, thinking of what Beyoncé told me before I left.

"Remember you were just a girl trying to survive Megan. None of it is your fault."

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes "When I was fifteen my mother passed away to cancer because we couldn't afford her treatments to keep her alive. My grandma made the decision to pull the plug on her so it was just me and her. When I turned sixteen my grandma was involved in a drive by. She was dead on the scene. After that I had nothing. No money, no place to stay, no food to eat. I had to find the quickest way to start getting money so I sold my body. I worked at the strip club and made enough money to get at least get a motel, have food, clothes, and personal needs. It wasn't the most ideal job but...I was just trying to stay alive." That's all I could say today. If I said anymore I would probably have a breakdown.

I just wanna go home.

30 Minutes Later...

I arrived at Beyoncés house. I didn't know she had multiple houses but she did. When we left the DR we didn't wanna go back to our houses because of the police and stuff.

My house is a whole investigation still.

When I walked in the house was pretty quiet. It was pretty late and Azari could have been down for bed already.

I closed the door and locked it. I just wanna shower and sleep I don't have the energy for anything else. I made my way upstairs and seen Beyoncé leaving Azari's room.

When she noticed me she gave me a soft smile "Hey...how was it?" She asked me softly.

I gave her drained look and just shrugged my shoulders. "I figured you would be a little drained so I made a nice warm bath for you." I couldn't help but smile. Beyoncé is so thoughtful nobody would've even done that for me.

"Thank you..." I said lowly.

I walked the rest of the way to the bedroom and sat my purse down on the dresser. "Take as much time as you need Megan." Beyoncé said from behind me.

"I will..thank you."  I walked into the bathroom and smiled when I seen the tub. It smelt like lavender and there were candles placed around the bathtub, allowing the bathroom to be dimly lit.

"Do you like it?" I heard Beyoncé ask from behind me.

"I love it Bey, thank you so much for this." I said genuinely. I turned around and have her quick peck on her lips to show her how appreciative I am of this.

"I'll be out soon.." she smiled and nodded, closing the door.

I stripped from my clothes, put my hair up in a bun and submerged myself in the nice warm water. I hummed in satisfaction, letting the water come up to my chest.

I really hope that this therapy stuff works. What I told the therapist today was just the tip of the iceberg. I don't know if I have the courage to tell her anymore than what I already told her but I guess if I wanna be free from everything I have too.

I have to do this for myself.

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After my little mental break I am back! This is something a little short so I can get back into the groove of things! Let me know what you guys think in the comments. Megan's start on therapy? Beyoncé making her a bath? Let me know!

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