OPEN UP(MEGYONCÉ)

TWENTY-FOUR

TW MENTIONS OF RAPE AND ATTEMPTED SUICIDE!!!!!!

One Week Later...

Three Hours After Megan Disappears

HOUSTON, TX

Bey Pov

"God fucking damnit answer Megan!" I rung Megan's phone for the 1000th time this afternoon. She just disappeared.

I took Azari out for a little reward shopping because she's been doing better but Megan has been declining.

I came home and I found this note on the bed.

Bye Beyoncé, I love you.

Was what it said.

I immediately started panicking and calling her phone and no answer is what I received each time.

Azari could tell something was wrong because of the distressed look on my face.

I'm really worried because she hasn't been doing well and I've don't everything I could to try and keep her mentally stable but I fucking failed.

I failed.

I checked her location for the one thousandth time and it won't load but it's showing me the last place she was, which was a corner store not too far from here.

"Fuck it." I'm going to look for her.

"Zari baby, you wanna go on a trip?" I know she's tired but I can't leave her here by herself.

She nodded her head sleepily and sat up. I picked her up and put on her jacket and some shoes and carried her out to the car.

I've gotta find her.

HOUSTON, TX

Megan Pov

"Ma'am are you ok? Do you need a ride?" I stumbled over my feet as I walked down this empty road.

Hennessy

Cognac

Tequila

That's what I drank and probably a bunch of over things. My phones dead.

I have no clue where I am.

I had to get away because my thoughts were tearing me up inside.

I was too out of my mind to reply. I just fell to the ground, barely able to hold myself up any longer.

"Ma'am! Are you alright?" I felt someone touch me and I immediately started shaking.

"d-don't touch me! Stoooop it! Get o-off me!" I yelled weakly.

After yelling I felt extremely nauseous. I threw up in whoever arms I was in and after I just blacked out.

1 Hour Later...

The sound of soft singing pulled me from my sleep. I felt a gentle grip on my hand and small caresses on the back of my hand.

"I am in love with you, you set me free. I can't do this thing called life without you here with me" I heard a soft but very familiar voice sing.

Beyoncé?

It was a struggle but I pulled my eyes open and in all her glory Beyoncé sat next to me in a chair with her eyes closed, singing to me.

Azari was sleep in her lap, drool coming for her mouth and all. I cracked a weak smile and finally attempted to get Beyoncé's attention.

"b-bey." I said weakly. She stopped singing and immediately opened her eyes, looking straight at me.

"babygirl you're awake!" She lightly shouted. She gently moved Azari off of her and was quickly at my side.

"Meg you scared the fuck outta me. Something bad could've happened to you mama." she voiced concerningly.

I wanted something bad to happen.

I looked down, having nothing to say. I couldn't tell her that I didn't wanna be here.

I tried to make it as obvious as possible.

"Megan baby, can you talk to me? Please mama, I wanna do anything to help you." She begged.

I could feel the tears coming all ready.

"i-i wanted to die beyoncé, i couldn't do it anymore..i couldn't handle the guilt bey." I softly cried out.

Beyoncé pulled me closer, wiping my tears. "and before you say it's not my fault, I can't help but feel like it Bey. My baby was taken from me all because my past and I....I will never forgive myself for it." I will never believe that Azari being taken wasn't my fault.

My baby will live with that forever.

Beyoncé sighed and looked down at me. "I have something to tell you Megan..." I stayed silent, waiting for her to say something.

"There is a possibility that I am...Azari's biological parent." Beyoncé stated.

...

...

...

...

what.

My mind was empty for a good five minutes.

I endured sexual harassment, assault, AND rape from that man.

Azari has to be his.

There's no way for Beyonce to be her parent.

"beyonce...don't fucking play around with me!" I yelled. She stiffened and moved off of me with a pleading look.

"Megan baby-"

"FUCK YOU! That man raped me and abused me in every fucking way! I know Azari is his!" I've had so many DNA test done on Azari too and they've always came back saying Pardi was the father.

Zari started whining on the couch, causing me to calm down. Beyonce went to grab her and I just watched.

The resemblance has become even more apparent.

"shhhh baby, go back to sleep." I stared Beyoncé down and sat deep in thought.

There is absolutely no fucking way.

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I think i've finally got back into the groove of things. I gonna be focusing on this book just to take some of the stress off my back😭😭. Anywayssss! How are we feeling about this chapter? Beyoncé definitely could've dropped that information at a different time don't yall agree? Let me know in the comments what you guys think!

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