OPEN UP(MEGYONCÉ)

TWENTY-FIVE

1 Week Later...

HOUSTON, TX

Megan Pov

It's been a week since I've seen Beyoncé. I asked for space from her. She let me stay in her penthouse and I tried to convince her that I could find my own place to stay but she begged.

She said she would be way less on edge if she knew I was here.

Anyways..

Me trying to kill myself then her dumping that on me was the worst thing she could possibly do.

Today though I asked her to come over so we could talk. It just doesn't sit right with me that she could be Azari's biological parent.

I need another DNA test ASAP.

I've even looked through the old ones to make sure I wasn't tripping and they all said positive.

Pardi is Azari's father.

I let Azari go to Solange's house as I finally began to trust her over course of this week. She somehow got my number and has been trying to vouch for her sister, which was very annoying but it was also funny.

2 Days Ago

Previous Phone Call

"Megan, Beyoncé is over here sulking without you!" Solange shouted through the phone. I chuckled, rolling my eyes while I was trying to finish dinner.

"I am not Solange! Get off her phone!" Beyoncés raspy but loud voice shouted in the back.

Man I missed her voice.

"Bitch you a damn lie! You writing love songs and shit, might as well be a whole album!" Solange yelled and I chuckled again.

Love songs?

I didn't know Beyoncé wrote songs in general let alone she could sing I only found out she could when I woke up in the hospital.

"I'll talk to you later Solange, I gotta feed Azari." I said softly.

"Ok but please talk to Beyoncé soon and tell my niece I said hey!" I smiled and hung up.

Present Time

I was gonna need a FULL rundown on how Azari could be Beyoncés.

I wanted to start my day off right to prevent me from going off on her like it nearly did in the hospital.

I went to the gym today, got a good smoothie, did some reading, took a relaxing shower, and watched a few movies. I had just finished washing my hair so I was sitting on the couch, watching anime while my hair was air drying.

Beyoncé should be here any second.

I sipped on my water, trying to think of what I was gonna say.

I would probably-

*knock knock*

Fuck.

I tossed the blanket off my body and took a deep breath.

You got this Meg.

I unlocked the door and there she stood in all her glory. She's so damn fine.

It was a little rainy outside so her hair was slight wet. She wore basic lounge clothes just like I was except I had some shorts on.

She seemed just a nervous as I was about this conversation. "h-hey.." I greeted lowly.

"Hey pretty girl." She rasped, giving me a small smile.