Adopted by beyonce

Chapter 1 The Last Ride (updated)

Heyyy everyone, and to new readers, welcome!!! I've gone back and edited this story. I wrote it years ago when I was in 8th grade, and now I'm a senior in college, so it was only right to do some revising. Enjoy and happy reading! 🩷

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"I think we should play 'Jingle Bells.' It only makes sense since it's close to Christmas," my sister Jasmine says as we drive down the freeway.

We were on our way to see my grandparents for the holidays. Christmas was only a few days away, and my family always had super holiday spirit.

My mom sat in the front, trying to hide her smiles and screaming, and side glances to my dad, as my sister and I went at it over the Bluetooth. My dad just playfully shook his head, knowing the car Bluetooth routine between us.

"That's just not fair, Jas! You always get first song pick!" I whine, tugging on the phone.

"Not true! All you listen to is Beyoncé and Lil' Kim," she says, snagging the phone tighter.

"Mom!" We both whine at the same time.

"Okay, how about this: You give me your song pick, Jassy, and Neveah, you give me yours, and I'll be in charge of switching so you guys don't get one over on each other."

Mom was always the problem solver. She made peace in every difficult situation. I see why Dad married her.

"But Mom—" Jasmine says, trying to rebuttal.

"Aht aht," Mom says, putting her finger up.

"Dad!" she whines.

"You heard the boss woman, Jasmine. Keep me out of it," he says with a chuckle.

"'Love on Top' it is!" Mom says before clicking the song.

And this is the last time we were all ever together. The last time my sister and I argued about the song choice for our yearly holiday road trip down north to see my grandparents, and the last time my mom ever got to use her problem-solving skills to bring peace between my sister and me.

The last time I was normal and felt normal. The last time I believed in anything, including myself.

My name is Neveah Stones, and when I was 11 years old, my whole family died in a car crash. That night, I lost half of me. My whole life took a complete 360, and I had no control over the outcome.

This is my story.