Cost Of Fame (Bey & Jay)

Chapter 12

"Nina Medinaaa! Its been almost an hour already, and the guard say you left the backstage area a while back. Were you lost? " I heard Maya say.

I hadn't realized I had spent that long wandering the stadium to a point where I hadn't even noticed that over 90% of the concert goers had already left.

My thoughts were far too confusing to even grasp what part of the stadium I was at.

"Lets Gooo.. I met a security guard that wants me to take him to the club when he gets off. He's even gonna take us in the same car Beyonce came in. Yass!"

"No Maya, Did you forget we're getting chauffeured home. I think I'm gonna go straight there, and you should too. I have a lot to think about and a lot to tell you, but later okay. Please, stay away from those securities. They creep me out." I said, exiting the stadium before she got a chance to probe any further.

I found the car that was taking me home, (separate cars for each girl) and luckily the driver was already waiting.

Many girls would give an arm and a leg (in some cases both legs) to get a chance to meet Beyonce and here she was offering to adopt me. I knew it was an offer that was too good to be true, and I should probably accept knowing one like it would never come again, but I was stuck on thinking about my mother. Although different, it would still seem like she was losing another member of our family all over again and I couldn't possibly bare the thought of putting her through that again.

But I knew once I told her about it she would already make the decision for me. The adoption alone meant a better life for me, but the record deal meant a better life for her and my brother as well.

As much as I didn't want to leave my family. I knew the decision was already made for me.
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The next morning

"Nina. I'm in no mood for any silly jokes this morning." My mother said as she was busy getting ready for her Sunday shift.

''Ma, its no joke I thought she was kidding too but she was serious. She even gave me her number to call and everything."

"Well since you have her number call her then, prove it to me! You know what Nina? Forget it. I am way too tired and way too late for this shit." She responded.

I stared at her in disbelief at how quick she was to dismiss my claims. I had told Maya via Whatsapp last night and she had called me immediately freaking out, not once did she think I was joking.

Her message of encouragement reminded me of why I loved this girl immensely. After calming down, she'd written:

"As much as it would pain me to lose my best friend, this is one opportunity you cannot pass up. You have an amazing voice Nina, and I would hate for it to go to waste. Know that whatever you decide, you have my support"

I felt like crying after reading that message. After my family, Maya would be the biggest lost I would have to face. But then again, Maya was actually family.

My mother's reluctance to believe also posed a risk, as her permission was needed in the first place.

The only solution I saw was to Dm Beyonce and let her know the problem. Maybe she could find a solution.

Not two seconds later did her reply come that she would 'handle it' . It was almost as if she had her phone in her hand, open to my Dm thread, waiting, knowing I would message her any minute.

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