My name is Brook. I live with my mami and down the hall from my abuela. I'm 12 years old and don't know my father that was until my mom got sick again. Now it seems like I have to know him.
Brooklyn P.O.V. I just woke up and was looking around taking in my surroundings. When I heard a knock on the door.
"Brooklyn are you awake?" I heard Ms. Beyonce ask.
"Um yes" I say as she comes in. She sits on the end of my bed.
"How are you doing?" She asks.
"I'm fine I guess." I tell her shrugging. Bringing my legs up and laying my head on my knees.
"So we have some family downstairs - -" she started to say.
"Okay. I will stay out of the way and in the room till they leave." I tell her. I'm still not so sure if they want me to interact with them too much.
"I was thinking more along the lines of you coming downstairs and meeting them" she says.
"Oh well it's okay. I really don't have to." I tell her.
"Please. It would mean so much to your father and I." She says.
"Could I use the bathroom first?" I ask.
"Of course. It's right through this door." She gets up and opens the bathroom door. "I will wait for you out here." She says.
"No it's okay. You don't have to." I tell her.
"Nonsense I will just go check on my daughter and be back by the time you come out the bathroom." She tells me.
I grab my phone and take it to the bathroom. Looking through the messages. I see a message from my abuela telling me she love me very much and will see me soon when I come to visit her. Fat chance that's going to happen. I don't know these people schedule. Then I see a message from my best friend.
Kia- hope your okay and they not treating you too bad. Call me tonight or text me when you can. Brooklyn- I'm okay for now
I use the bathroom and wash my hands then come back out. I leave my room and go exploring through the hallways. Wow they have a lot of pictures of their kid. Nice ones too.
"If he already has a daughter why am I even here." I whisper and say out loud.
"Because your his daughter too." I hear someone say and that makes me jump. I turn around and see Beyonce again."I didn't mean to scare you. I just didn't want you thinking that of him. He loves you you know." She tells me coming closer. I don't say anything I just continue to look at the photos.
"You ready to go downstairs?" She ask. I shrug. She then starts to walk and looking back at me as I follow. The hallway was look but so were the stairs. As we come to the bottom I hear voices. Till we come to what looks like an open patio outside where I can see their backyard. It's really beautiful. Shawn stands up and so do two other people.
"Mom, Richard this is Brooklyn. Brooklyn this is my momma Tina and her husband, my step-father Richard." She says.
"Hi sweetie you can call me mama Tina or grandma and Richard." She tells me.
"You can call me papa." The Richard guy says. I give them a small wave and go back to looking at the backyard.
"Would you like to go take a look?" Shawn asks me. I shrug again.
"I will take that as a yes. Follow me." He says. He walks outside with everyone else following us except Beyonce. This goes about the tour.
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He showed me the pool and then the pool and even more pools. But then he pointed to a basketball court that really caught my eye.
"You can go down there and play whenever you'd like." He said. As we were heading back up we saw Beyonce walking with their daughter.
"And here is Blue." He said. She ran into his arms and it was actually bittersweet. Not something I would do that's for sure.
"Are you my new sister?" Blue asked. I shrugged and shook my head no before walking off. I'm sure I shocked them all but it's just too much right now. I just wish I could go down to the basketball court behind my apartment back home and play like I used to.
Jay Z P.O.V. "Does she not like me?" Blue asked. I hugged her a little tighter.
"Of course not Blue. I think she was afraid to answer you question because she just got here. How about you go inside and get a snack and watch tv." I told her. We all waited until Blue walked away a before saying anything.
"That didn't go well you guys." Mama Tina says. "Has she said anything out of her mouth since she been here?" She asked. Beyonce was the first to speak.
"She spoke in the room when I talked about coming down and in the hallway she spoke to herself regarding the pictures." She said.
"Okay what pictures?" I asked.
"The pictures of Blue in the hallway. She just said why was she here if you already had a daughter." Beyonce said. I just sat down in the closet seat and put my head in my hands.
"Jay you had to know this would be a process. I think it's valid she acting this way. You said she did just learn about you and her mother died in the span of less than a month. Give it time. And also maybe see a therapist." Richard said. And I couldn't agree with him more. I know this is a lot for someone her age but I'm trying. I just wish she would let me in.
