Bey's POV
"Beyoncé I-
She started to say something but I cut her off
"NO! Shut up! You disregarded me and handed me off to anybody that would take me. If Vanessa wasn't there I don't know where I would've been! Probably somewhere getting raped every night by the same man who stole my innocence." I said in disbelief. I was beyond hurt.
"I need a fucking break." I said as I walked away. "And nobody follow me."
I went into the kitchen and put my hands on the counter and looked down. I saw my reflection on the marble surface then saw a tear land on it. After one fell the rest just started coming. I was so heartbroken that my mother didn't take me into consideration at all when she faked her death. And how she really just gave me to the first person who would take me. I don't know if we could rekindle our relationship after this.
I wiped my tears and took a deep breath and shook my head. I heard footsteps coming from behind me and wiped my nose and rolled my eyes.
"I said don't follow me." I said to who ever was behind me
"Come here Beyoncé." I heard and I turned around. It was my dad He has open arms and I couldn't help but to run into them and burry my face in his chest.
"Daddy I don't know what to do. I'm sorry." I managed to say through my cried while he rubbed my back and kissed my head.
"It's okay baby, I got you now. Your gonna be okay." He said which made me cry harder. He didn't say anything but he hugged me tighter. I was probably squeezing him to death but he didn't care. He knew I needed him. I inhaled his scent and it was a familiar cologne. The one he used to wear all the time when I was younger.
I looked up and him and sighed while still in his embrace. I felt protected. I felt the protection I needed when I was 15. I felt like nothing could hurt me while I was in his arms.
"Your not mad at me? You served 10 years in prison because of me. Because I couldn't tell the difference between you and Michael." I said still crying
"No babygirl, I should've been there to protect you and your mother. I did nothing In jail but hope and pray that you were safe. Tina did write me and explain the whole situation to me. I tried reaching out to you but I couldn't find you. And when I finally did, there was word that your uncle passed and they dropped the charges on me because he confessed before he died and I came to find you. I never stopped praying and searching. I was at a food place when I saw your son and I heard him say your name and all these great things about you so I approached him. And now we're here. And I'm so happy we're here so we can move past all of this and I can get my bumblebee back." He said in the most loving and reassuring tone and I believed ever word. "I'm sorry for not being there and protecting you and your mother like I should have. I'm sorry for not noticing the signs. I'm sorry for every hurt I caused you for not being there. And for everything you had to go through because of my absence. I love you so much and I've missed too many years of your life not being the best dad I could. But I'm here now. I'm going to make up for it, I promise." He said and I just hugged him so tight.
"I love you daddy, and I'm sorry for not believing you and not running to you sooner about the problems. I missed you so much and deep down in my heart I knew it wasn't you, I just couldn't prove it so I went with my gut, and I was wrong." I said
"It's okay Bey, come on, let's go put the rest of the pieces together so you can have your clarity. And we can get over with this." I nodded and followed him back into the living room and sat down where I was before I left. Jay put his arm around me and I leaned a little closer to him.
