The Tale Of The Taylor's

Chapter 9

Fatima : Zac, is that you? - she calls out from the bathroom just as she was stepping out of the shower-

Zac : - walking into the bathroom - Yeah. Is there something that you need?

Fatima : - wrapping her bath towel around herself- No, nothing in particular. I just didn't know you were back yet. Until I heard movement from the bedroom.

Zac : - walking past her to get to his side of the double sink - vanity - I've been back for a good hour now. You were showering. I bathed Tinky and Xi, so she's in her walker and he's watching a movie. I'm about to give Jr. a haircut. Cause it's about time for him to get a line - up again. (he says as he grabs his clippers from underneath his side of the vanity)

Fatima : Okay, I'll be out as soon as I style my hair. I also need to put on some clothes. Did you bring me back some food?

Zac : Yes Fatima, I brought you back some food. Your food is in the kitchen on the counter. Are you done talking now?

Fatima : Am I annoying you or something Zac?

Zac : Quite frankly you are. I'm also pissed but I'm keeping my cool.

Fatima : What the fuck did I do to you Zac? Just because your fucking pissed don't mean it has shit to do with me.

Zac : Fatima, it actually has everything to do with you. So, just do what you were doing and I'm going to continue on with what I was doing.

Fatima : -drying off her body- You were just perfectly fucking fine last night. So, what the fuck changed? Like how the fuck did you wake you up pissed off at me? What the fuck changed in your sleep Zachary? - applying deodorant and slipping on her black lace robe- I'm so not about to put up with your bullshit, like honestly fuck out my face. Your ass seem like you been around Karen too long. Are you experiencing the same symptoms as she was experiencing?

Zac : (mad) Why the fuck would you just say that? She had nothing to do with this shit and you know it. I'm going to walk away. Cause I'm like two seconds away from putting your head through that mother fucking door.

Fatima : - walking up to him, getting in his face - Put my head through the door Zac. I want to see you try and do it. Cause when you touch me like that nigga, I promise that will be your last time breathing or blinking.

Zac : Get the fuck out my face Fatima. Like you  honestly don't think that the shit you did was wrong, now or then.

Fatima : Nigga what the fuck are you talking about? Can you talk? Like spit that shit out your mouth, like you spitting everything else out your fucking mouth.  Be a grown ass man Zachary and say what the fuck is on your mind. Cause all of this extra bullshit is not necessary. And you know it.

Zac : So, your going to sit up here and act like that you don't know that your nigga called my house last night?

Fatima : -laughs - What nigga Zac? Whose my nigga? Like at this point I'm not even about to take you seriously right now. What nigga called here last night Zac? We fucked last night. So, where in between there did somebody call my phone ?

Zac : Don't fucking piss me off Fatima, like I talked to that nigga. You told me to pick up your phone when I came and woke you up. I picked up the phone and it was your nigga on the line. That shit was foul as fuck. Calling from unknown numbers and shit. So, who else are you out here fucking, besides me Fatima?

Fatima : - walks to the sink opening up her styling gel - Zac, I'm not about to keep going back and forth with you. You need to act like a fucking twenty four year old ass man, and communicate. When you learn how to communicate without all of the extra shit you that you're doing, then come and talk to me. Lastly, for you to imply that I'm some sort of hoe is what's foul as fuck. But I will tell you one thing, disrespect me again like that, and I'm going to hurt your little feelings.