When I See You

Chapter 23.

Taraji's POV

"She needs me Tamar I have to go," I sat at the dining room table across from my sister and her husband Vincent.

"Did you hear her on that call last night? My baby," tears threatened to fall.

"Taraji look," she pointed at the tv in her kitchen. Daytime television. Fantasia sat next to Danielle , Oprah and Whoopi talking about the color purple.

"Turn it up," I insisted. I could listen to Tasia speak for days. She looked so good but I could tell that her energy was off a bit.

I hope she got the flowers I sent to her. I sent one letter to my house for her. But she didn't say anything about that on the phone last night.

Terrence better not be at my house thinking he's 'Mister'. The thought of it began to piss me off. I don't even know if I can trust him and I allowed him to stay in my house.

I looked through the catalog of dates that Oprah sent me. Of different interviews and states they'd be at.

"Listen you'll take me to this one," an interview coming up in just a few days. I'm not sure if it's the smartest idea but I haven't heard anything about the man following us.

Maybe Terrence did have something to do with it but I can't understand why. It's about time I come home and figure everything out for myself.

"Raj are you sure?" Vince chimed in. I didn't mind because Tamar's been with him since we were kids. He's a good man, like a brother to me.

"Yes, and my wounds have healed a few scars ain't nothing," I brushed that off.

Tamar nodded, "alright then, but don't be a stranger now." Over these weeks Tamar and I truly have rekindled our relationship. We've had so much time to talk to one another. I wish we would've done this sooner.

"Never again, now help me plan what I'm gonna do,"
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Fantasia's POV
(a few days later)

After we got off of yet another interview Oprah did some chatting about our whereabouts later on. The press tour so far was going very well. Today we have two.

I called my kids once again asking them if they've heard from their dad. I was beginning to be worried. In the crowd Terrence found me.

"Oh , hey," he startled me.

"Hi," I continued to walk. I was leaving the live show and probably grabbing something to eat.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good yeah," I looked up from my phone and found him in front of me. "Do you need me for anything?"

"Kendall isn't coming back home,"

I turned my head to the side. "Terrence what are you talking about?"

"I took care of him for you,"

"I never asked you to do that for me," I squinted my eyes. "Terrence what do you want from me?"

"I want you to see that I care about you,"

"Care? Terrence you don't know me. You don't know the first think about me I don't know you. We don't know each other , I don't know where this is coming from. Please just tell Kendall that his kids needs to see him and I still have to meet with him," I brushed passed Terrence, attempting to walk to the parking lot.