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FANTASIA
The temptation to listen in on Sarai and Taraji's conversation was almost paralyzing, but after longing for each other for 15 years, their time to connect with each other one-on-one is long overdue and I can't allow my trust issues to ruin it for them. This is the craziest situation I've ever been in and I honestly wish that I could just keep Sarai out of it, but her birth mother is involved and now that they have finally found each other, I know that there's no way in hell Sarai is going to distance herself from all this craziness and drama. The only good thing that has come out of Taraji invading our lives is Sarai's happiness. I don't know what's going to happen with Kennedy or Taraji moving forward, but I am going to do everything I can to shield Sarai from this toxicity as much as possible. I meant it when I told Kennedy I don't want her to come home, but she needs to be here to help me explain to Sarai how and why Taraji came into the picture. We created this mess together and I'm not going to clean it up alone. Even though talking to her and hearing her voice was the last thing I wanted to do, I had to hit her up and get her to come to the house. She started all of this mess in the first place and I'll be damned if she doesn't finish it. I was shocked when she answered on the first ring, and she was quick to question me as if she had been waiting for me to contact her.
Kennedy: Why the hell did Taraji leave with you?
Fantasia: Is that really what you have to say? What are you doing?
Kennedy: Trying to salvage my dark room that you fucking destroyed like a little fucking brat. I should beat your ass.
Fantasia: You need to come to the house and explain to our daughter how you found her birth mother.
Kennedy: You brought that hoe around our daughter?! Why the fuck would you do that without consulting me first?! Are you fucking dumb?!
Fantasia: First of all, watch how the fuck you talk to me. Second of all, Taraji is Sarai's mother. She's in our lives because of you, so if you want to blame anybody, blame yourself. Sarai was determined to find her on her own anyway. This was bound to happen. We both need to put the cheating and everything aside right now, and just focus on making this as easy for our daughter as possible.
Kennedy: Did you fuck her? Did she cum for you as many times as she came for me?
Fantasia:*rolls eyes* Goodbye, Kennedy. I'll see you later.
I hung up on her and walked out of my bedroom. Taraji and Sarai were downstairs again by this time, talking in the kitchen. They seemed so comfortable with each other that I felt like I was intruding just by being in the room with them. I moved as quietly as possible, trying to make myself invisible as I casually retrieved a bottle of water from the fridge. They didn't stop talking when I walked in, so I assumed that they had no problem with me hearing their conversation. As I listened to Sarai talk so openly and fearlessly with Taraji, I realized that there were some things about her that I didn't know, and it honestly hurt my feelings that she never told me but she had no problem telling Taraji. She's probably just really excited to have her around, but I feel that my jealousy is somewhat valid considering the fact that I raised her and I know her better.
Sarai: I'm thinking about inviting him to my birthday party, but then again I'm not sure. He has this on and off thing going on with this girl who already doesn't like me.
Taraji: So? Fuck that bitch. I say go for it. Life is too short to live in fear. Besides, you're too much of a go-getter to let the things you want pass you by. I'm not encouraging you to steal the girl's man, but if he likes you and you like him, and he's not with her, then it's fair game. The minute you sense drama coming, just bow out gracefully.
Sarai: I do think he really likes me. He's always leaving the sweetest notes in my locker and sometimes he buys me lunch. I also like that he's athletic like me. He's a beast in track and field.
Taraji: So then it's decided, you're inviting him.
Fantasia: I didn't know you had a crush. I would've thought that I would be the first person you told. You tell me everything.
Sarai: Oh, momma, I was gonna tell you. It's just been so much going on that the time never felt right, but I promise I was gonna tell you.
Fantasia: From what I'm hearing, it sounds like you need to leave this boy alone until he figures out what he really wants. If he's in an on-again-off-again-situation, then him and the girl are bound to be on again. You deserve more.
Taraji: It's not like she wants to marry the boy. Let her have a little fun.
Fantasia: I let her have plenty of fun. Sarai knows how trusting I am of her, but she also knows that I won't support her involving herself in anything that could compromise her character.
Taraji: She's about to be 16. She can decide on her own what she does and doesn't want to get herself involved in. A little independence never hurt anybody. She has a good enough head on her shoulders to choose between right and wrong. She's going to make mistakes that she has to learn from on her own.
Fantasia: You don't think I know that? I don't expect her to be perfect, and I've never pressured her to make her feel like she has to be perfect.
Sarai: Ok, you guys are getting a little heated. I'm listening to and taking in the advice that both of you are giving me. It doesn't have to be a competition.
I stared Taraji down and she did the same, refusing to be the first one to look away. I can't explain this tension between us. It's not like she's necessarily saying anything wrong. Honestly, neither one of us should be trying to give Sarai relationship advice considering our circumstances. I guess I'm just bothered by the fact that Sarai seems to be more relaxed with Taraji, like she feels safer to completely be herself with Taraji instead of me. Does that say something about my parenting? Are me and Sarai not as close as I thought we were? The reasonable part of myself knows that Sarai is less buttoned up with Taraji because they just met and Taraji's background is less than savory, but after everything that has happened today with Taraji and Kennedy, I'm finding it difficult to separate my insecurities from rationality.
Sarai: Where is mom? She should be here for this.
Fantasia: She should be here soon, baby. Look, before she gets gere, there's something I need to tell you. I don't want you to feel completely blindsided. I'm trying to wait on your mom to get here so we can talk about it with you together, but-
Before I could say anything else, Kennedy walked into the house. She looked at Taraji and then at me. Sarai was looking between all three of us, trying to read the room, but I could tell by the look on her face that her only result was confusion. Shit is about to hit the fan, and my only objective is shielding Sarai from the shitstorm. This could end with her hating each and every one of us, and I feel like it's inevitable that she's going to get hurt by all of this, but all I can do is make sure that she experiences the least amount of trauma as possible. There is no saving my marriage with Kennedy, so where does that leave Taraji? With the way Sarai is already attaching herself to her, she's not going anywhere.
Why do you guys think Sarai talks more freely with Taraji than her moms?
