The players club

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Taraji's POV:

I can't believe this shit.

I just got played in my fucking face.

"I'm sorry what were you trying to tell me when I was on the phone?" She yelled out from the kitchen.

Nothing. Just don't even worry about it.

She came around the corner.

"Taraji don't do that. Nothing's changed. You can talk to me."

Nothings changed? NOTHINGS CHANGED!? We fucked each other, and you don't call that change?

"Well.." She said with a shrug.

Forget about it. Go be happy with Ronnie, and I'll find someone for me.

"You're cute." She said with a chuckle.

I'm not cute Fantasia, I'm serious.

"Yeah ok. Go get another bitch if you want to."

If I do?

"You'll see. Please test my patience. I'm waiting."

hm.

"Hm is correct."

"You just pissed me the fuck off I'm not even hungry no more."

You act like we're together. I'm single you're not.

"Stop saying that shit Taraji."

"You're not single and we are together. So therefore no one else can even look at you."

You sound... I don't know DELUSIONAL.

"I can't be delusional over what's already mines."

But I'm not yours.

"Taraji.."

What? It's true.

"I'm done with it. I meant what I said."

I'm sure.

"Ok smart ass."

What's your problem? I wasn't even being smart.

"You're my problem."

okay fantasia.

"Don't okay me."

WELL DAMN CAN I FUCKING BREATHE?

"I DON'T KNOW CAN YOU?"

YOU'RE SO PETTY.

"DEAL WITH IT."

I'M SO SICK OF YOU TRYING TO PLAY VICTIM.

"HOW AM I TRYING TO PLAY VICTIM? PLEASE LET ME KNOW TARAJI."

FORGET ABOUT IT.

"NO I'M NOT GONNA FORGET ABOUT IT."

"YOU AND THIS ATTITUDE REALLY PISSES ME OFF."

COME FUCK IT OUT OF ME THEN.

"What?"

I said if you're so sick of my attitude come fuck it out of me then.

"You're a horn ball."

And you're scared.

"Scared of what? baby this ain't what you want!"

I've had it before.

"Had it and turned into a little slut immediately."

"Ugh Please daddy!" She said mocking me.

I rolled my eyes and walked off.

She walked behind me.

"Aw did I make you mad?"