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Taraji's POV:

Ugh, I don't feel like repacking my bags.

I called J and gave him instructions on what to pack, and told him bring it when he comes.

I wanna see what's going on at the house.

After I slipped on some shorts, and a take top
I got in my car, and headed down there.

When I pulled up I saw Ms. Jackson screaming in some dudes face.

She wasn't even this mad with me and Juluis today.

His lawyer kept saying "YOU OWE IT TO HIM, NONE OF IT'S YOURS!"

And Ms. Jackson yelled "GET OFF MY PROPERTY BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE."

I got out my car, and casually walked on up to the house.

"I see you got another tramp. The man said."

I turned around real fast.

First off I'm nobody's tramp, and never will be.

And if you wanted some of this you could've just said that.

But unfortunately you'll never get this close to somebody this fine.

I don't even know what she saw in you, I said pointing to Ms. Jackson.

"Enough to let me-"

"I will have your ass in court so fast, please get the fuck out my face." Ms. Jackson said.

"And you in the house." She said to me.

Why do I have to get in the house? We're all grown.

She shot me a look and continued on trying to get them off her property.

After about 15 more minutes of fussing and policeman's they finally left.

Latoya went in the house after the first 5 minutes.

Well I'm glad that's ov-

"Shut up Taraji."

What?

"I said shut up. What part of go in the house did you not understand?"

"The go in or house part? You don't listen to shit. Never do."

Well I'm sorry masa I didn't know. I said rolling my eyes.

"Taraji I'm serious as hell right now, and you think I'm playing."

Well why did I have to go in the house?

"Because I wanted you to..?"

Well I didn't want to nor had to.

"Well that doesn't matter."

eh.

"Just...just go to my room I'll be there in a minute."

Why do I have t-

"TARAJI. GO TO THE ROOM. I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE."

Fine.

I made my way down the hall, and sat patiently on her bed waiting for her.

After about 10 minutes she came back.

Took you long en-

"Take off your clothes."

Excuse me?

"Take off your clothes, and lay down."

I'm daydreaming.

"Taraji?" She said snapping her hands In front of my face.

Huh?

"I'm back."

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