Our Love | A Tarasia Love Story

'Til Death Do Us Part

This finna be a long chapter so buckle up

Fantasia's Pov

I woke up to an empty bed and 26 missed calls from Kendall.

"Your phone keeps ringing you might wanna get the fuck up and answer it."

Taraji was in the bathroom bent over the sink with a towel wrapped around her waist. I completely forgot about my phone because there was only one thing I wanted at this moment  and I was looking right at it. I walked over to Taraji and wrapped my arms around her waist while pressing my lips against her neck. She let out a soft moan and then pushed me away. 

"Taraji... really?"

"What?"

"I was tryna make love to you and you pushed me away."

That shit lowkey hurt my feelings but I didn't wanna make a big deal about it.

"Awww you such a big baby."

She pressed my head into her chest and rubbed my back.

"I did that because you need to brush them teeth and answer that damn phone."

"Mmm ok, well can you answer my phone for me?"

I trusted Taraji with my phone because I knew I didn't have anything to hide.

"You sure? It's Kendall."

"Yeah, go ahead. Whatever he has to say to me he can say to you."

She smiled and put the phone on speaker. I was brushing my teeth and listening to the phone call at the same time 

Taraji: "Hello?"

Kendall: "Hey bab- wait a damn minute who is this?"

Taraji paused. I think she was considering if she should answer his question or not.

Taraji: "Don't worry about it. What do you need?"

Kendall: "I need to talk to my wife. Where is she?"

Taraji: "Last time that I checked y'all got a divorce 5 months ago and she left yo dirty broke ass on the side of the street." 

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Ooppp she clocked his tea... ok back to the story

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Kendall: "Stupid bitch don't ever play on my top like that. I'll beat your ass worse than I used to do Fantasia." 

Taraji remained silent as I walked over to her and grabbed the phone.

Kendall: "Yeahhh, ion hear you talking now slut."

Taraji walked out of the room with her head down.

Fantasia: "What the fuck you want nigga?"

Kendall: "Is that any way to talk to your husband?"

Fantasia: "That is the only possible way to talk to my abusive, narcissist, controlling EX husband."

I made sure I put an emphasis on "ex" because he can't seem to get it through his head.

Kendall: "I could care less. I need to see you."

I heard the front door close which meant I needed to cut this conversation short because Taraji is probably pissed.

Fantasia: "Why?"