love and sadness.

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11:54 P.M.

"i- im sorry."

"you assaulted my nine year old gra-" she shot him right between the eyes.

turns out, karen never killed theodore. she figured killing him would be too easy. she wanted him to suffer.

"gran, what we waiting on? kill this bill cosby looking ass nigga."

"no"

"no?" taraji questioned scrunching up her face "what you mean no?" taraji added.

"because that'll be too easy. he doesn't deserve a peaceful death."

"baby please" theodore begged.

"aye, shut up forehead." taraji said.

"you know what im thinking, taraji?"

"strip him and sell him to the old heads"

"are you insane?" theodore questioned as he furrowed his brows.

"dont speak to my grandchild. dont you ever speak to them, you pathetic pedophile."

karen warned, drawing the gun closer to his temple. she stepped back, smiling deviously.

"hm, so i hear you have a huge board meeting tomorrow, isn't that correct, dear?"

"gran, he taking too long to answer."

"theodore?"

"yes, so?"

"so, taraji baby, do me the honors of copying that video onto his computer, will you?"

"karen, dont.."

"gladly. where his laptop?"

"upstairs, last bedroom upstairs to your right, bottom drawer, black case."

taraji nodded and ran out to get the laptop.

"karen, you don't wanna do this."

"what'd you do to my granddaughter before you decided to send her off?" she asked, completely disregarding what he said.

"i didn't do anything, baby, you have to believe me."

"believe you? i just heard the video, but you want me to believe you?" she inhaled deeply before continuing "theodore i hate repeating myself. my patience is growing thin."

"our vows, remember? i thought we loved each other and accepted everything that came with one another."

she chuckled.

"those vows, you, and this ring means nothing to me. you laid a hand on my grandbaby and let other people have their way with her. she's a fucking KID for God sakes!"

she began pacing back and forth.

"why not just kill me? get it over with, karen."

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