ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. | ᴛᴀʀᴀꜱɪᴀ

rest in p.

taraji's pov | MOTY.

when i got to fantasia house i ran inside and nobody was there. i drove over to tina crib. i aint see this woman in over 20 years, and she still stay in this same old house.

"hey, how may i help you?"

"im taraji, remember your daughter and i used to be close friends?"

"close frie- wait, my penda?!"

"yeah, that's me."

"what brings you by?"

"beyonce asked me to pick up giselle for her. she is at my house setting up for a sleepover."

"okay, that's fine. come in, and ill get her ready."

my leg was bouncing up and down. 10 minutes went by, and she was finally ready. she sat in the front seat, and i buckled her in.

: 1024 Parkway Drive. kill everybody in that bitch.

🥷🏿🥷🏿🥷🏿🥷🏿🥷🏿: on it

"where's mama? she was supposed to pick me up."

"we playing hide and seek. do you know where mama likes to hide?"

"yay! can i play, too?"

"we have to find your mama first, and then you can play."

"she only hides at grandma's house or mommy's house."

"where mommy live?"

"um wait i have it in my phone."

she found it, but the address she gave me was nia's address.

"call mama and see where she is and then tell her to pick you up. don't mention the game, though, ok?"

"okay."

she called and the phone rung a little before she picked up.

"mama, where are you you said you were coming to get me!"

"don't yell, baby. ill come get you soon, okay?"

"no, i wanna go now, or you'll lose!"

"lose what princess?"

"nothing can you just come, please."

"not right now, giselle, later."

"I HATE YOU!" she said that and hung up. well damn.

"that was cold."

"i have her location, so we can just sneak and find her like that."

"oh yeah, that's gon be fun."

she was almost 2 hours away. i typed the address in and followed the directions. i had all my boys behind me, but far away at the same time.

we made it to the destination. the house i pulled up to was the same house we used to say was our dream one, and we was kids. ion even understand why she was even here to begin with.

we parked a few houses down and went our separate ways. i left giselle in the suv. we took down all the men she had on the outside.

"fuck fuck fuck!" quez got hit in his shoulder.

"aye, jamal take quez back to the suv."

"nah, im good. let's do this."

"you sure, man?"

"im positive. this ain't the first time i been shot, t i got this."

"aight then come on, big dawg." i playfully pushed his shoulder. i forgot he was hurt that fast.