fantasia b.
"how is stalking me gonna help you move on, taraji?"
"i already said i dont wanna see you with her again, and you insist on trying me. why?"
"shes my girlfriend."
"i will kill her and put the body next to you. stop playing with me, fantasia."
"have you taken your medicine?"
"dont ask me anything stupid."
"please get away from my door, taraji."
"nah, move." she forced my door open, not once caring that my head hit the wall behind me.
she does this every time im home alone. she would only come over to either have rough sex with me or make sure no one else is in my house even though she's in a whole relationship with someone else.
ive only known her for a few months, and she's very possessive over me like we've been together for years. she can be sweet or extremely mean. sadly, for me, i get both.
she stalks me, at home, school, the store.. everywhere, and if im not answering my phone, she'll somehow find me and embarrass me.
"i already told you no one was here when you called." i spoke, holding the part of my head that was pounding.
"i had to come and see for myself."
"okay, no one's here. you can go now."
"im not going nowhere. i missed you yesterday."
"you were with another girl yesterday.."
"i was around them not with them. i don't went them bitches. i love you, fantasia."
"yeah, whatever. go tell that to the next bitch."
before i knew it she had her hand around my throat, holding me against the wall. scratching at her hand, gasping for air all while she stood there, giving me a blank stare.
"I CANT BREATHE TARA-" i pushed her back enough to get out of her grip. i fell to the floor, trying to catch my breath.
"get up and let's go."
"im not going an-" she was about to charge at me, but i held my hands up in defense, "ok fine ill go!" i wiped the tears that managed to escape my eyes before i stood to my feet.
she followed behind me as we went into my room. i immediately went to take a shower. once i got out, i scanned over my body, looking at the bruises she had left on me. my throat was left with red marks around it. i just put makeup over it.
i wrapped a towel around my body and head before stepping into my bedroom. there she was lying on my bed on her phone, probably on the phone with some other random. i scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"alright ill call you back later."
"who was that?"
"my momma."
"i bet."
"tasia, you know my password. just look and see for yo self. why you always sweating me?"
"because you will go as far as facetiming one of your hoes while you're in my bed. i dont trust you."
"i wouldn't disrespect you like that. ill go in the bathroom." she laughed, but i didnt quite get the joke..
"just stay away from me if im not the only girl you wanna be with."
"i just told you i loved you."
"you say that, but turn around and do things like putting your hands on me and embarrassing me in front of my friends. that's not love, taraji."
"im going to therapy. ill do better, okay? im sorry."
i felt her standing behind me while i looked in my closet for something to wear.
"okay, taraji." i turned around facing her. one hand holding my towel up while the other one stayed by my side.
"you dont believe me now?"
"no, i don't believe you. now or ever."
"what you want me to do?"
"set me free from you. move on with your life."
"that ain't happening, and don't ever think about trying to get away from me because no matter where you go, i will find you."
im starting to think she put a tracker on my car.
"can you leave so i can get dressed."
"yeah, i gotta go get dressed, too. ill see you tonight."
let me just say.... this is gonna be one crazy, beautiful, insane story. do not be surprised... enjoy😭🤭
