fantasia b.
"nyla, dont put the bear in your mouth, baby. jen come get your baby."
"you asked to be the godmomma, do your job. act like im not even here."
"mmm, okay. i–"
"you ok?"
"yep, fine as ill ever be. im probably just tired."
"your ass is always tired when my baby is here."
"what? i promise it's not her nor you. i actually want you guys to move in."
"move in? you always said you was happy to be in yo own apartment. what's different now?"
"well...im just scared to be... here all by my...self."
"you is pushing forty fantasia. quit it."
"jen, im serious."
"is it taraji again?"
"yeah..."
"what did she do now?"
"same as last time."
"i been telling you to leave her alone, tasia. she's only doing what you allow her to."
"ive tried! she'll just find me. the woman literally tried to kill me just last week because i was talking to my patients mom. there's no escaping her or her crazy tactics."
"what happened to her? she was the sweetest nurse in the hospital when we all first met."
"she turned into some stalking, crazy, evil psychopath after we had sex that night in the hospital closet. she told me there would be no strings attached, and i agreed. i kind of fell in love with her afterward."
"so, in other words, you broke the no strings attached contract?"
"yes, it was just too good, jen. i dont know..."
"you can find good sex anywhere. your worth and respect come first. she doesn't deserve you."
"i know." deep down inside, i still love her. it may seem crazy to everyone else, but when its good, its really good.
"you saying that, but the next time i see yall yo ass gon be face up ass down. ill never unsee that image. im traumatized bestie."
she just so happened to walk in at the wrong time. that is not my fault.
"i– jen, there's no way you didn't hear me moa–"
"aht, i don't wanna hear that. on a serious note, tasia, you have to set some boundaries with her because it seems like she aint going anywhere, no time soon. tell her what it is and what it aint."
"she's not gonna respect my boundaries. i'd just be wasting my breath."
"i honestly can't tell you what to do in your relationship, but at some point, you'll get tired of the narcissistic and obsessive behavior and eventually move on. ill be here with you until that time comes."
"thank you, i love you."
"i love you even more."
"i need a few drinks and some club hot wings."
"night out?"
"yep, let's do it."
"you ain't said nothing, but a word. nyla to grandma you go baby. ima go drop her off, shower, get dressed, and come back here."
"or just meet me at the club. i wouldn't want you driving all the way back when you're already out."
"alright well by the time i get there, yo ass should be on the road!"
