taraji h.
"i saw you on that camera, raj."
"so the fuck what? delete the shit."
"you will watch your tone. im still your father."
"the same slimy ass father that fucked my wife with my kids in the same house? nigga fuck you."
"that bitch came on to me!"
"YOU SHOULDVE STOPPED HER THEN!"
"hey, what's all the profanity and yelling about?" my momma walked in closing the door behind her.
"yo husband a bitch. keep yo stupid ass away from me."
"whats going on?"
"nothing, babe. did you need something?"
"momma, why you still got him working here? you the owner of this shit- fire his hoe ass."
"i need him here. i can't do this on my own"
"you don't need him for shit. ill help you"
"lord, what's even going on between you two? it's been this way for years now."
"ask his trifling ass"
"nothings going on. she's a little upset because she gave a patient the wrong medicine, and he died now she wants me to delete the footage of her being the last person coming out minutes before his death."
it was fentanyl, but what the fuck ever.
"taraji..."
"what? this nigga lying i ain't give him shit except the iburprofen. that was it."
"so it was most likely from natural causes. has a parent or someone come in?"
the room went silent. i aint know what to say and his bitch ass didnt either.
"neither of you called?"
"nah"
"not yet." he added.
"how long has my patient been dead?"
"ask raji"
she looked over at me.
"i don't know mama he was straight before i left out the room."
"wait, why would he be deleting footage if you did nothing?"
"me coming out last gon make me look suspicious."
"did you know him?"
"nah. can we just delete the shit and move on?"
"not until you two tell me what's going on. it's always something."
"let him tell you. i gotta go pick up my kids."
"wait, you have to talk to the patients parents."
"why? ion even know what happened to him."
"fine ill do it. im not gonna continue to cover for your ass taraji."
"yes you will, mama. ill see you later. love you."
"alright, i love you too. kiss my babies for me."
"got you"
winter was calling me back to back like as if i forgot about them or something. i wasn't gonna answer for her bad ass. by the time i get there, she gon be crying and acting like the brat she is.
mel then called me minutes later– winter must've done something crazy.
"wass–" i paused, hearing winter yelling in the back. i laughed silently.
