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ᴛᴀʀᴀᴊɪ ʜᴇɴꜱᴏɴ
ᴊᴜʟʏ 4, 2020

i smacked the gun out of her hand. luckily, the bullet didnt touch anybody.

"get the fuck out you good for nothing ass nigga."

"raji.."

"nah, head out. we ain't cool nomore. no more of that friendly shit. it's all dead, go ahead."

"she's just gonna do you how she did me. that bitch is worth nothing, but tears." i punched him in the mouth.

"watch yo mouth nigga fuck wrong with you?"

"what's wrong with me? no, ask her what's wrong with her? you done crying over that wedding you stupid bitch huh? you still wanna look like the woman i cheated on your ugly ass with?"

i chuckled before going off in his shit. i dont know what came over me, but i had no desire to stop beating his ass until i was pulled off.

"get his hoe ass out before that bullet be in his skull."

"like how it was in your kids' neck." last straw.

i broke loose from rico and picked up the gun.

"TARAJI BABE NO!" tasia yelled, "put it down, please. he's only gonna press charges and have you taken away from us. dont fall for it, please." as bad as i wanted to just empty the clip, she was right. i aggressively threw the gun somewhere and stormed outside. i was shaking, badly.

i definitely understand why she was so mad about me opening up about laila. i would lose my shit if i had to be away from laila and tasia for even a second.

"taraji?"

"h-hey, ms.diane."

"you alright?"

"nah, not yet. this is the man i ran to. i feel so .. excuse my language, but i feel so fucking stupid right now. what would possess me to open up to a nigga who did my woman that way?! HOW DID I NOT CATCH ON FROM-"

"hey, sit down. come on."

"i can sit down" i was pacing back and forth.

"please. you have to calm down."

i sat down, "how did i not catch on when he said something about a wedding day? tasia told me about this. how could i not know that he was the same guy that traumatized the woman i have to make sure i reassure everyday because her trust is so fucked up because of stupid ass niggas like that. i told him about my daughters traumatic experience..." i sobbed.

"you trust easily. you have this thing where you see the good in everyone before you actually find out who they are. you made friends with him in less than a month of you knowing him, no?"

"yeah, how did you know?"

"because you hadn't been around long enough to get to know him or even hear tasia say his name because i can for one guarantee you, you wouldn't have given him the time of the day."

"absolutely not. thats another level of betrayal. i would never befriend anyone who treated her that way. im more, so mad at the fact that i missed all of the signs. this man it took her so long to get over is the same man i went and confided in at the end of the day. im sick right now. i wanna just......end him forever."

"ending him will only be taking him away from his son. i don't like his trifling ass either, but i wouldn't wish death on him. God will handle him his own way. you just try not to overthink things. tasia knows just like i do that you meant no harm when you confided in someone you thought were a real friend. you have a good heart, you can't help that."

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