taraji h.
we had 1 week left of community service. i had $10 left from that $100. that's good for it to almost have been a month. i spent most of it on beyoncé and she spent most of hers on me– she and i have been hanging out ever since she gave me that tour. nothing but vibes with her. i felt things i probably shouldn't be feeling. she gets shy around me so i guess that means she's doing the same.
we may have kissed. it was quick though. since we had finished cleaning the streets i went to take a shower and then we went back to her hotel. we took turns going to each others rooms. one week we'd go to mine and then the next we'd go to hers. we just sat and watched tv– she cuddled into my chest.
"what will this mean for us once you go back home?"
"i'm not sure." i wasn't. it's not like i could just pick her house up and move it to atlanta. this was her hometown.
"maybe we could talk over the phone and if it's okay i could visit you." she still wasn't out of this shy phase. we were gonna have to change that before i left, "also, we don't have to rush to do anything. if you need time ill give you that, but i'm always here if you need me."
"i know." i kissed her forehead and then her lips, "thank you."
"you're welcome." she hugged my waist tighter and then relaxed into me. i didn't wanna fall asleep and miss my kids call. beyoncé spoke to them over the phone. winter was being nice in her face, but the minute i was by myself she called bey a nerd because she had on her reading glasses and she asked me where tasia was loud enough to where bey could hear.
"have you tried the dubai chocolate and strawberry cup?"
"no, but i have been feening!"
"where can we get them?"
"the sweet factory on hillcroft. they're listen bucks a piece and we only have that and less left from the cash" my granny gave me more cash.
"no, it's cool i found more cash in my pockets. let's go get that."
she sat up and smiled, "okay."
i helped her in the car and then got in. my mouth was watering just thinking about the strawberries. i was more feened out than a actual fein. once we pulled up to the place the line was slightly long. i swear if they done got it all i was gonna flip the whole store. bey held onto my arm. her love language was in fact physical touch. she hasn't went without touching me for even a second.
after we got our cups, i squealed. she and i both took pictures of them, "where do you think we should sit?"
"at the picnic table over by the pond. it's really quiet over there."
"direct the driver to where it is."
"okay." we got back inside of the car and reached our destination 10 minutes later. by the time we were sat and everything the time read 3:45 and still no call. i went ahead and called them myself. winter popped up, but she was in the dark.
"mama..." she whispered.
"hey, what's going on? where's autumn?"
"i have to go" winter sped talked and hung up. i furrowed my eyebrows and called back. she didn't answer this time. i checked the location to their ipads and toya's phone– it showed nothing. all of their locations were off. this the part where my heart beat out my chest. i hate the feeling of not knowing what's going on with my kids and then being able to do nothing about it.
"everything ok?"
"nah, i need to– i'll make it up to you tomorrow. i need time right now."
"okay, no problem."
