Cant Live Like This... (Chris Brown, Trey Songz, Roc Royal, and Tyga STORY)

Foolish...

There was a bright light, kinda like a light at the end of a tunnel. I decide to follow the light, It was so beautiful not to bright, but bright enough to the naked eye. I make it to the end, and I'm surrounded by angels. I seen my grandmother, she passed 3 years ago when I was 14. "Why are you crying grandma?I said."When I said it, it was almost like I was whispering, but I wasn't trying to. Everything was moving in slow motion. Was I dead? Whats going on?

I woke up to Chris, crying and pleading on top of me. "Taraji please wake up, I wont do it no more please baby I promise this time I'm sorry." I black out again.

I sit up really fast, as I feel a pinch in my arm. "Ouch! I try to holler, but my swollen throat wont allow me too. What are you doing?! Where am I?...I said. "Calm down sweetie, your in a hospital, and I'm just taking some blood, said the nurse. "Baby Its OK I'm here said Chris." He walks towards me, and I kinda jump back. He hugs me, then kisses my swollen lips. "Baby thank God I found you when I did, you told me you got jumped right before you blacked out." He has this look on his face, like please agree with me. I shook my head yes slowly. Chris sheds a tear, not because he cares, but only because he didn't get told on. Am I foolish? Am I stupid? The nurse told me to buzz her, if I needed anything and she rolled her eyes, and walked out. I guess she knows the truth.

Chris and I are alone for the moment. "Taraji they are going to make a police report, so make sure you tell them what happen." I look up at Chris slightly dazed, but confused and even a little scared. "Yes...Baby I'll tell them what happen." I'm guessing he wants me to lie.

A officer walks in and pulls out his pen, and notebook. "Alright ma'am whats your full name, and your birthday and age?" I begin to try and talk, but my voice begins to crack so I try again. "My name is Taraji Chanell Williams, T-a-r-a-j-i....C-h-a-n-e-l-l Williams. I'm 17Years old I was born August 31st 1995." The officer writes down everything and then, he looks closer to me. "Ms. Taraji that looks like a hand print on your throat, said the Officer." I grab my neck in shock, cause I haven't seen myself yet. Yes sir, It was pitch black out, but one of the girls that jumped me was choking me. I couldn't make out face, so I cant tell you what any of them look like, or how many there were...I said." The officer looks at me all weird like, then throws his hands up. "Well its really nothing we can do then Ms. Williams...said the officer." Well thanks for your time, and sorry I couldn't be more informative." He nods his head and walks out."

"How are you feeling baby? says Chris." He walks over to me and caresses my arm. "I'm OK the nurse is giving me some prescription pain killers, then she said I can go home." The nurse walks back in the room and Hands me my prescription papers and tells me I'm free to go. I gathered all my things and Chris and I left.

We got in the car, he's going to drive. Before we drive off Chris turned and looked at me. "Nell (Chanell my middle name) I just want to say sorry baby, please forgive me. I promise to God...I will never lay another hand on you." I looked at Chris with this serious face, he looked so hurt and scared and ashamed. "OK baby I forgive you." He smiles and starts to drive off. I turn the radio on, and Foolish by Ashanti came on. I turned it up and looked out the window and thought to myself, am I foolish. As the song progresses this part came on that made me cry on the inside.

*Foolish by Ashanti*

"So sad so sad what love will make you do....all the things that we accept...be the things that we regret...so all of my ladies....feel me come on sing with me...see when I get the strength to leave you...always tell me that you need me...and I'm weak cause I believe you...and I'm mad because I love you...so I stop and think that maybe....you could learn to appreciate me...and it all remains the same that.... you ain't never gonna change.... Baby why you hurt me...leave me and desert me...Boy I gave you all my heart and all you do is tear it up....looking out my window...knowing that I should go...even when I pack my bags its something that always holds me back.....

Tears roll down my eyes, as that song got me all in my feelings.