falling for you. | tarasia

mine

                    fantasias pov:

"nah, pan if this the one t made us whoop you for ain touching her. you on your own with that one"

"weak ass linebackers."

"you and this girl the same size. why you cant fight her?"

"because t gon kill her ass" one of the girls spoke.

so she always had someone else doing her dirty work.

shes scary...

"TASIA?!" t yelled out.

she banged on the door.

"are yall gonna open it or just stand there?" i asked.

why we're they all of a sudden scared to move.

"tasia?!"

i didnt respond i gestured for them to open the door.

"pandora, open it since you made us come in."

"hell no"

i pushed past them and opened it myself.

"you wasnt saying shit wass- the fuck yall doing in here?"

"your girlfriend wanted them to jump me thats why they're here"

"that ain't my bitch. what the fuck did yall do?"

"pan told us this was the one you made us jump her for so we told her she was on her own with that."

"you just insist on being stupid, right?"

"ion like that bit-"

before she could finish t grabbed her throat and pushed her up against the wall.

"watch yo mouth. ain gon tell you too many mo times to stay in yo place. that kid you got is the only reason im keeping yo hoe ass alive. next time ain doing no talking, its gon be lights out for you. get the fuck out and go count my shit like you was supposed to be doing anyway"

"and yall quit listening to pan stupid ass when she tell yall to do certain shit before she get yall in something you aint gon be able to get out of" she added.

t walked out, grabbing my hand. 

"ok, slow down. im losing my breath."

"dramatic as hell. whats going on with you?"

"nothing im fine."

"you keep throwing up and shit"

"its just the food. i guess i just got too full. "

"you barely ate"

"ok, well, i dont know what it is. next topic, please. "

"aight my fault for wanting to know whats good with you"

"im not trying to be rude. i just dont like to stay on one topic for a long period of time."

"remind me to have a different topic every ten seconds next time"

"oh girl, now youre being dramatic"

"call me fantasia two point o then"

7:24

"just gon leave me like that?"

"girl i been with you for three hours. i have somewhere to be"

"where you gotta be that's so important then"

"were having a girls' night"

"we who?"

"my co-workers and i."

"you got everything you need?"

"i mean, yeah, she basically told me to just bring myself and pjs."

"wanna take a gun?"

"t..."

"just asking" she shrugged.

"im running out of time. ill text you, dont let it be someone else texting me this time"

"its gon be me. last time was a mistake anyway"

"yeah, im sure"

"aye, tell yo friends to bring you back before the street lights come on" she joked.

"what am i five?"

"times four"

"dont be corny."

"oh ain eat that?"

"no, not this time"

"ima just sit this one out then. ima catch you tomorrow, though."

"mmkay"

as she was kissing me, i looked over only to see pandora staring out the window like a creep.

so, of course, i had to be petty.

i pushed t onto my car, putting my hand in her joggers as i caressed what was rightfully MINE.

"damn" she said weakly, throwing her head back.

i looked back, and she was gone.

"i gotta go. i will text you throughout the night"

"you gotta go? look at my di- fantasia..."

"cover it up. see you later!"

it was getting closer and closer to eight. i wanna be on time, but i know i won't be, which is fine too.

a few minutes late has never hurt anyone.