PAC P.O.V
"But they burn muthafucka you deserve to to die! talking bout you gettin money but its funny to me, all you niggas livin bummy while you fuckin with me. Ima self made , thug livin outta prison pistols in the air! Biggie remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house? now its all about Versace, you copy my style, five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smile d, now I'm bouta set the record straight. with my AK I'm still the thug that you love to hate. mothafucka I hit em up!" I rapped as we hyped on the stage.
the fans was going wild man! that's why I love them. shit, they be the ones that fire me up! its always a good time.
Jada P.O.V
"Cleo! I done told you! I'm strictly-dickly." She said as Frankie grabbed her breast.
"See now, I'm gonna tell Ursula." T.T said.
Cleo balled up her fist and pretended to hit T.T. " You ain't telling nobody!"
"Alright, Cut. 8 minutes. meet back right here." Our Director said.
"Gotcha." We said.
I got my phone and called PAC but it went to voicemail. like always. I rolled my eyes and sat down.
"Awww, what's wrong?, tryna talk to your boo?" Latifa asked as she sat next to me.
"He's not my boo, Cleo." I said. "He's just a close friend."
"Riiiiiiiight. You call this 'close friend' 6 times in one set."
"Actually 8, but who's counting?" I fake smiled.
"Seems like you are." She laughed.
"Yeahh, this is the last shoot right?" I asked.
"Sadly, ima miss y'all aggravating asses. But I'll see you at the premier in 2 weeks."
"When do we get out? I had a flight to Baltimore." I asked.
"Girl chill, we get out at 5."
I sighed. "2 more hours."
Pac P.O.V
"So when we leave for Baltimore?" I asked the driver as I got on the tour bus.
"Right now, so come on and hurry the hell up." He said.
"Aye, who you talking to??" I asked, turning around.
"You, Mr.Pac." He said.
"You know what? Ya fired! Get the fuck off the bus, hurry the hell up." He said.
"Get paid more than this at the shop." He mumbled walking off.
"66 an hour? that ain't enough for his dumb ass?" I asked the new driver coming aboard. He got in and instantly started driving. he know.
"Shiiddd, it's enough for me." He said.
"Damn right, see I already like you."
"Gay ass." He mumbled.
"Hell yeah, you down with me man." I laughed.
Jada P.O.V
We got done with the last take hours ago. I'm just sitting here now, my kids are out with some friends and me and will got a divorce so he's gone.
I was listening to the radio and the song went off. Lesane's song came on the radio then after a few seconds faded off.
"Baltimore are you in for a turn up! Im on the way to yall right na. Gone be there for 2 weeks and yall got all my attention. Buy ya tickets at the nearest radio station. Ya boy PAC is coming back home." I heard lesane say on the radio.
I quickly got up and drove to the nearest radio station. I brought 6 tickets. All front row and backstage. He is going to see me. I personally think he's ignoring me, or trying to ignore me. But its not gonna work never.
Now I just gotta wait till Monday.
((2 days later, PAC p.o.v))
Just arrived in Baltimore. Im really finna show out down hea. Its not my hometown but its the place I basically grew up in.
"Concert is in 4 hours. What you wanna do?" My manager asked.
"Uh, actually. I wanna stop by my girl house."
"Your girl?"
"Not my girl girl, but we close."
"Give em the address so we can go." He said.
I handed it to him and he got going. After about 30 minutes we got to the house. I got out and knocked on the door. One of her lil kids came ta the door.
"Can I help you?" It was the lil girl. willow.
"I'm looking for yo mama." I said.
"Well she's not here. You should leave, my dad is on the way." She said before shutting the door in my face.
"Did she just- she did not just. Ima get Jada to beat her ass." I mumbled, leaving.
"She ain't there, I bet she just forgot about me anyway. And ion be having time ta answer ha calls."
Jada P.O.V
"Besides, he just forgot about me. I know he has all the time in the world to answer my calls when he's not showtiming." I told my mom. I was at her house eating.
"Baby it may not be what it seems. Maybe you'll get some answers this week when you go to the shows." She said.
"I better, I'm tired of this."
"You know what's gonna happen."
"What?" I asked.
"You're gonna wanna be friends, and he's gonna want something more. Then you're gonna get mad and y'all are gonna argue and be on and off. Its starting to get old dear. Maybe he doesn't want that anymore."
"Wow, I believe you're right." I mumbled.
"But I'm not always right. Just wait." She smiled.
I nodded.
Bruh it gets better just wait on it.
