Chapter 49-The Letter

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~Mercedes~

Words couldnt describe how bad I wanted Michel'le's head on a totem pole. Eric should of let me whoop that tramp's ass one good time. If anything Pac probably would of wanted me to whoop her ass. Pac use to tell me if someone disrespects you you go and you handle that shit and that's just what I was trying to do. As Eric drove us home, I held the envolope that Pac's mother gave me in my hand.

"What's that?" said Eric looking at me then back at the road

"I don't know"

"You going to open it?"

"Yeah whenever I calm down...you really should of let me whoop her ass Eric"

"Baby that was Pac's funeral man we had to respect him"

I sucked my teeth and crossed my arms. I don't wanna hear that respect bullshit. He slept with your wife nigga and you call that respecting you. When we finally made it home, we got the kids out the car and went into the house. I went upstairs and plopped down on the bed as I slipped my heels off. Laying in the bed with nothing but my bra and thong on I opened the letter. A key fell out as I pulled the letter out. It read

Mercedes,

If your reading this then that means that something just happen. My wish is for you and Eazy to take care of my moms and make sure my fam is taken care of. I been having a lot of shit that I needed to get off my chest with you. I'm madly in love with you and from the day I saw you I wanted you to be Mrs. Tupac Shaukar. Words can't describe how much you mean to me. I can't go a day without hearing your voice or seeing your beautiful face. In this letter there is a key to a safety deposit box that is located at the US Private Box Inc in Beverly Hills once you open the box you'll know what your next move is. I love You Mercedes and I hope you and Eazy have a wonderful life together and make sure you establish Eazy's loyalty to you. I pray that you won't forget about me and tell the kids that their Uncle Pac will always be watching them.

Love,

Tupac

As I held the letter in my hands, I began to cry. Something tells me that Pac knew that he was going to die. I held the letter close to my chest as my tears fell. I loved Pac alot too and with him not being here on earth kills me. The last time we talked I broke his heart and now I have to walk this earth knowing that I broke a angel's heart.

"What's wrong baby?" said Eric coming into the room

"Nothing" I said folding up the letter

"So what the letter say?"  he said taking off his shit

"It was a letter from Pac's mom telling us how grateful she is that we helped with the funeral"

"Aw well I mean it's the least we can do...Pac was our nigga"

"Yeah...Baby I need to talk to you about something"

"What's up?" he said sitting in the chair and untieing his converse

"Where does your loyalty lie with me?"

"What?" he said looking at me in confusion 

"You heard me"

"Baby let's not start this shit ok?"

"I need to know Eric"

"Well maybe I should as you the same question since you slept with Pac"

"Alright" I said nodding my head "Yeah Eric I slept with Pac and you know what!? it was good and you know what else? that was the only time we fucked...Pac and I were a one night stand and that's it I been loyal to you since the day you put this ring on my finger and another thing where the fuck were you for 5 hours at my birthday party!? and don't fucking lie!"

"You really wanna know?" he said sighing

"Yeah I would like to know"

"I was with a fan in my car"

"Oh is that right? So i guess we even now huh?"

"Look man I'm sorry ok I love you and only you when I  fuck them bitches I never caught feelings I just wanted to fuck and that's it"

"Did you use protection?"

"...No"

I picked up the small globe that sat on the night stand and threw it at Eric but he dodged it.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH ! DO YOU KNOW THESE BITCHES OUT HERE GOT DISEASES AND SHIT!?!? AND YOU WANNA BRING THAT SHIT HOME TO ME !" I screamed throwing a pillow at him "YOU HAVE KIDS ERIC ! WHAT THE FUCK !"

"OK ! OK ! I KNOW ! BUT DID YOU USE PROTECTION WHEN YOU FUCKED PAC !?!?! NO YOU SAT UP HERE AND LOST THE BABY THAT WASN'T EVEN MINE!"

"HOW DARE YOU COME AT ME LIKE THAT ! PAC WAS THE ONLY NIGGA I FUCKED! YOUR THE ONE OUT HERE TRICKIN !"

He had no comeback to that because he knew he was wrong.

"I think you need to go and sleep on the couch tonight" I said

"That's fine" he said leaving the room and slamming the door behind him


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