~Mercedes~
I parked in the drive way of Pac's two story mansion. What was waiting for me in that house had me anxious and scared at the same damn time. As I walked up the steps to the door, I dug in my purse for the house key. Once I found it, I unlocked the door and went inside. It was my first time being at Pac's house and it was beautiful as hell. There were two fish tanks that had to be almost 10 feet tall that were on both sides of the walk way to the front door. I walked into the living room where he had a portrait of himself painted on the wall, his white couch looked as soft as animal skin and his 72 inch flat screen sat on the wall. I walked into the kitchen where he had marble counter tops and a island stove that was in the middle of the kitchen. On the fridge was a envolpe with my name on it in Pac's hand writing. I snatched the note off the fridge and leaned against the counter as I read it.Mercedes,
There's a bottle of wine in the fridge for you pour yourself a glass your last gift is in the basement and take the mack with you
-Pac
I opened up the fridge and there was a bottle of my favorite pink moscato wine. Pac knew me well. As I got a glass from the cabinet and popped the bottle open. I poured my glass almost to the rim.
"Mmmm thank you baby" I said smiling and taking a sip.
With my wine in one hand and the mack in the other I made my way down the spiral stairs to the basement. When I looked around the basement I saw someone tied up to a chair with a blind fold on and a sock stuff in their mouth with a suit on trying to say something. I walked over to them and untied the blind fold and there he was, Jerry Fucking Heller. I took the sock out his mouth. He coughed as he took a breath.
"Mercedes! you gotta help me Tupac kidnapped me and he's had me in this basement for months ! please help me"
I noticed on the table there was a duffle bag and another letter with my name on it.
"Mercedes please you-"
I put the sock back in his mouth. I wasn't trying to hear shit he was saying. I put my wine on the table and grabbed the letter and opened it.
Mercedes,
Eazy told me about Jerry stealing money from Ruthless so I decided that I would find the nigga and make sure he pays back what he owes. In the duffle bag is something that I know you and Eazy will appreciate. This is my last letter to you I love You.
-Pac
I opened up the duffle bag and there was stacks of money. I snatched the sock out of Jerry's mouth as I held the Mack to his head.
'Please don't kill me !" he begged " I gave back all the money I took!"
"Yeah you did and I thank you for that Jerry but I'm going to make sure you don't do this same shit to someone else"
"PLEASE LORD HAVE MERCY I BEG YOU !" he said starting to cry.
I shoved the end of the mack 10 in his mouth as he cried.
"Eat a dick Jerry" I said pulling the trigger
His brains came out the back of his head as he laid dead in the chair. I sipped the rest of my wine as I grabbed the duffle bag and left.
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A Compton Story Book 3: Appetite For Destruction
FanfictionEazy and Mercedes have been through an emotional roller coaster between 1987 to 1993. But the roller coaster doesn't stop there. With Dre being dead, Suge Knight on the hunt for Eazy and William wanting Mercedes dead there's nothing that's going to...