(A/N the video is the song she will be singing)
1 week later~
Jasmines POV
I woke up up screaming to another bad dream. This time I watched it happen. I saw him die and him begging for me to help.
"I'm sorry sis," was his last words as he was shot dead. I moved to an apartment instead of living where all his memories stay. He chose the house so I didn't sell it but I did move. I need to get out the house. I decide to go to the studio. I walk in and everyone looks up.
"Hey guys," I said barely above a whisper.
"Look I'm really sorry for your loss," Jamereo started but I cut him off.
"Please it's already went national I can't fuckin change the channel without seeing his face or better yet seeing the prick who did this to him," I said.
"Look," Bruno started.
"Bruno I know what your gonna say. I've been hearing it for a week now. I got your messages," I said.
"Then why do you ignore me," he asked standing up.
"I don't know I guess the only thing I didn't push away got murdered for having a pack of skittles in hand and a hoodie on," I started but I then broke down.
"He shot him because he was black Tre always told me that guy looked at him weird but I told him to shake it off," I sighed. Nicole then busted in.
"Your ass scared me half to death," she said hugging me.
"Man I need a bottle," I said.
"Umm its only 11," she said.
"That's late enough," I said.
"Get in the damn booth," she said.
"One second," I said. I needed a bottle so I went to the liquor store and grabbed me some ciroc. I walked back with the bottle half gone.
"What the fuck," Nicole said and I stumbled in a little bit.
"Fuck da world they can all kiss my ass," I laughed.
"Are you drunk," she asked.
"No I just picked up some baby liquor," I smiled.
"Ciroc? I thought you were over that phase," she said.
"Yeah I was but then I remember all the great memories of not giving a fuck," I laugh.
"You care to much," she said and I nodded tossing my head back.
"Fuck," I scream throwing the bottle.
"What's wrong," Bruno asked.
"Non of your damn business," I said.
"I'm just trying to fucking help you," he yelled.
"Kiss my ass and go fuck that other bitch that's gonna make sure that she gets pregnant by your dumbass," I laughed.
"You don't know shit about her," he said.
"Oh honey the pictures say it all look at how you look at her I mean she's so fucking full I swear your life is gonna be like the Notebook," I laughed.
"And what do you want your to be," he asked.
"Nigga I want mines to be like the titanic I wanna go down in history," I said and he looked at me.
"Hey the Notebook is a classic," he defended.
"They was old and died in each other's arms they didn't even fuck. I mean they had this on again off again relationship and then it so ugh I fell asleep on it 300 times," I said.
