He groaned and looked me in the eyes, pleadingly. I started feeling nauseated and the way his eyes were burning into me weren't making it better so I broke eye contact for a bit but I fought to keep my expression from showing how I was feeling.
"Look..that day. The only reason I told you to leave was so I wouldn't get you involved in anything. Vanity is not the most sane type...I swear she's doing drugs but I digress and sometimes she-" I cleared my throat loudly to cut him off. He looked at me and I had waved my hand at him to continue.
"Sorry...uhm well I know your already going through a lot of things and I uh didn't want to add to it but I did..... I know I did.....and Michael already hurt you but you love him and I see that.....and the last I could ever do is steal a girl like you from him.....even if he doesn't deserve you....and no this isn't one of those corny chick flick moments where I confess my undeniable love to my best friend because that's not the case...at least I don't think so but...I found a haven in you and i've only known you for a short time and I haven't felt like this with another person since...well I haven't ever felt this way with another person and I..." He looked at me as if he was waiting for me to stop him but I didn't. I honestly wanted to see where his babbling was gonna go this time. However the way he was bouncing from topic to topic was making my head spin which increased my nausea.
Once he realized I was going to let him talk he continued. "I uh I broke up with Vanity..." He sighed turning to face forward. "She tried to hurt someone I lo-...." his voice trailed off.
If he's about to say what I think he's about to say.
"I'm not very good at this." He took a breathy laugh, trying to ease himself.
I swear to God. Come one say it. Say you love me and I can jump into your arms and we can hug and make up.
I switched the leg I had crossed and ran my fingers through my bang. It got really hot all of a sudden and I was still nauseated. I guess it was because I haven't eaten in a while. His head snapped my way as this is my first time moving my full body since he started talking.
"Funny how the man who always has something to say is lost for words." He shook his head at me and smiled.
"I'm not good at this apology thing"
"I can tell." I turned to faced foreword with him but I guess I moved too fast because everything got really dim. Almost like someone turned the lights off.
"Normally people walk out of my life all the time..." I was looking at him and his mouth was moving but I couldn't hear anything. It sounded like I was underwater. All I heard was my heart beating really fast and it was pounding. It was all I could hear. I put my hand over my chest in an attempt to slow it down but it wasn't working. I started to look around and everything started to blur. Things were darker now and swirled together and then everything started to slow down. Before I could fully process what was happening I hit the concrete. Which really hurt and I heard a loud crack in my ears. I shakily reached my hand up to my head and felt a warm liquid. It was definitely blood.
"Jasmyn...Jasmyn" I heard muffled and I saw about 3 Prince's above me. "Stay with me ok..focus on my voice." they said.
And then everything went black.
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Prologue: Purple Rain
FanfictionThis is the story of what happened to a pop sensation, while she was on vacation in Minneapolis.