Everything that glitters, ain't gold.

12. giving in

Friday October 18th, 1990

Michel'le,

I'm giving in, Dre sent me three more letters but they suprisingly weren't threat letters this time. They were apology letters and I honestly thought they were kinda sweet. Everything he wrote really touched me and I really wanna go see him now but the only thing that's stopping me is my mind.

You know like my mind is telling me no but my heart is telling me yes. I think I'm gonna listen to my heart this time cause it's been telling me to go see him and that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

I'm coming Dre......

-Compton City Jail-

When I got there I saw Valentina and Dre talking on the phone. Some people just don't know when to fuckin quit.

"Bitch what the fuck are you doing?!" I yelled walking over there.

"I'm talking to my fuckin man!" She yelled back.

I snatched the phone out of her hand. "Bitch Dre is my muthafuckin man!"

She snatched it back. "Yea he WAS your man!"

I snatched it from her again. "He is my fuckin man and you got about 5 seconds to get up outta this chair and walk away before I fuck you up Valentina!" I threatened.

She stood up. "Look you better---." She started.

"LEAVE BEFORE I FUCK YOU UP BITCH!" I shouted cutting her off.

"Hey what's going on in here?!" One of the officers asked running over to us.

"Officer I was sitting here having a conversation with MY man and this hoe just walked over here tronna start some shit!" She shoved me.

"Keep yo muthafuckin hands off me hoe!" I shoved her back as hard as I could causing her to fall to the floor.

"I'm bouta fuck you up bitch!" She got back up, jumped on me and we were on the floor fighting now.

She got on top of me and punched me in the face but then I flipped us over and got on top of her. "I'm fuckin sick of you fuckin with me bitch! I'm fuckin sick of you!" I said as I punched her in the face repeatedly.

"Bitch get the fuck off me!" She yelled.

"Shut the fuck up hoe!" I yelled back and started bashing her head into the ground.

Dre,

"Bitch get the fuck off me!" Valentina yelled.

"Shut the fuck up hoe!" Chel'le yelled back and started bashing her head into the ground.

"Oh shit somebody break them up!" I panicked.

"Dre get her off me!" She cried.

"Shut the fuck up bitch!" She bashed her head into the ground again, punched her in the face a few more times, then the next thing I knew Valentina was getting dragged across the jail's dirty ass floor.

"Chel'le, baby stop!" I yelled banging on the glass.

One of the officers looked at me. "Stop banging on that fuckin glass!"