"Missing" NWA Fan-fic

Broken Glass (Part 1)

• Chapter 15 •

Eric's P.O.V.
• 2 Years Later •

I kept thrusting as Tracy moaned louder before pushing all the way inside of her. "Shit", She whined as she hissed and bounced faster.

She bit her bottom lip and arched her back as she came on me, I pulled out and watched she slowly got off before laying beside me. "Fuck", She says while catching her breath.

I pulled up my boxers and laid on my chest before closing my eyes. "You okay?", She asked.

I stared at the wall and sighed before looking at her, "Yeah why wouldn't I be?"

Just hoes.. I fuck with these bitches not to replace my Lauryn but because without her I will always be lonely, I should have stayed with her and said, "Fuck the tour." I should have stayed that night so that whoever took her couldn't have.. I should have been there to protected her.

I feel so much hurt, heart ache and guilt. The police think we don't know but the whole hood knows that they completely stopped searching for her, everyone thinks she's dead and now... I do to. I continued my business at Ruthless cause I know she wouldn't want me to just let it go and now is bigger than ever.

Cube gave up the music after we fell out over contractual disagreements, after a year he started a solo career and then we managed to squash our lil beef and make music together again; but I know everyday it's in the back of our heads still wondering who took her...

O'shea's P.O.V.

I know she's gone... I've decided to stop being in denial and accept the fact that I will never see her again; every now and then I go up to her old bedroom and sit on her bed, after a while the tears begin to flow.

Sometimes I feel like she's there with me or like I'm going to go crazy.. I'm tryna to move on but it's hard; tonight NWA has a concert and next week will be Lauryn's funeral, I probably won't even go. I know I'm her brother and everything but I don't think I can take it.

• 5:00 PM •

"Sometimes I think I'm losing it Dre", I say as I rubbed my eye.

He sighed, "The only thing you can do is move on man... If not you just gone keep being hurt."

"But what if she's still out there?"

"It's hard watching you like this already, don't give yourself false hope Shea."

I scratched my chin, "After her funeral imma look for her."

"Good luck with that."

"Thanks man, I'll see you tonight."

"You to", He says before hanging up the phone.

Eric's P.O.V.

The phone rang for a couple seconds until Cube finally answered, "Wassup e"

"Nun much, I just wanted to remind you of our show tonight."

"Nigga I know", He says chuckling.

He continued, "Aye... I quit that job."