|Monaé's P.O.V|
"...My..." I gulp as my nostrils slightly flared, feeling as if my soul had left my body.
"...m-my babygirl!" I exclaimed, crying as if I was a mother who had just lost a child. I leant over the crate scanning her almost unrecognisable face, and instinctively pulled her over so she was in my arms...and just..held her.
pools of tears left my eyes as I rocked her back as forth, burying my face in her hair.
"I-I'm sor-ry...I'm s-sorry!" I took a shaky breath every two seconds as I cried even harder, feeling as if this whole thing was my fault because I could've prevented what ever went down...her cold body making the hairs on my neck stand, I pull away to look at her. my tears uncontrollably dropped on her blood stained shirt as I clutched onto her once again...this can't be happening...this has to be another nightmare.
pulled my devastated and shooken face away slowly, to look at her...
her once shining and bubbly face was now...just gone.
She didn't even look like herself, I've seen many dead bodies in my life...but before I did?, I always used to think it looked like they where asleep...but..
it really looks like their soul has left their body...like it's not even them anymore, just an empty vessel.
But She was still...and forever will be beautiful.
"My baby..." I cried even harder pressing my lips together trying to hold it in, looking at her face...she was hardly recognisable, cuts, bruises..she looked swollen. Which only made my heart ache more as I cradled her...as if I was trying to show her everything was gonna be okay...but the nightmare for me has only just begun.
"I'm s-sorryyy.." I whimpered, tucking some of her hair behind her ear as I looked up to the ceiling, knowing she was watching.
"I-I love you girl..." I felt tears dropping down my cheeks as I cried my heart out.
We had plans for tomorrow...everything was fucking normal, just yesterday We spoke!..
And now...we ain't never gonna speak again.
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|Tupacs P.O.V|
"Damn..." I sigh, setting my phone down on the studio couch. I haven't spoken to Monaé for six days...six whole days!, sheit I ain't even gon front, it feels like ah nigga whipped...
She really mad at me for real tho...which I can only blame myself for...I just miss her man, I miss us.
Her smiles, her attitude, her jokes...the way she always had a blunt behind her ear....
Even tho we weren't even gettin it on for that long...she's grown on me,
she just something else, and my soul can't get enough of it.
I hope she okay.
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|Monaé's P.O.V|
"...fuck!fuck!fuck!" Caine paced back as forth with his hands over his face infront of me as he began to cry. I had just broke the news to him...
I just sat in the waiting room chair with my hands on my lap...I cried, trying to stabilise my breath. Pacing has always made me nervous...my heart hasn't stopped racing.
That's when the doors flew open.
"Where the FUCK have you been!" I cried tears of rage as I spotted dejá walk through the sliding doors, we just told her to meet us here...nothin more then that. It took long enough to wake her, it was 5:40 am...
"I was sleepin at Sandra's damn?
.....W-what happened?" She began normally but when her gaze landed on me and Caine she stopped in her tracks and furrowed her eyebrows, detecting something had happened.
"I've been worried sick!" I spit sternly as I stand infront of her shooting out of my seat, pointing at her with my pinky as I grit my teeth, feeling tears leave my eyes as my lips trembled.
"Monaé..." her eyes softened as if she had caught on further.
"She's gone dejá.." I began to let out more tears, her face went blank.
"W-what.." she stuttered, I just stared at her, feeling Caine pacing behind me.
"no... NO! THIS CANT BE RI-" she began to shake her head viciously, this is skyways how she reacts...with shouting.
"MONIQUE IS GONE OKAY!...She's gone.." I ended it with a soft tone as I embraced her in a tight hug feeling her stiff body...I could tell she was in shock just like the rest of us.
That's when I had to hold dejá upright as she leant of me and began to lash out and cry...
Monique was dead.
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|Monaé's P.O.V|
"-And she was supposed to..to meet me there.." dejá sniffles as I held her hand, she had to give in a statement to the investigation team because dejá is their only lead.
"She had my ID...c-coz my purse was in h-Her bag, and she-she took it on accident" dejá's lips trembled as more tears began to leave her eyes, while she tried to be brave I squeezed her hand a little.
"And...a-and she never made it to where I was at" dejá started bawling her eyes out as the man took notes, I grabbed dejá and let her cry into my shoulder.
"Shh" I stroke Dejá's head as I began to cry too, this is so hard...I can't do this without Monique..we aren't meant to be without her, we where always like three peas in a pod..since kindergarten...
"Alright, thank you for the information miss Anderson, thank you miss Wallace. My condolences again" the man got off the chair and gave me a little smile..but I couldn't give one back, not even if I tried...the last thing I can do is smile, my sister is dead.
"W-why Monique!...Monaé why! I shouldah been ME!" Dejá began to spit through her crying only making me break down once again.
"D-Don't say that! Don't EVER!" I exclaim through my tears, cradling my friend. Monique was the most innocent person I know...so sweet..and kind..gentle, man FUCK whoever did this!...
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Poetic Monaé • Tupac Shakur
Fanfic"Wait till the paparazzi get a load of this..." "So what?, let em talk babygirl..." ___________________ Featuring a lot of your 90s favs! From Eazy-e to new edition ? So If you enjoy drama, comedy, the 90s and a lotta Tupac Shakur? This is the boo...
