INSANE | Tupac

✨Chapter 7✨

"How would you like it if I do the things you do,give another guy everything that belongs to you."
-Queen Naija 💔💊

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"So Tupac,how's that album coming along?" Greg,Ryan's father asked. Tupac twirled his spaghetti on his fork. "Its cool." He nodded and looked at his wife Jean.

Jean shook her head and looked at Amir. "How's school Amir?" She asked. "It's fine." "Amir has straight A's." Ryan smiled proudly.

"Really? What's your favorite subject?" Jean asked him. Amir shrugged. "English,I like writing poem's." He said. Greg looked at Tupac.

"Really?" He repeated what his wife said. "Yea,I wanna be a rapper just like my Mama and Daddy." "Your mother isn't a rapper sweetheart."

Jean said. Ryan shook her head and Tupac looked up at her. "Mama don't." Ryan begged.

"What? He doesn't know that his mother is a fugitive?a monster?" Amir frowned. "Yo chill on Mileena." Tupac warned. Jean scoffed.

"I just thought he should know,that's all." Amir looked down at his food. Tupac looked at him and sighed.

After dinner Ryan sat with her mother in the kitchen while they drunk some wine.

"She's out huh? I knew this day would come...and you stayed with that man." Jean shook her head. Ryan looked down at her wine.

"I love him Mama." "Well he doesn't love you,he didn't even propose to you yet and I know he's cheating on you honey." "You don't know that."

Jean smacked her lips. "You are so naive,but you'll learn sooner than later."

"What do you mean by that?" Ryan asked. Jean opened her mouth when she saw Tupac walk down the stairs looking at them both. "I don't appreciate you saying those things infront of Amir."

Tupac told her. Jean rolled her eyes. "I was only telling him the truth,your babymama tried to kill my child." She pointed her finger at him.

"Mama don't-" "She ain't no monster,and now that Amir is old enough to know what's going on don't speak ill about his Mama. That's the last time imma say this shit Jean...im not playing witchu."

Tupac said raising his voice. "Don't talk to my wife like that boy." Greg said finally speaking up.

"I can talk to whoever the fuck I want to in my damn house!" He yelled. Jean shook her head. "Matter of fact,get the fuck out!" He yelled.

"Fine." Jean stood up and grabbed her husband. "Mama don't go,he didn't mean it." Ryan said.

"No we're leaving and when you come to your senses you should to." Ryan watched her parents leave and Tupac grabbed the wine bottle and took it to the head.

"Are you serious?" She asked turning around. Tupac shrugged. "They're my parents Tupac." "So? They not gonna disrespect me in my house!"

"They were just-" "Just what?now you know how it feels when someone talk shit about your moms. Amir upstairs confused as hell now!" He yelled.

"Maybe he should be!" She yelled. Tupac balled his fists up. "Everything was good until she got here..we had the perfect little family and she had to come and fuck it up! I hate her!"

Ryan brushed past Tupac and stumped upstairs. "Don't be stumping in my damn house!" He yelled. He leaned against the counter deep in thought.

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"He's late." Jerry told Tupac's lawyer. He looked at the time and Mileena tapped her foot on the floor waiting for him.

The door opened and Tupac stepped inside with a suit on. He looked like shit and Mileena could tell when it's something wrong with him.

She continued to look at him but he wouldn't make eye contact with her. Mileena lowkey felt some type of way so she looked down at her nails and cleared her throat.

"Can we begin?" Jerry asked. "Yes." Antonio opened a file and slid a packet towards them. "What are these?" Jerry asked picking them up.

"Divorce papers." Antonio locked his fingers together. Mileena looked at the papers then at Tupac. "Papers that he should've signed years ago."

Jerry said. Antonio shrugged. "He was busy." "Right." Jerry handed it over to Mileena and she nodded.

"So they'll be sharing custody of their son correct?" Jerry asked. Mileena nodded. "Actually no,there was a change of heart." Mileena frowned.

"What?" She asked. "My client would like full custody of his son Amir." Antonio said. "That's bullshit,we agreed-" "Like he said I had a change of heart."

Tupac said finally looking at her. Mileena balled her fists up knowing exactly why he's doing this. "Why the change of heart though? You were dead set on sharing custody." Jerry said.

"I guess I want my son to stay with me." Tupac shrugged. Mileena glared at him. Her eyes and nose were starting to burn letting her know she was about to cry.

Tupac smirked. He knew he hit her where it hurts. "Not to mention that your client is fresh out of prison,the judge will make the right choice." Antonio said.

Mileena scoffed. "Not to mention,that Tupac here also has a record..just as bad as mine." Mileena said. Tupac slowly frowned.

Antonio licked his lips. "That's not true." Tupac lied defending himself.

"When do I ever lie Amaru? Those rape charges..remember those?" She asked. His eye twitched. "I didn't rape that girl." Mileena shrugged.

"If we can't agree then we'll just have to fight for custody,in the meantime Amir will stay with his father until our first court date." Jerry said.

Mileena rolled her eyes and stood up. Tupac and Antonio walked out and Mileena followed him.

"Hey!" Tupac looked back but continued walking. She caught up grabbing his shoulder and spinning him around.

"Are you that pressed? Huh?" She asked fixing her purse on her shoulder. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bullshit,you moved on and I can too..if this is your way of hurting me then it is cruel as hell." She said. Tupac shook his head.

"You hurted me enough don't you think? Now you wanna take my baby when he's the only person that I'm living for?"
"Don't take it personally."

Mileena stared at him. "What do you want?" She asked. Tupac smacked his lips. "Nah tell me what do you want." She repeated.

He shrugged. "Stop seeing o'l boy." Mileena looked at him with disgust. "No." Tupac shrugged. "Okay." Mileena nodded.

"I can't wait to see the look on your face when I drop my clothes and I get naked." Tupac frowned.

"Not for you,but for him..now how does that make you feel?" She asked. She smiled and pinched his cheek. Tupac moved her hand away and she laughed.

"Bye." She walked off flipping her hair in the process. He wanted war...she was gonna give it to him.

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