The Aftermath

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May 1996
Justine:

I was getting ready to go out as one of my favourite Mariah Carey songs came on.

'There you are, holding her hand
I am lost, dying to understand
Didn't I cherish you right?
Don't you know you were my life?'

Damn I felt myself crying crying as horrible memories started tracing in my head.

Flashback

I started to clear up the mess that I made then also myself. I came into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast and was out of it when I saw the sight of him walking into the kitchen with his side bitch, laughing and shit. It almost made me sick to my stomach. How does he have the nerve to satisfy another women in front of his fiancée?

As I was still making my breakfast, I continued to ignore them. To be honest, I felt like burning his house down with him in it. I felt hurt, betrayed and bullied. He didn't have to say shit to upset me, he just needs to act it out.

I looked at my ring and that's when the water works started to gush down my face. I swear, when I see that bitch on the streets, imma kill her on sight.

End of flashback

Looking back at a hand, fingerless, got me thinking hard. Wow is so strange not to have the ring on my finger anymore.

I heard footsteps coming from the stairs and I knew it was Pac. I couldn't let him see that I was crying and he hates to see me in that state, so I quickly wiped the tears that managed to fall out my eyes, trickling slowly down my face.

'You cool?' He asked gradually with a small smile

'Yeah I'm straight...'I said bluntly

'No you not' he looked at me weirdly 'come over here and tell me what's up' he acknowledged me patting the sheets beside him on the bed

'What's wrong?' He asked calmly

'.....it's just that....ever since.....ever since I broke the engagement of with DeVante, it's like I keep getting flashbacks coming to haunt me' I sighed looking down at the ground, rubbing my thighs nervously

'Look up at me Justine' Pac gripped my chin gently lifting it up so he could see my face 'Yes....everyone has had those times where they felt like leaving the one they really loved was a bad idea. You feel guilty and start having memories flow back into your head, regretting the shit that happened because you are trying so hard to love them back. But don't let that bother you, always remember that he had a good, beautiful, intelligent, interesting, good sense of humour, the list could go on.....women that he let go away because of his cowardly actions. Any man would be lucky to have you as there women till the wheels fall of, but it seemed that DeVante couldn't appreciate you enough. Don't get me wrong though, I feel like you should always have a place for him in your heart because overall he seemed to be a really good man, but just didn't express it properly.

I was so caught up in his preaching that I found myself staring into his deep brown liquid eyes. They were so hard to not look at him like that....any girl can get lost in his eyes and the long lashes he had that can put a girl's lashes to shame. I've never been so focused in his eyes before.....well I have but....it doesn't really matter.

'Why you staring at me like that?' He laughed licking his lips as he snapped me out of my thoughts

'Looking at you like what?' I brushed of laughing nervously knowing damn well I knew what I was doing

'You looking me deep into my eyes, grinning so forcefully'

'Aye don't put words into my mouth like' I joked

'Me putting words in yo' mouth' he checked me 'Girl I can read you like a book'

'It's so true but you make it sound so creepy' I told him

'No I don't, it's called stating facts' he said proudly

'Yeah yeah yeah....whatever' I played it of not caring as he smiled at me

Gosh that smile....

'Anyways, where you heading all nice and dressed up?' She smiled grinning more of an idiot

'Boy you know I can't take you seriously when you smile like that' I cheesed of at his actions

'What...like this.....' he re-enacted his goofy smile as I couldn't breathe at his stupidity

'Yesssss.....like that' I laughed taking breaths in between 'Stoopppp....you're gonna make me mess up my makeup'

'Make up....I thought that was your natural beauty' he finally calmed down, not sure if I should take what he said a complement

'Boy don't gass me like that' I joked but he looked serious in what he was saying

Damn....

'No...really you don't need all of that, you're beautiful just the way you are' he  looked into my eyes as I felt my heart beat

Tupac has always complemented me before but when he's just calm and sentimental around me, it feels like I'm on cloud nine. The way he said I was beautiful natural, was something that I haven't heard in a long time. I can't recall the last time DeVante ever said anything like that to me before.

I was speechless at his sentence. My face showed how thankful I was for the compliment as I went quiet and smiled trying so hard to stop but it was impossible. It's almost like we didn't even realise that we were both staring deeply into each other's eyes. He hand so rose up to pull strands of my jet black hair behind my ear. He caressed my cheek gently almost as if I was delicate red rose laying in the lonesome field.

He started to lick his lips causal and I soon found my face get softer by his tender touches. His face came closer to mine and I didn't back away as I knew what was going to happen. He gave me one last deep look before crashing his lips onto mine. Our eyes were closed tightly as the kiss took me into a different world. I've kissed Pac before but this kiss was something special, it was kiss that I needed to make me feel like I'm the only girl that he loved and never wanted to leave me.

Both of his hands were placed on both sides of my cheek, making me pull more into the passionate kiss. My arms wrapped around his neck never wanting to go. His lips were sweet just like cherry as I found my tongue fighting against his making me breathe into his minty mouth.

The kiss got even more steamy and I forgot all about Mary picking me up to go out....dang I even forgot that I was all dressed up.

My body came in contact with his as I kicked of my heels making him fall back on the bed as I was on top of him. His hands made his way to spine as he ran them down touching my ass then grabbing it firmly, making me moan a little as I was still kissing him.

My hands grew sweaty as I found myself getting heated and a little wet between my thighs. His lips it's self can turn me on just like that. My hands finally slipped down to his torso and I began to climb them up underneath his shirt as I felt his hard rock abs, rubbing them back and forth tenderly.

I was just about to take his shirt off until I heard a knock on the door.

Dang don't tell me that's Mary?....I was just getting to the good part as well!